Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 179

Alright.

This was it.

I could do this. I could.

After two weeks of hiding like a coward, it was time to get to town.

Seeing my dual stroller and the twins tucked inside it, Kira was getting anxious to get outside, mostly because I had told her 40 minutes ago that we were going. She was sick of waiting on me and the twins getting ready.

My hair was messy, stains I saw it on my dress at the last minute. Still, I didn't care anymore when it was a constant struggle to keep everyone clean, and the last person I cared about was me. "Mommy!" Kira was pulling on my dress, making me lose whatever concern I had over my looks. I mean, it wasn't good anyway. I had slept less than three hours last night, and that was when Tom returned from doing whatever he was up to when he wasn't around my house, probably reporting back to Jonah, like always.

"Yes?" I hated that I sounded snappy when she frowned back, impatient just like her bio dad, and I was stressed out, hoping that I could leave today or at least walk down the small road before coming back.

"I want to see Daddy, please!" She was batting her eyes, tears coming from nowhere when I didn't know what to say. She couldn't really see Buck. He wasn't her father, and he had no responsibility for her wellbeing, neither finically nor emotionally. Shit.

"I know, baby, I'm working on it... let's go outside and play while the boys sleep and...." I was trying so hard not to start bawling my eyes out. This was so hard! I hadn't even told Buck that the slumbering babies were his, let alone even had the strength to call him to even say hi. He had chosen Sarah, and that was it. I even got the divorce papers in the mail last day. I made Tom take Kira out for the whole day when I just had cried, feeling sorry for myself over what had happened.

He told me he loved me, and then he dumped me, just like every man I had ever met in my whole life.

"Daddy!" I almost fell back seeing Kira's face when it lighted up like she had been crying all the time that Buck had been gone, same as me when I turned around, my mouth open, seeing that blue pickup truck coming down the road, making my chest start to tighten up, oh f**k!

"Kira, no, wait!" I almost had her when she slipped out of my grasp, running down the small driveway where he turned in, making me breathe faster, my hands shaking over what was happening. Why the fuck was he even here?! I had made Tom take all his stuff and drive it back to the house. I wasn't going to set foot on that property as long as I lived!

I was coming after her, making small faces of pain that made me stop when the door opened, and my heart dropped even more. That wasn't Buck.

"Kira, get back here!" she had stopped seeing the guy that looked like Buck, but it wasn't him. No, it was his son, Mitch.

"Hey, kid..." Mitch made a smile that she returned. She didn't hate Mitch with all her might, not like I did, standing on the top of my stairs and trying to understand what the hell he was even doing here?! I was just about to turn, grabbing my gun to make sure he fucking left, when he was hoisting up Kira, trying to look like he didn't know that I wanted him dead for what had happened!

"Mommy, look, it's Mitch!" Kira was giggling, tossed around to my worst fear, him dropping her and hurting my child!

"You let her go, right fucking now, or I swear to God Mitchell that I am getting that revolver your father gave me, and I'm killing you right on my own property!" Kira lost her smile. She saw my frown and didn't understand that she was being held by a damn homewrecker. He had Jonah, and he ruined Buck's relationship with his mother. What more did he f*****g want from me?!

He put down Kira the second he saw me; he knew I was fucking serious when he made a slight smile at Kira, that was running back to the porch and giving me a confused look over what was happening.

"Kira, get inside and watch your brothers...." I pointed back to the house when she started to whine, not wanting to go inside. She tried to play with Mitch, and I was not letting that happen! over my dead body, that son of a bitch, literally! He was never to come near her. None of them were allowed to see any of my children!

"Andrea, relax... I'm not here to...." Mitch's face became a scowl when Tom stepped out the door frowning, none of them expecting the other one to be there, so this wasn't planned by Jonah then? What did Mitch even have business being here?!

I didn't say anything when Tom marched down. He just passed me like he couldn't wait to get his hands on Mitch; that was suddenly looking like he regretted ever coming over when I was still gawking at the fact that he even had shown up. He knew that I hated him! His face had changed, and I was starting to follow, getting even more anxious, knowing that I didn't like the way he looked when the hardness was all over his brown eyes, like he was going to do something that I knew was going to bite me in the a*s! "Tom, no!" I was too late seeing Tom take hold of Mitch, pushing him down against the ground in my garden, having his arm trapped behind his back, same as last time! Mitch didn't stand a chance against him! Sure, he was just as big, but he wasn't violent and hadn't done the shit Tom had been doing for years, beating the shit out of people!

"Thomas, stop that! stop you are f*****g hurting him!" I was coming closer, jogging down, out of breath already, when I couldn't believe a guy like that was as fast as Tom was!

"That's the idea, pretty! look at him drooling all over you, and can't even have the f*****g decency to say it to your face!" I stopped staring at the panting guy making groins from the pain that was inflicted by Tom, turning it more like he wanted to see how far he could do it before it would snap!

"Get the fuck off me, man! I'm not here to fight anyone, just like I said to Andrea!" Mitch was still wringing underneath the hold of Tom that made a grunt like he didn't care. Of course, he didn't! This is what he did for a fucking living!

"Yeah, I know what you came here for, you piece of shit, been watching you all a long time now, superstar, and you are not as clever as you think!" Mitch made a scream when Tom twisted his right arm the slightest back making my heart drop. Oh god, no, I didn't want more violence around here, not with my kids just being inside the house!

"Tom, please just let him go! I don't want to fucking call Buck and tell him that you did something stupid. I don't want to see anyone right now!" I was screaming it to the guy that was my friend, my ally, one of fucking few, and he was getting Buck on his case if he hurt Mitchell, no matter what he had done to me, I had gotten that now!

"Don't! don't fucking call him..." Mitch was the one to answer when I made a sigh. I didn't want to see him either. That stupid, disgusting creeping bastard that had stalked me looked at me and just been this weirdo looking at me, and Buck f*****g, what the f**k was wrong with him!? I was standing there, staring at him for a few seconds.

I swear that for a moment, he did look guilty, like this wasn't what he had planned to come here like I never was supposed to find out what he had done to me, done to my marriage... shit.... I dropped my arms and sighed... no... you know what.... It wasn't his fault, not breaking my marriage apart anyway. That was his father, the great and mighty Buck Underwood...

"Just let him go, I don't want him around me or my kids and..." Tom made a smirk when he twisted the arm back more, not even caring that I didn't want a bloodbath.

"Fuck! I'm going to kill you! You are going to fucking die for this, you son of bitch; as soon as I get out this, you are dead!" Mitch was growling it, head still down, and Tom was smirking even more. He looked just like Jonah right now, when he was doing some crazy shit, making me lose hope that he was better than him, maybe he never was, and I didn't want to see it...

"Oh, is that right!? When will that happen, before or after I break your arm?" Tom wasn't playing, and I didn't know if I could stop him. He was protective, far more than I ever had imagined. f**k, why did I always attract the crazy ones? "Fuck you!" Mitch was hissing it now; his face was red when I shrieked, seeing the color drain from his face when the small subtle crack was heard, and Tom let the screaming guy go again.

"Are you fucking insane!? I told you not to do that!?" I had already come closer, kneeling to the now crying Mitch, staring at me with the worst agony I had ever seen him have since I met him. Tom really broke his f*****g arm!

"You did say that, Pretty. I just didn't listen...." Tom didn't sound sorry, not even for a second when he was digging down the pants of Mitch, that was still screaming in terror or what had happened, and I wasn't that far away, just trying not to start crying and screaming myself beside him, this was insane, Buck was going to kill Tom, he was, and there was no stopping him!

"You are lucky that I like you, sister, otherwise...." Tom was finding what he had been looking for, holding up Mitch's phone like it was a price he just had won, making me stare at him, still having Mitch beside me, trying to get a grip over what had just happened! "You are dead, you fucking hear me, man!? Jonah is going to kill you for this!" Mitch was howling back at the guy holding his phone, not caring what he was spitting out, but I was, shit! So, Jonah did know about Mitch being here or what?!

I switched my eyes back to Tom, that was going through his phone, fast and effectively, before he pushed it down, giving me a smirk that didn't make me feel any better when he put his big feet on Mitch's other arm, making me shriek, oh god no! what the f**k was he doing!?

"Who do you think sent me here, Mitchell?" Tom wheezed the answer back at Mitch's scared face. He knew shit then. Knew that Jonah was not fucking kidding when he said something! Tom was heavy, he had put on some weight these past years, but he still was big, just like all his brothers; it was like being crushed by a car for Mitch, that was starting to pant like he was about to pass out from the pain.

"Stop, please, just fucking stop!" I was begging him the same as Mitch when Tom made a quick turn of his heel, hearing the ungodly scream of Mitch followed by some weird sound, and passed out from the insane pain he felt!

"You are fucking crazy!? Did Jonah tell you to do that, break both his f*****g arms, did he?!" I was screaming at him when he didn't care. This was insane; both Kira and my twins were inside, I still couldn't move around that well, and now Mitch was passed out on my front lawn with not just one broken arm but two!

"Nope, he only told me to break one... his right one.... But the other one is from me...." Tom was staring down, disgusted at the man lying there, looking just like Buck making my heart break. Why did this keep happening to me? What the fuck did Mitchell even want me in the first place? He should be happy, Buck, and I was over, fucking celebrating with champagne somewhere!

"Why!?" I just wanted to know why the fuck did Tom, who was one of the sweetest guys I have known, even if he was violent when he had to, felt like he needed to break both arms on Mitch, leaving him in a f*****g package for God knows how long!? He stared back at me, face grim, and sighed, waving the phone he had gone after, which seemed to be the top priority even before breaking the arms of Buck, stupid son!

"This, he did bad things Pretty, shit you don't need to know and.... well.... he was stupid enough to believe that he wasn't replaceable, we all are." I made a gulp hearing that when Tom looked like that again, cold, and I hated every second of it. "Okay... just... I need to call an ambulance, and you need to leave...." I sighed and picked up my phone, dialing the emergency contact I had preinstalled in case something happened to my kids, not Mitchell!

"Andrea, Mitch was in over his head, and he got cocky, just like that Brandon kid. You still remember him, don't you? Couldn't he get over that he got beaten up by Jonah? This is the nice version of that; if I didn't stop him, there would be more than two broken arms he was suffering from...." Tom didn't flinch when my whole body got that cold surge when I knew what he meant by that, kill him. Jonah was planning to kill Mitch, and that stupid idiot had no f*****g idea it was even happening!

"Shit!" I was up again, looking at my phone, cursing louder, when Tom smirked like I was being funny. I wasn't! My ex-husband's son was brutally assaulted on my fucking lawn, and I had no way to explain what had happened without me being involved because I f*****g was!

"Yeah... you can say that again... too bad his sister is nothing like him...." He stopped when I hissed at his stupid comment. What the fuck did I care about him and Sophia doing whatever the hell they were up to!? I was going to jail for being an accomplice and never seeing my kids again!

"Shut up, just shut the fuck up, you big gorilla! How the fuck am I going to explain this to anyone!? Why did you have to do it here, of all places? I don't give a shit what he has done. You and Jonah are no better!" I was screaming it back when Tom just shrugged. Yeah, he shrugged like he wanted nothing of what I was telling him like he was some f*****g saint!

"I don't do what he does, Andrea, recording girls and jerking off to that; it's just sick!" When I made a growl, he was about to kick Mitch's lifeless body. No more, no f*****g more violence!

"He can't be jerking off to that. His is fucking gay!?" I was so confused, he was, wasn't he!? I stared back down at Mitch's face, which was looking even paler, I needed to get some help, and here I was arguing with the dickhead that had made this mess! "Gay?! Who the hell said that, Pretty? He has so much shit in this phone, half of it is on you, and you think he wants dick. Look at me. I know when guys want dick because that's when they stare at me, and believe me, that loser has been staring at your tits more than I could count from the short time I saw you and him together. He is not gay, Andrea." Tom was smirking now like it was funny when I was scratching my head, trying to make sense of anything. No, Mitch was gay. He was upset about me stealing Jonah from him, just like I would be. I saw him!

"No... no, he is gay, in love with Jonah, got fucking pissed when he realized that I was his ex-girlfriend because he didn't want the competition and...." I stopped feeling nauseous when Tom shook his head as I got it all wrong. Well, I never said I was smart, did I?! "He wasn't angry over you being the competition. Pretty, Jonah was... same as everyone else around here. Even your stupid husband that is going to try to hunt me down..." he made a snicker in the end, making my mood drop the last part. Oh my god.

That was it; Tom wasn't lying. He was looking me straight in the eyes and telling me what I had been missing all along: Mitch had a weird crush on me!?

"He wanted you, always did, same as everyone else that sees you, shit I don't think you know how beautiful you are, and you got the personality to back it up, Andrea.... I wanted to smash you the first time I saw you, but I only backed off because of Jonah. You understand that, don't you?" Tom was helping me up, looking sweet again when I still was confused. That was also insane, me being some kind of what, f*****g siren?! I wasn't like that; I wasn't Kayla luring every guy to do whatever she wanted from them! "I don't understand...." I was still not getting what he told me...about how I was this irresistible girl everyone wanted. I knew plenty of people who hated me, men included!

Tom was hugging me from nowhere, and I knew for some reason that this was goodbye. I didn't want him to leave, he only had been here for two weeks, and now he was leaving; maybe I never got to see him again the way he was acting.

"When you come home, don't worry about anything. Just come back to Ma and us while taking care of you. We love you, Andrea, remember that...." Tom kissed my head, realizing the hard sobs I was holding in when he let me go, so that was it then, I was all alone here, and he was telling me to come back home like it was that f*****g easy?

"I am home, Thomas," I said, beaten down when he didn't say anything more, smiling at me and looking just as sweet and gentle as he always was to me before all this shit had dragged me under. He was a good friend, just as trapped as me by the circumstance. "fuck....." I looked like the big guy had disappeared and turned to Mitch's still face. He better not be dead on my lawn, that creepy bastard... I was holding the phone to my shoulder, hearing the call connected, still crying when the responder started to ask me a question while I was taking Mitch's pulse. He was alive, at least.

"My friend had an accident...." I cried more when I hung up, knowing that somewhere I knew it was always going to end like this, Jonah or Buck pushing me too far, and I needed to leave. No matter what happened, I wasn't going to stick around for this outfall and Bucks hammer that was going to drop on me for letting this happen, he didn't deserve me, and he didn't deserve the kids that were inside the house, waiting on me to come back.

I was going back home.