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Anastasia didn't answer Mason as she walked into the house. She walked right passed him to the kitchen to get some Tylenol for her headache. "Anastasia, I am talking to you," he said as he followed her into the kitchen. "Answer me," he said forcefully.
"I went to a party," she said with no care in the world as she got the Tylenol out of the medicine cabinet. "You know where I was."
"Till 11:30 in the morning?" asked Mason. "Don't give me that bullshit, Anastasia. Where were you?"
"At the party," she said grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.
"Did you get drunk?"
"Yes," she said. "I did."
"How many beers did you have?"
"I don't know," she said, "enough."
"Thanks for you honesty," he said.
"You're welcome," said Anastasia. "I'm home now so you can stop acting like my dad."
Anastasia was being mean for no reason and Mason just didn't get it. She was coming down from her high which was making her that way. "I'm not acting like your dad, Anastasia, I am acting like a loving husband that cares about his wife."
"Okay," she said rolling her eyes.
"You do know you're a mother and a wife right?" he asked.
"Do you have to keep reminding me? I know. I have the ring on my finger and I remember all three deliveries like they were yesterday. You don't need to tell me who I am."
"Apparently you forgot who you are because you're walking in here with blood shot eyes smelling of alcohol, smoke and weed at 11:30 in the morning when you should have been home last night. There is no reason for a married woman to be out this late. Were you doing drugs?"
"Mason," she said, "we're not going to start this again are we?"
"Did you do drugs?" he asked again.
"No," she said, "I didn't do drugs. Thanks for doubting me."
"I'm not doubting I'm just worried about you," he said. "So why didn't you come home last night?"
"Because Mason, Cassie got so drunk she couldn't drive me home so we crashed at the house," she said lying to him.
"How did you get home?" he asked.
"Cassie brought me home," she said.
"Well, isn't it weird that she didn't come in with you like she usually does."
"Gee, Mason, maybe she knows you hate her."
"I don't hate her, I just don't think she's someone you should be hanging around after all your problems," he said.
"So now you're going to tell me who my friends should and shouldn't be now? Mason, I am 24 years old. I can pick and choose my own friends. I don't need my husband telling me who I can be friends with and who I shouldn't be friends with."
"Anastasia, don't you see we always fight over Cassie? She is not the right friend for you to have."
"I don't have friends," said Anastasia. "I don't have time for friends. I'm home all the time with the kids. I don't get to go out."
"Then join a mommy and me group and meet some mommy friends," said Mason. "It's not that hard to do. Talk to some of the parents at Amelia's and Natalie's school to make friends. You don't have to hang out with people that are going to get you into trouble."
"Mason, I don't want to be friends with other mothers. I am probably the youngest mother there."
"No you just don't want friends that aren't going to lead you to the path of drugs or alcohol. That's how you get down," said Mason.
"That's how I get down?" asked Anastasia. "That's how I get down? Why do you have to doubt me, Mason. I told you I didn't do drugs."
"I don't know what you did but if I find out you are doing drugs I will take my kids and leave. Do you get that? And you will never see them again," he said. He didn't want to threaten her but if he did find out she had fallen back into drugs he would have no choice but to take their kids away from her. He as their father needed to protect their children.
"Whatever, Mason. Don't threaten me with our kids. You would NEVER be able to take care of them. You're never home."
"I would do what I need to, Anastasia."
"Okay," she said rolling her eyes.
"Look, Anastasia, you can be honest with me. Are you back into drugs?" he asked.
"Mason," she said losing her temper. "I am not back into drugs shut the hell up about it," she said throwing her water bottle at him.
"Anastasia!" he said, "What the hell was that for?"
"Because you're pissing me off, constantly nagging me about drugs. Get off my back!" she yelled.
"Lower your voice, Anastasia," he said. "Our children are upstairs or did you forget you are a mother?"
"Mason, you asshole! I did not forget I was a mother. I did not forget I have kids. Shut up," she said yelling once more.
"Calm down," said Mason.
"You're antagonizing me," she said.
"I am not," he said. "Just keep your voice down."
"Stop telling me what to do, Mason. I'm not on drugs and I did not forget I was a mother or a wife. You don't have to treat me like a child."
"It seems like you forgot you were a mother. You're out all night, doing who knows what and with who knows who. Did you not think about your children or your husband. Your kids were worried about you. It took them forever to get to sleep because they wanted their mommy but you were too selfish to be with them."
"Do you like to kick me down?" asked Anastasia. Mason seemed to always be willing to point out her faults instead of her strengths. He also focused on her negatives but never her positives. It was always about what she did wrong and never about what she did right. It tended to destroy her emotionally and ruin her self-esteem which was the last thing he should be doing to an ex-drug addict.
"I'm not kicking you down. I'm telling you the truth, Anastasia. You are a mother and a wife NOT a fraternity girl to be out all night partying," he said.
"So you're telling me that I can't have fun? Is that what you're saying? But it's okay for you to be gone days or even weeks at a time but I can't get one night to myself?" she asked.
"When I am gone I am working. When you're gone you're out getting drunk," said Mason, "there's a difference."
"And you never go out with the guys after the shows?" she asked.
Mason was quiet for a moment and said, "sometimes."
"Then I deserve to be able to go out and have some fun. You know let off steam. I love Amelia, Natalie and Ava but they are a handful. I do it by myself, Mason. You're never here. I wake up every day with them. I hear Amelia and Natalie fight ALL the time. I do feedings, diaper changes and when Ava is teething I am the one up all night with her. You're not. It's me. I deserve a chance to go out and have some fun with my friends."
"It's one thing to go out and have fun with friends but it's another to forget your responsibilities and stay out all night."
"I told you what happened, Mason. Why is it so hard for you to believe me? If you can't trust me why are we married? Wait.. I know why we're married because YOU felt obligated to marry me because you knocked me up on that one night stand."
"That's not true. I love you, Anastasia. Yes our daughter was conceived from a one night stand but I never felt obligated to marry you because of that. I married you because I love you. I want to be with you."
"But you don't trust me," said Anastasia, "how can you love me if you don't trust me?"
"Do you not want to be married? Do you not want to have kids? Because if this isn't what you want I am not going to hold you back from doing what you want. I guess you getting married at 21 was a mistake. You were too young. Everyone told me that."
"Right," said Anastasia. "I never said I didn't want to be married nor did I say I didn't want my kids. I love you all. I just want some time to go out and have fun with my friends. I don't think that's too much to ask."
"It is when you're out all night doing whatever you want."
"Whatever, Mason. I'm done fighting with you. I'm over this. You're never going to trust me. You're never going to believe me so I'm done fighting and defending myself to you," she said. "Maybe it is YOU that doesn't want to be married."
"I never said that," he said.
"But you're making it seem like I don't want to be married," she said. "Is that what you want? Is that how you want it to be for us not to be married?"
"I didn't say that, Anastasia," he said. "I just feel like you don't want this life."
"Mason," she said. "I do but do you want it?"
"I do," he said. "But maybe right now we should take some time apart. You know take time to think things through?"
"What is there to think through?" she asked.
"Us and our family. What we want," he said. "That's what there is to think through."
"Whatever, Mason, so what does this mean?"
"It means I'm going to be gone for 3 weeks to go visit my parents in Wales so that gives us enough time to figure out what we want. We aren't separating we're just taking this time to think."
"Whatever, Mason. When do you leave?"
"Tomorrow," he said.
"Whatever," she said. "If this is what you think we need to do. Then whatever; are you taking the kids with you?"
"No," he said. "Only I am going to Wales."
"Right," she said, "but you can never take time off to be with us. I see how it is."
"See what? My observation? Yes, Mason, you are NEVER willing to take time off to be with your kids and your wife but we have a fight you're ready to take 3 weeks off to go to Wales to visit your family but of course you wouldn't take the kids with you."
"No you misunderstood. I am going to Wales for a week and then working for two weeks. I'm not taking three weeks off from work. Just from our marriage."
"Whatever, Mason. I didn't think we took breaks from marriage but I guess I was wrong."
"Well, look at us," he said. "I can't trust you. I will admit that. I don't trust you. I need time to really think about this and so do you."
"Again, Whatever, Mason. Do whatever you think is best for us."
"I am," he said. "I do love you, Anastasia but we need this."
"I get it," she said as she got up and walked away. "I get it," she said before she broke down crying in the hallway.
*A/N: So what did you think? Please review and thank-you for reading.