The Devil Wears Lula

It was a day just like the last 4 years. He woke up, she was already awake sitting on the couch with her Lula on. The house was in shambles and she was sitting down watching tv. He shook his head in annoyance and went to start the dishes. The dishes were stacked, she was suppose to have done them two nights ago but had always put them off. Being annoyed with the mess he started to do the dishes himself. The days went by one after another all blending into one big ball of gray. The only thing that usually lit up his day was his daughters. The oldest was a little angel. She had suffered from a sickness in the womb and came out on top of it. She was a couple years old now and her terrible twos didn’t even really occur. Her baby sister who had just been born the year prior in her mom’s arms sleeping. Once he was done with the dishes he made sure to dry off his hands and play with the oldest.

Their mom didn’t really interact with them except if it was to buy them clothes to try and turn them into her clones. Just the day before she had bought two pairs of Lula pants for herself and the same two in smaller size with money that he had made that past weekend tearing up weeds in a garden and a yard for 5 hours. That was usually how it worked though he would do the side work on top of having his own income and most of the extra would be spent on her and her vices. Always wanting to shop for things she never really needed or she couldn’t really afford herself.

With everything piled up over the years he just didn’t see himself moving to the future with her so one day he decided to tell her. She didn’t take it lightly. And that’s when everything started to go down hill. She started leaving him with the kids every weekend and going off to the bigger city where she would find people that basically partied constantly. Getting to a point where she’d stay in the big city for a whole weekend and not come back unless it was to recover.

She would talk about him moving out and stating he should leave the apartment and get his own but the only reason they were in this apartment is because he was the one that qualified for it not her, so she had to be the one to leave. Of course she decided to take it upon herself to take the girls with her and he thought at that time it would be the best option. Where they lived he had no family or friends to help if he were to have kept the girls while she had a whole stable of family and friends that were willing to help her.

So time passed and she found herself a place to live. She moved out the day after and left him with basically nothing. She took most of the furniture, all of the girl’s clothes leaving him with the bear minimum for when they’d come to visit him, and left him with no beds for them. He had to find ways to get new beds for them along with new clothing. She decided to only allow him to see the girls one day every week and allowed them to stay every other weekend according to a parenting plan they had decided on together. They finished the parenting plan together and she was suppose to have turned it in to the court with the money he had given her to file them but she never did.

Finding out she had never made the parenting plan official he went and got the papers himself. Made everything the same and he ended up filing it with the courts and that made something in her mind snap. She claimed he was being a snake and that he was trying to sneak in his own rules. The parenting plan he had made was the exact same as the one they had agreed on that should’ve been filed but since he was the one that turned it into the court that’s what got her to get a little crazy.

From that day on she did any and everything she possibly could to screw his life up. She would send him the most putrid things she possibly could. Using messaging apps she would message him horrible things like the girls didn’t even love him anymore, she found them a new better daddy, and the shiner was when she would exclaim that the girls may not even be his...

This is only a little sample of the true story and if it gets enough attention I can write it in a better quality :) it hanks for reading and hope it sparks some interest