One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 16: Living in hell

~~~When people all stare, I'll pretend that I don't hear them talk. Whenever I see you, I'll swallow my pride and bite my tongue. Pretend I'm okay with it all, act like there's nothing wrong. Is it over yet? Can I open my eyes? Is this as hard as it gets? Is this what it feels like to really cry?~~~

-Kelley Clarkson-

One month later...

Living in a different house without my parents, especially my mom has been so difficult. It was strange, not to mention the fact that I'm living with my so-called husband, who seemed like a total stranger to me. He leaves the house in the morning when I was still asleep and goes back at night when I'm already asleep. I know he's doing it on purpose.

I barely saw him every day except one time I waited for him and he came home drunk. I was so excited that night that I decided to cook for his dinner. But disappointment washed over me when he just pushed the plate away from him and put the cover on. He then asked our maid Rory to cook him for new dinner as he won't eat the food I made for him.

I cried all night and almost didn't sleep, but I still managed to wake up early and cook breakfast for him.

"Ohh, Sam, he's already left for school," Rory told me with a reaction I couldn't paint. Sadness, disappointment, pity.

"Did he?"

She nodded and walked over to me before patting my shoulders.

He always does it every morning--- every day... but why couldn't I get used to it?

"Okay, can you just pack 2 pieces of sandwiches? I'll just bring it to my best friend."

"Sure. Do you want me to pack the apple juice too?"

"No, water would be fine."

She nodded, smiling and I went back upstairs to my room. It's our final exams today so I must get ready for the long school hours--- and of course for the different stares of my schoolmates, classmates and those who pretended to be my friends, but I didn't know they were only waiting for me to make a huge mistake so they can pull me down.

I sighed.

Well, I admit, it has not been so easy to take and handle the words I have received since the news about my pregnant spread throughout the campus. They called me different names like whore, slut, prostitute, call girl, sex worker and some names that I've already forgotten. But if there's something good came up after everything that happened, it was that I became closer to my parents and to Dale.

They always got my back, especially my best friend. She's the only person to whom I've shared everything that happens between me and my husband.

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passed so quickly that I hadn't noticed

things to the locker area, I found Jack waiting

when she helped me put my

had a

in Dean Scott

walking to the

did he

he just invited me to attend his

Don't tell me you

course, not. Can't you see I'm

I think I can't go with you to the clinic tomorrow,

it's okay, Jack. Honestly, I appreciate your help and I understand

you know I love to come with you every time you're having your monthly check-up, but I promise that after I

just try to ask Luke to come with me

she forced a smile. "Well,

first ultrasound test and I'm so excited to know the gender of my baby," I

Luke would agree to come with me the next day. He's still not home when I arrived, which I've been used to since we got married. Bringing

wall clock hanging on the wall and I couldn't help but sigh. It's 8:00 o'clock in the evening and he usually comes home by 10:00, so that means I still have to

I glanced again at the wall clock that showed 10:15 pm. I've already got my second refill of juice and I've already used the bathroom for the fifth time, but I still can't hear

car entering the gate and parked in the garage. I immediately got up and blew an air repeatedly to calm my

doing here and why are you still awake?" He asked me the moment

wanna

been mixed with alcohol again, but I uttered a silent 'thank God' when I smelled nothing but his pure cologne and his

don't have time for your dramas, so you'd better

past me and I ran to reach his pace before he could go

a question and I gulped when he turned around. "My doctor said

cut me off just to say those two short words and then

"But Luke---"

glance when he spoke. It's

everything to make a sleep... I wish I could drink a coffee or could

I left my room at 7:30 and went directly in front of Luke's bedroom. I was about to knock

on glancing at my wristwatch and counting from 1 to 100 and back, but I still couldn't hear his familiar footsteps coming down the

an appointment with your doctor today?" I