One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 20: Crying baby

I should have known I'd leave alone just goes to show. The blood you bleed it's just the blood you owe. We were pair but I saw you there, too much to bear. You were my life but life is far away from fair. Was I stupid to love you? Was I reckless to help? Was it obvious to everybody else that I've fallen for a lie?~~~~

-Nightcore-

And when the night came, I wasn't really felt surprised when I found him in the living room. There were 4... 5... 6... bottles of beer on the center table and 4 of them were open and I'm sure already empty.

I tried to calm my nerves that it feels like getting nervous and nervous as I took my steps towards the stairs. My plan was to ignore him or pretend not to see him as I was afraid of what would come out of his mouth again.

My stomach growled, indicating that my baby is now hungry. I didn't have a snack this afternoon as I wasn't in the mood to eat, but I think I would rather be more hungry than walk past him and start a conversation with him... if it's really can call a conversation and not a fight... or maybe I would just sneak into the kitchen if he's already asleep.

But I guess it wasn't my lucky day as my name roared throughout the living room before I could even reach the stairs.

"Samantha!"

'Oh, Goodness!' I uttered in shock and turned around slowly. But I didn't look at him as I chose to stare at the artificial plants that placed next to the couch.

"Do you have anything to say?" I asked still not looking at him. My heartbeat started to race when he took his steps towards me.

"Look at me!"

a yell but still,

fucking look

decided to look at him as he stopped and left only one-foot distance

you tell my parents that I

known the truth that it was Rory and Elaine who informed our parents) "...they asked where you are and I said

gulped as I noticed

me your whereabouts because you said I'm not your mother." "Then why didn't you just

breathe. He's drunk. You don't have to answer him.' I murmured in

leave, but he instantly grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him. I bumped into his chest and I again

head to hide the redness that crept into

"Tss!" He sneered.

again. You won't push me or pull me like that again, I'm sure

to

He suddenly lost for words. "Now, if you'll excuse me I want to go to my room and

things that happen between us in this house? Why did you fucking tell them that I'm not staying here? Why the hell did you that?" "Because I want you to stay here! I want to see you every day and even though you're ignoring me, you're always yelling at me, I still want to have at least a short conversation with you. I understand that you couldn't take to see my face and I'm sorry, but I'm not asking these things for myself but for

Why am I such like

giving me at least a small part of his sympathy, no--- because he just laughed

would fall into your drama? Come on, Samantha, come up with a nicer line next time and make your tears believable. You know what, it really pleased me seeing you cry and suffer because