One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 21: Crying in pain

I wish that you could see the pain that I've seen and all of the times I spent being not me. I hope you know that it's not always happy in my head 'cause I don't know the perfect road to go down. But I know I'm trying my best, I'm trying my best to be okay, I'm trying my best but every day it's so hard. And I'm holding my breath, I'm holding my breath 'till I can say all of the words I wanna say from my heart~~~

-Anton Seabra-

"Ahhh..."

I was woken up by the strange sounds that I didn't know where it came from.

Crunching my forehead, I got up and checked the time from the small alarm clock near my bed... it's 2:30 in the morning.

"Ahhh... oh, my God!"

I heard it again. I blinked repeatedly as it got louder that I was fully awake. It took me a few seconds before I finally understood what those strange sounds were and where it was coming from. It's a woman's voice... "Oh, my God, babe!"

... from my husband's room.

My heart began to beat faster with the things that came across my mind. I just hope that I was wrong. I decided to get up and walked in tiptoed to the connecting door of our rooms. Holding my breath, I put my ear near the door to confirm if what's running in my head was true. "Ohh... you're doing great babe."

And that's it! A loud gasp escaped from my lips as my tears started to fall on my face. I covered my mouth to prevent the choking sobs that bubbled in my throat,, but I failed, so I added my other hand. "H-How dare you? How d-dare and you do this to me?" I asked bitterly between my sobs.

And even though the sounds and thoughts almost made me lose my mind, I don't know but in a few seconds, I just found myself grabbing the door handle. I opened it enough, enough to see what's happening inside and what I saw broke my heart and soul into million pieces.

Two figures were both naked on the bed, groaning and panting and one of them was my husband. I don't know who the girl was, but I'm sure she's not Cherry. She has her legs spread over Luke's waist as he moved fast and hard on top of her in which she returned it with loud and noisy moans. The two were drenching on their own sweats but it seemed that it wasn't in their mind as they continued to share and bind each other's body. Now I understand what hell was he was talking about.

I closed my eyes and so the door tightly. I couldn't stand it anymore to watch him or watch them do that kind of immorality. I don't know how to explain the hurt and pain creeping in me as the scene of him on top of her kept dancing in my head. I couldn't stop the tears no matter how I tried to wipe them, it seemed like a river, streaming endlessly in my face.

How would you feel if you found out that your husband is cheating on you? It hurts, doesn't it? But how would you feel if you saw him having sex with someone right in front of your eyes? He's fucking someone in his room and he purposely doing it to hurt you?

I felt numb and I don't know how to move from my spot. I didn't know he was able to do such a thing because he wasn't the Luke I knew based on Dale's story. Yeah, he's right, I underestimated him.

the pillow and covered it to my ears, but it's useless as I

out of my head and please

tomorrow and that somehow I would forget everything

to the bathroom and sat on

on the other side and

back in time and change everything I've done. Or I wish I had a magic wand so I could make your dad love me and stop hurting me. If only then I had a magic mirror that can see or glimpse the future, I'm sure I would never have ended up here in this bathroom, sitting inside this bathtub and

but also in my heart, I didn't notice

took a step back before I could find myself opening it again. Looking in the mirror, I noticed the slight swelling of both my eyes and without thinking, I left my room and went down to the living room where I found Rory, wiping the frames placed

seen Luke?" I asked seriously that it shocked her for

h-he's in

"Thanks."

his breakfast. I looked around hoping to see the woman he was fucking last night, but I guess he's alone. "How dare you, Luke Marcuz Williams!" I shouted, taking the spoon and fork from his hands

but immediately

your problem, woman?

fucking problem, Luke Marcuz? You really

are you

it, huh? Where is she? Where is the woman you're fucking last night?" I screamed, my hands were shaking

smirked. "So how

the lump in my throat and looked him in the eyes, trying not to show him the pain

show you what I promised, sweetheart and I'll make sure you will feel the pain up to

doing this? Why do you want to make me suffer? Are you

your drama, slut!" He whispered-yelled, but his last word seemed like

call me a slut?" I

night was just the same

clenched his jaws and looked at me as if I were his prey and that he's ready to attack me at any moment, but I pretended not to be afraid. "Don't you ever use that word to me, Luke Marcuz Williams, because of all the people, you're the one who should know that I am

inches away from me as he spoke. "The hell I care! How would I know if I

you gonna kill me? Then do it! Do it so I can finally escape from the hell you're putting me

is my house and I have all the rights to do whatever I want to do without asking for your opinion! I will bring

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