One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 25: Panic

~~~And should they tell you, you'll never pull through, don't hesitate, stand tall and say; 'I can make it through the rain. I can stand up once again, on my own and I know that I'm strong enough to mend. And every time I feel afraid, I hold tighter to my faith and I live one more day, and I can make it through the rain. As I live once again, and I live one more day, I can make it through the rain' ~~~

-R. Ann Go-

I spent three days and three nights in Jack's apartment without telling our maids and even my driver where I was staying. I only came home when I had to get some clothes as I used Jack's dress and sleep wears while I was staying with her.

I checked the time from my wristwatch... it's 10:30 pm. I got out of the car and swung my sling bag as I headed towards the entrance. But I didn't know Luke was furiously waiting for me in the living room. I also had no idea he was calling me the whole day as I put my phone in silent. "Where have you been?"

I gasped in shock and I accidentally closed the door with a loud 'bang'. I had to blink twice and thrice to make sure that it was really him

"Where the hell have you been all day and these fucking three days, Samantha?" He shouted again that pulled me back to my senses.

'So he's already here. He finally came from his week-long vacation.'

It was only then that I noticed the bottle of beers on the table. Whoa! What the hell was his problem? I have lived in this house for five months and I think it's only the second time I've seen him face the bottle of alcohol.

I stared at him for a few seconds before shaking my head and went towards the stairs. He's drunk and I don't have plans on talking to him.

"Where are you going?" His voice rang through my ears but I kept walking.

"Samantha!"

I pretended to be deaf and ignored him until I felt a strong hand grab my wrist.

"Ouch! What the---"

"Fucking answer me, woman! Where have you been these past three days?" He asked, his eyes showed the anger he has.

But I pulled my hand from his grip and looked at him with narrowed eyes.

it to you if I was gone

my question with another question, Samantha

Williams! And why do you care? I thought you said 'I shouldn't ask anything about your whereabouts and your personal life as you won't ask anything about mine', huh?" I noticed

oh--- the feeling of waiting to that someone until your pupils turned white!" I continued to step upstairs when

"But we're different, Samantha!"

turned to him, gritting

you're a man

a fucking

didn't care about her baby! You said it from the beginning that I wasn't allowed to ask you anything and that you will leave and go home whenever you want

longer heard his words until I reached the middle

happened to my child, Samantha, I swear..." but

baby, you will what? Tss! Have you forgotten what you're doing every other night? You're bringing a different fucking buddy without thinking about how I feel! If my damned feelings would affect the development of your child or not! So Luke Marcuz, don't act as if you're a responsible person because you're

the door to my room and a few seconds later, I heard the sound of his

from my sight. I was mad, sad, disappointed and hurt at

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I was thinking about the things that are happening between us and how it would affect our baby as she grows up. Wouldn't the way Luke treat me ever change? Do we still have a chance to be a

if came to my mind. What if I listened to Dale and Jack before, would I have ended up with this situation? What if I hadn't continued my plan that night and chosen to stay home, would I become the Samantha I am right now? But no matter how I think, it all happened in one night...and

half hours. But since my body was used to waking up early, I decided to get up and do my morning routine. And after changing my clothes, I went downstairs and to the kitchen to prepare

ma'am." She greeted me with a smile. "Do you want me to make you a glass of milk for you or

Elaine, but let me just prepare my milk so that you can continue with what you're doing. And I

She shrugged, smiling. "I'm preparing cheese and bacon--- oh,

turned around frowning when I heard the sound of something

What happened?" I asked pointing to the wooden spatula

have a bloodstain on the back of your skirt." She

"What do you mean---"

"You're bleeding, ma'am Samantha."

looked behind my skirt and there I saw a red spot of blood