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.

to you if I was gone for three

answer my question with

life as you won't ask anything about mine', huh?" I noticed how he clenched his jaws and tightened his grip on the bottle... but I

answer and oh--- the feeling of waiting to that

"But we're different, Samantha!"

him, gritting my

because you're a man

you're a

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 without asking for my

until I reached the middle of

child, Samantha, I swear..."

how I feel! If my damned feelings would affect the development of your child or not! So Luke Marcuz, don't

I didn't dare to go back and look for what happened. I closed the door to my room and a few seconds later, I heard

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

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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

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

am, which means I only slept two and a half hours.

greeted me with a smile. "Do you want me to make you a glass of milk for you or do you

I think I want fresh cold milk than a hot

smiling. "I'm preparing cheese and bacon---

when I heard the sound of something dropped on the

asked pointing to the wooden spatula near her

a bloodstain on the back of your skirt." She

"What do you mean---"

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

understand what she was talking about, I looked behind my skirt and there I saw a red spot of blood that the size of