WARNING: This chapter is going to be a bit... dark? Is that the word I'm going for? Meh, it works. Anyway, I won't go into detail either way because of the fact that there may be children who read this. So you guys will have to use your imagination for some of it. Enjoy!"HELP! HELP!"
I ran outside and there was a little boy outside looking panicked.
"What's wrong?!" I asked running over.
"The bus! It left without me!" He cried.
I knelt down to his level, "Shh, it's okay."
"I'm lost and I don't know how to get home!" He panicked.
"Okay, I can help you. Do you have your mom or dads phone number?"
"They wrote it down! It's in my bag!"
"Okay, get that out for me."
I got out my phone while he dug in his back and retrieved a slip of paper. I smiled as I took it from him and dialed his mother's phone number.
"What's your name sweetie?" I asked while it was ringing.
"Joshua."
"Hello? Yes hi, my name is Alyssa Hays- Smith, Alyssa Smith. I'm calling because your son Joshua has missed the bus and is lost. Yes he is safe. I heard him screaming outside and came out. It's no problem. Yes my address is 1458 Sunset Drive. Okay, you're welcome. Bye."
I hung up.
"Okay sweetie, your mom is on her way."
"Is she mad? This is the third time this week!"
"No, she is just glad you are safe!"
"It's the first week of school and I cannot get my books in my locker and make it to the bus in enough time!"
We made small talk until his mother showed up. She thanked me multiple times and got her son in the car. I smiled as I waved goodbye and stood there watching as they drove away.
...
I hope Joshua is doing okay. His mother seemed happy and relieved that he was safe. I'm glad I was near the window, who knows what would've happened...
I finished up making my eggs and walked over to the table. Anthony was away on business for the day so I had the entire house to myself. No hired help to follow me around. Although I did miss Thomas, he was so sweet and would actually have conversations with me. Unlike the other help who would avoid eye contact like I wasn't even in the same room with them. But I couldn't blame them though because they did have my parents breathing down their necks. I sat and ate alone in the backyard, glancing over the white walls every once in a while watching the cars pass by.
"Honey?"
"In the back!" I yelled.
He walked outside while I was doing my yoga routine.
"Doesn't that hurt?" He asked.
"No."
"You know, I can hire a personal trainer for you."
"No, it's fine. I can do this on my own."
"Your mother called, she'd like to remind you it's leg day?"
I groaned, "I see my schedule stays the same even if I'm not in the house."
"She just called to have me remind you."
"Thank you."
He smiled and walked away.
I groaned and headed downstairs where we changed the library into a fitness room. I was going to be the only one to use it though, I couldn't imagine Anthony ever using any kinds of machinery.
"I hate leg day." I groaned.
"ARGH!" I screamed.
"Screw this." I said getting up.
It's not like she'd know. So I decided to jump on the treadmill for a bit instead.
"Whew!"
I wiped away sweat as I got off, I ran for about half an hour straight. I stretched my arms as I walked over to the bench and grabbed my water bottle. I took a few sips before slipping my boxing gloves on.
I envisioned all the crap I've had to go through being the punching bag.
"ARGH!" I screamed.
"HE-YA!"
I didn't realize all the pent up anger I had, but punching the bag felt good. I took the gloves off and put them away before heading to the shower.
...
"I hired someone to make us dinner." Anthony said as I walked into the kitchen.
"It looks delicious." I said sitting across from him.
I took my fork and began to eat the Chicken Alfredo that was on my plate.
"How was your day?" I asked.
"It was okay, nothing you need to worry yourself over."
I'm not fragile. I snapped in my head.
"How was your day?" He asked.
"Good, I helped a little boy find his mother after he missed the bus."
"That was nice of you."
I nodded.
We went back to eating in silence. After we finished he waved the caterer over and he removed the dishes.
"Would you like to go to our room and watch a movie?" He asked.
"Sure.." I said.
Here's where your imagination needs to come into play...I laughed as the movie wrapped up, we chose a comedy and it was actually pretty funny.
"I liked the part where he gave the guy a wet willie!" Anthony said.
"Gross." I giggled.
He looked at me, and my stomach sank. He scooted closer to me.
"You are beautiful." He said.
I didn't say anything.
He kissed my forehead and put his hand on my leg.
"Anthony."
"Hmmm."
"I'm not comfortable doing this."
He ignored me and kissed my neck.
"Anthony stop."
"Honey, I want this to happen." He giggled, thinking I was just shy.
"Stop!"
He got an angry look in his eyes and grabbed me roughly.
"Anthony!" I screamed.
...
I sat in the bathroom and cried. A pregnancy test sat on the counter as I sat on the floor hugging my legs. He had this planned out, pregnancy test bought and everything. I cried into my knees and waited for the timer to go off. There was a knock on the door and my heart sank.
"...Yes?" I asked wiping my eyes.
"Is it ready?" He asked.
"Not yet."
"Okay, let me know sweetie."
There were footsteps as he walked away. The timer went off, I stared at the counter and actually prayed that it was negative. However if it was negative that meant... that meant that I would have to do that again. I picked up the test and read the screen: pregnant. I covered my mouth. I washed my face and got myself together, I wasn't going to let him see me like this. He didn't get to see me broken, I wouldn't give him that strength.
I was hesitant to do it this way, because I know it's a child friendly site... I hope it was okay that I did do it since I didn't get graphic with it.
