Chapter 14: C14

MARIES POV.

I survived for a Brief moment but unfailingly both the doors lock, hearing her ask again puts me in a tight position.

She hits me, dealing a strong blow to my face. She had always been strong but this time something seems to be strange.

I whine from the pain but that doesn't stop her as she hits me again in the face with the same spit as it begins to sting gradually.

"would you speak now or you'd keep shut about it!" she asks, I seal my lips tight with zero Intention of telling her who the father is, besides what does it matter if she knows?

She would do nothing other than yell again, throw fits, and call me a loser if by chance she loved me which I do not think is even going to happen, not in the slightest manner.

It's much worse than her not believing, she would call me a hoe and keep fussing about without cause.

I do not think that would be a sensible choice to make, I'd rather stick to my long silence.

"I'm much more bothered, I'm at let's do it this way, I won't but you again, all you have to do is tell me the truth, I'll find a way around this I promise," she says to me,

I've never believed Sarah had a voice as I'll and calm as this, all her life she had always been loud and scary but her speaking to me in this soothing manner really does convince me.

Why is she so invested in knowing who the father I, after all, it is my build and my hide to take, it's not more she would walk up to the Father and demand he takes his child

She had no interest in my affairs until today so what had changed in this little frame of time?

"I won't, I promise you can choose to believe me or not, I believe it's better I hear those words come from you myself," she says once again, this time she moved close to me.

Slowly she raises her hands and cups mine in them, I freeze Instantly, cease my best not wanting to infuriate her.

I had never gotten a touch or feel of rashes skin apart from the constant slaps and kicks.

"you see, you are beautiful and you should not smack your petty face about it, it will heal in the meantime, but then many more guys could have you with a don't want it?

I nod slowly to her question unsure of where she is headed with these little curiosity and sweet talks by hers.

"We don't want that happening do we?" She asks I cease making my blog cease its circulation once again, she nicely threatens me and she remains calm about it, wanting to act but then he's keeping herself on a tight leash and restraint.

Why she does this is what I do not know, I summon up all courage I have knowing well I could be beaten way more than a pulp and probably to death at this very moment but then again I can't keep up with her madness anymore.

"I'm sorry, I hate being beaten as well and I would have told you about it already but it's not something I can say" I sat alone hard after speaking unsure if she would retaliate to it but to my greatest shock she didn't say a word.

All she does is stare at me with a sort of look. In her eyes, it glinted, something I can hardly explain.

"So you can tell me you have zero idea of who the father is? She asks if I've more to win a cool tone, it's better having a cool and certain talk with her while she remains calm although I can't tell how much to get this would last.

I don't see it happening in a way that is so great, but then again I'm scared as to what I would say, one wrong word and that would be the end of it, the end of her calmness and this licence she probably feigned would come to an end as well.

"I know who he is but I'm sorry I can't tell you, I can't let you know who he is, I mean to the truth to you but I could not, I don't know who you would reach which is why I kept it away from you, I found out recently as well and the father is not the bat picture to be fitted in art he moment," I say to her.

"oh," that was all she said she didn't say anything more but pulled away from me.

Her face is much whiter than mine at the moment, white like she had been freezing all day. I wonder why she is screaming out more than I am. I see no reason why she should be affected by my pregnancy.

The Sarah I had known for years would take so much joy in knowing I had ended up this way so she acted ok ng like they simply threw me off the grid.

"Why are you keen on knowing his father?"I ask, although with much muttering and few stutters, scared that she might act out once again as I had begun to love having this type of plain conversation with her.

"Why I what?" Would you come again?" she asks once her voice is getting all aggressive. I love away from her slowly knowing I had flipped the wrong switch once again.

"let's do it his way, you tell me who the father of this thing is and I promise to help you get rid of it," she says with a cool time Ice again, her hands still wrapped around mine as she stares deep into my orbs offering me the one time deal I had been searching for.

I swallow hard thinking of the best decision to make at a point like this.

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