I did not sleep.I heard this man snoring for two hours straight.I went into the shower, checking that I was alright. No signs of any blood, I rubbed my tummy as I took a shower.My back ached and my head was still sore but it was my brother's wedding. I had to wear my prettiest smile and pretend that nothing happened last night.I changed into a pants and shirt, carrying my outfit with me. It was a four hour drive and we needed to leave soon.I woke Jacob up. He groaned and layed in bed. He looked at me and went back to sleep.I sat and begged him to wake up.He swore at me and I retreated.I made a cup of coffee and waited in the lounge.Half an hour later he gets into the shower. It was almost six o clock and the wedding starts at ten.I was scared to rush him, so I sat silently like a visitor on the couch.We left at six to fetch his mother.As soon as she looked at him, she asked about the scratches on his face.Immediately he lied. He said that the car had a problem and when he
Things didn't get any better. Jacob continued his daily life of showering Shontell with compliments in front of my face. I felt so ugly. The inner feeling of nothingness. I started to doubt my worth. I felt that there was something wrong with me for him to not even compliment me anymore. As my stomach got bigger, he paid less attention to me. He only communicated when he needed to be pleased.I hated having s** with him. I was already eight months pregnant and every time I did satisfy him, I had medical problems afterwards.It was gross enough that he was sleeping around, but to put me at that risk. I guess he didn't care.Some say maybe it's a s** demon.I spent my entire pregnancy sharing my husband with his mistress.He claimed they where just friends but I knew better.A year later, I really thought he would change after our son. I still had medical problems after pleading him. I know if I didn't, then I had no problems. I tried to keep him, I really tried so hard to satisfy him s
You would think that a man would devote all his time to his pregnant wife. I would think so, but this was not true.He spent more time with his work friends than he did with me.I would cook and clean, be a s** slave for him only to get infections from his dirty d***.Soon it was the day our precious baby boy would come into the world.I was excited.By the third trimester I was exhausted but happy to receive such a gift.I delivered a health 3.1kg baby boy.Jacob was ecstatic.He was so ecstatic that after the delivery he went home.He decided to work that night instead of spending it with me during visiting hours.I was lonely, while all the other moms received gifts, family and friends visiting them. I sat alone with my baby.Some friends visited me that afternoon but Jacob was a no show.He had brought his mother and mine earlier that day.He picked us up and took me to my parents home two days later.Although I was tired and weak, I cleaned up and looked after my baby. It was two
I didn't expect much from Jacob. I thought that we were still in love with each other.I thought that there was nothing wrong, although there were signs and I knew of his affairs with Shontell and many others, I chose to hold on that maybe my mind was playing games with me.Until....I opened a message from Shontell, she had screen grabbed at message from Jacob to her that said:" I don't even love my wife. I don't know why I even married her. She is a horrible person."There was more nasty things said about my, but this was what stuck in my mind forever.Now, twelve years later, those words ring in my head.2014Jacob suffered a back injury. It was a slipped disc. I took him to hospital and he was admitted. I was already pregnant for my baby girl. But his injury caused me stress. First trimester, the worst by far. He was discharged but returned with cellulitis to both his arms. He was admitted again and although I had morning sickness all day long, I still made an effort to visit
From smoking Marijuana to sneaking out at night, Jacob became more brave. He now just lazed around all day whilst I handled life. Soon I was on maternity leave and Jacob promised to handle the house, financially.He called up his step brother and made arrangements for a job.It was the most miserable days to come.Every morning, the fat old bloke would come to my house and I would have to make him coffee and breakfast.It actually started of by Jacob asking me to send coffee in a flask each and every morning.I could not understand how this had become my duty when the man had a wife and a mother.If I didn't, Jacob would curse at me. The foul language that past his lips at me was definitely something to be avoided.After almost two months of working at this job for most of the day and night, taking away precious time from our babies, Jacob was not compensated for anything. My car was a mess, he had transported dirty car parts for his step brother, with my vehicle, my gas and my time.
My baby girl was here.I stayed at my parents place for almost a week. Two weeks seemed too long to be an in-house maid. The day after the six day prayer, I left to go home with Jacob. Just like the previous pregnancy, Jacob was at home but things were not done. He rarely visited us at my mums house. I got home to cleaning up a messy house.It felt as if there was a bachelor living in this house.The rental had now increased and I was on maternity leave.With just two thirds of my salary to keep us afloat, I knew I could not just sit by and watch us go without food. Although our neighbor helped us out, we could not rely on them forever.Jacob made no attempt to look for a job. After leaving his brothers workshop he was just staying at home, living his life freely.Two weeks after delivering our baby, I applied to work part time.I was given afternoon shifts. I was still breastfeeding and that made my breasts large and swollen. The feeling of when my baby cried for milk and was hungry
I bash myself emotionally everyday, trying to figure out where I had gone wrong. What had I had done wrong to be an option in his life.As the days went on , I concentrated on my kids.Sarah,oh so strong and stubborn Sarah was now just a choice in Jacobs life.One busy summer's day,I received a call.Jacob had told me he had lost his job."victimisation was his excuse." I questioned nothing further. I believed his words. I rushed from work to give him my car so that he can apply for another job that he had said was already lined up.Little did I know the job lined up was the woman he had lost his job for.Jacob sat at home,whilst I worked and paid bills.I did not mind. I thought this phase would pass.Until he had set up a hijacking with his friends and his brother.Looking back at it now, he had done so much wrong behind my back. Things I had learned off later on in life. Like such a criminal activity ,such as hijacking,car theft which he had made many thousands from.Money that I d
Sarah closed her eyes and started to fantasize in her head. Her zodiac sign was a pisces and that made her into a creative and imaginative person. images formed in her mind and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she imagined her life being transformed for the better.But this time it was more unusual that her usual daydreams. She chose to be someone else and her image was much different. She wanted to feel free, to feel loved, to feel some sort of control in her life. And so she chose to block out the world the reality of her world.Daydream beginsI lay underneath the blanket of stars waiting for my mate. The full moon illuminated the sky. It was a sign of our full strength as wolves. My mate, Seth Rollins was the most beautiful creature I had met. The alpha, next in line to be the leader of the pack, he promised that I will always be his one and only love. I knew that he was promised to the daughter of the neighbouring pack. It was promised at birth to keep the business