Chapter 8

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4 Days later

Today was raw. No one has the slightless clue that I'm here tonight. Only 4 people know and one of those 4 is Dean. I have not really spoken to him since our encounter. These past few days he called meor texted me but I ignored them all. I don't know what I was thinking of coming back for. The kids are okay at home but my gut tells me something is wrong. When I have called Isa she sounded strange or she was always in a hurry for something. I trust my daughter completely and love her but something is wrong. I wanna fly back home but I already made a commitment tobe here tonight. I miss my kids dearly but I hope they are okay.

Isa's pov

It has been four days since mom left and has been calling numerous times. I get she is worried but I have everything under control. I know she knows something is up here but I don't wanna tell her. Everytime she talks to my little siblings I make sure they don't say anything to her about Jake being here. I know tyhye shouldn't lie but its to keep them safe.

Right now I was in school. Jake only has this week before he has to go back to his school. I was feeling a little relief he would be gone but sad at the same time knowing those kids will begin to bug me again.

Right now I was currently in my last class. I wasn't really laying any attention to the lecture until I heard the bell ring. Everyone was leaing but I stayed behind just so Jake wouldn't take me home just yet. He's always making sure I'm by his side at all time and he makes me feel like an object and not a person. He has be making me do the dirty with him more than once a day. Even when my little siblings are at home. Good thing they haven't walked in on us yet.

Me being just 13 makes me feel really dirty about the whole thing knowing he is older and is making me do it with him. I won't lie about it being good but I just didn't want it to come this early. I fear of getting pregnannt or infected with something. Everytime I have asked Jake if he is using protection he says yes but I fear he isn't. I'm not even on the pill so it makes it worse knowing the possiblilites that can occur.

After staying inside the classroom for about half and hour I go outside. Luckliy for me the teacher didn't mind since I was pretending to be doing the homework he assigned us.c

Walking out of the school I see Jake with another girl. She had redish brown hair and was about the same height as him. Thye were both making out. I was in shock and sort of jealous. He has a girlfriend but claims I'm his. I instanlty took a photo of him kissing her and even recorded it to use it against him. He has two of us but the other doesn't know. I just leave right after hoping he wouldn't see me. I mean they were having a heated make out session in the school parking lot.

35 mintues later

Walking home wasn't that bad. I felt relief for once and it felt good walking home like I use too. When I got home my siblings were arriving. I mean there bus is always on time in leaving them back home which is good.

"Hey little nes how was school." I ask them as I reach them.

"Good and when is mom coming home?" Johnny asked.

"I'm not sure little guy. Mom should be back soon." I say.

"We miss her. She promised not to go back and she still did." Mayra asked.

"I know sweetie but she misses wrestling." I said lying.

"Why couldn't we go with her. She always let us go with her." Mayra says.

"She wants us to have a normal life little one. So now let's go inside and tell the babysitter for Scottie that she can go home." I said.

We walk into the house and pay out babysitter who sometimes watches us for a little while but then leave. As she left I checked on little Scottie.he was sleeping like an angel. I put my things in my room and then go back downstairs to make some dinner. As I enter the kitchen someone knocks the front door. I know i shouldn't open the door but I checked who it was. It was Jake??? Why would he knock, he usually just enters through my window. I open the door and he looks angry.

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