Treasure

Chapter 4

Phoenix

Wyatt's promises only lasted for a few weeks after I came home. I stayed at Amanda's for a week, she let me make my choice to stay with Wyatt or leave him. She said she would support me either way, but she did not think it was a smart choice but regardless she told me it was my choice. I knew deep down it was a stupid choice, to go back with him. But I wanted to give my child a chance at happiness with a happy family, unlike me who was left at a fire station I was an orphan. Until my adoptive grandmother Anna adopted me, and did that woman have her work cut out for her. I was a seven-year-old with a lot of hate and anger in my little body that I fought her on everything, but Grandma Anna had the patience of a saint.

Anyway, back to Wyatt not keeping his promise to change he went back to his old ways. The drinking, the using drugs, the rough sex, and the beatings. He would avoid hitting my stomach but regardless he would leave me there on the floor unconscious but the next morning when he was not high or drunk. He would bring me to bed and clean me up and lay with his head at my stomach and apologize to our baby and promise he would do better while I pretended to be asleep. I let him have this time with our child because he did not know that I was saving money so we could leave. These few moments I was giving him would all he were be allowed to have.

At least I thought I thought we would be able to leave. At eighteen weeks, right after I found out by myself that we were having a little girl. Wyatt was too busy "hanging with my friends" to bother to come to my ultrasound appointment, he sounded like a teenager when he said that. In a way I was glad he was because the doctor saw the bruises on my body and asked if I needed help. I told her; we would be safe soon but how wrong was I.

After the appointment I went to Amanda's to show her the sonogram picture and to tell her that I was having a girl and her name. I decided to name her Arabella Ann Knight, I decided to name her after my adoptive grandmother Anna who welcomed me with open arms even though I was a little shit and her friend Arabelle who loved me like I was her granddaughter. I spent an hour with Amanda before heading home to go cook dinner, I figured Wyatt would not be home for a few more hours. Usually when he "hangs with his friends" he does not come home until after midnight.

Wyatt was home when I got home, and he was pissed. "Where the hell where you?" He asks me. I did not even make it to the kitchen which was on the second floor. I could smell the bourbon on his breath, and as he marched up to me, he was swaying a bit on his feet.

"I had my doctor's appointment and then I went to Amanda's to show her the sonogram picture. I figured you would be home later since you were spending time together with your friends." He slaps me across my face, he slapped me so hard my face turns in the other direction. "Don't lie I know you were with your other lover, am I not enough?"

"What are you talking about? I do not have a lover. I have never cheated on you. The thought has never crossed my mind." He punches me in my nose, "Bullshit. Stop fucking lying to me." I rub my hand under my nose, I do not have to look down at my hand. I can feel the blood on my hand.

"Wyatt, why would I come back after I left to come back just to cheat on you?" I ask him and at that point he completely loses it. He grabs me by the throat and pushes me against the wall. "You are my wife! Mine! You will never be with anyone else. No one else will want an unwanted ugly orphan like yourself. You should be more than appreciative that I took a chance on you." And with his other hand he punches my stomach, I was trying to not fight him back because that usually riles him up. But once he landed a hand on my stomach, I fought back with everything I had. I started kicking at him and trying to pull his hand off my throat.

"Quit fighting. I am trying to kill your lover's child." Tears are just falling down my cheeks, I am fighting back, doing everything I can to save my baby. I am finally able to knee his balls. He lets go of me and grabs himself.