One Day *Sequel to Behind Closed doors*

1.

Skylar's Pov

I sit here and hysterically cry, I cry every night from the time he leaves for "work" till he returns.

I'm sitting at the kitchen island, while Bailey sleeps, sipping on my warm tea. It would be alcohol but I can't drink that, in fear of harming the beautiful 7 month human inside my belly.

I look down and rub my belly as I feel Jayden kick. He always knows how to brighten my day, it's like he knows what's happening and knows just what to do to put a smile on my face.

"I can't wait to see you Jayden! I can already tell your gonna be a mommas boy..." I smile as I look up, my eyes fixating on the clock.

It's almost 9 and Ethan usually doesn't come home till 11. He use to always be around especially when we first found out I was pregnant but now he's barely ever around.

Just the thought of being pregnant shocks me, I'm only 19 and I have a two year old with one on the way. People might say I'm to young but being a mother is one of the greatest things to ever happen to me, other than falling in love with Grayson...

I miss him so much and I know he would of been a great dad to Bailey. I just wish he was here to personally watch his daughter grow up.

I stand up and wipe my eyes, not wanting to cry anymore. It puts to much stress on Jayden and I don't want that. I put my glass in the sink and waddle my way upstairs.

I quietly peek into Baileys room seeing her sound asleep. I slowly shut her door the whole way and walk across the hall to me and Ethan's room.

I shut the door and turn on the light, making my way to the dresser. I slip out of my clothes and through on a big shirt with some shorts. I walk into our bathroom and through my dirty clothes in the hamper.

I stopped once I saw myself in the full body mirror. I smile at my baby bump, realizing Jayden will soon be here, with me, in my arms.

I only have to wait two more months. I walked to the sink and brushed my teeth.

I walked out turning off the light, making my way to our bed. I slowly sat down on the edge, trying to catch my breath. Being pregnant really takes a lot out of you!

I looked at my night stand, starring at a picture of me and Ethan. It was a picture of us right after he proposed, I remember that day like it was yesterday.

I bet Ethan doesn't, sometimes I don't even think he remembers me...

My head shot up to the sound of a door slamming. I heard his footsteps trail up the stairs, sliding slowly across the floor, making it seem like he dreads being here.

He walks into the room shutting the door behind him. He's wearing a white button up with dark dress pants while he's carrying his jacket. He hastily throughs his jacket on the bed along with his keys and wallet.

I stood up smiling at him, while he doesn't even acknowledge my presence. He looks at me, letting me take in his appearance. His hair was messy along with his clothes. He had bags under his eyes while he slouched, making his posture look hasty.

Perfume and alcohol filled my nostrils and my smile instantly faded. My gaze was brought down to the lipstick on the collar of his shirt, making the bruises on his neck stand out.

I quickly blinked the tears away and tried my best to make my smile believable.

"How was your day honey...?" I smiled at him, finally getting his attention. He didn't even smile, nor did he remotely react to my question.

"Skylar I had a long day and I'm not in the mood to be interrogated by you!" His voice rose while I flinched at his harsh tone.

"Well I was just asking how your day went Ethan..."

"SKYLAR, I SAID IM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR YOUR BULLSHIT!" I jolted at his tone and felt tears brim my eyes. Why was he acting like this, I didn't do anything wrong?

"You know what, I'm out of here..." he grabbed his jacket, wallet and keys off the bed and stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut.

I jumped at the loud noise, making the tears in my eyes fall. Soon I hear Bailey crying indicating she woke up.

I quickly made my way into her room and over to her crib. I picked her up and sat in the rocking chair.

I rocked her back and forth as I hushed her crying, in attempt of soothing her. Soon enough she stopped crying and fell back asleep.

I carefully laid her back in her crib, covering her with her white blanket and laying her stuffed elephant beside her.

I walked out of her room, quietly shutting her door and walking back into my room.

I slowly made my way to our bed and sat down. I felt my cheeks stain with wet, hot tears. I don't know what I did to make him so distant and angry with me...

Hopefully.... one day, everything will be back to normal...