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t w e n t y o n e

arranged | twenty one
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three days later...
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—JANE—

i've been home for about three days now and have tried avoiding everyone as much as possible. even grayson a little.

at night, when i'd put violet-grace to bed, i'd sleep in her nursery room with her. well, part of it was to isolate myself and part of it was from my paranoia that shawn would walk into my house and hurt her. when grayson got confused as to why i'd sleep with her i told just in case she woke up in the middle of the night and started crying. he promised he'd sleep with tonight because he didn't want to miss out on a single thing that involved spending time with our daughter.

i'm currently feeding her in the kitchen for breakfast while grayson enjoys his meal that consisted of banana pancakes.

"baby, i think you've shoved that bottle in her mouth for way too long." he comments. "you've been up all night due to her cries, have penny and piper take care of her. you need to eat, jane." he rests his hand on my forearm and i shake my head and continue to feed her. "babe," he tries to take the bottle from my hand but i jerk it away from him. "you need to stop and let penny and piper take over." his voice is gently but stern.

"no." he tries taking the bottle and i yank back. we do this once more and it flies out of my hand. he wants to argue but decides against it. he exhales deeply and looks like he's thinking of what to do. i just fall into a fit of sobs. his expression softens when he sees me like this. he takes violet-grace and hands her to penny and piper.

grayson wraps up into his embrace and i completely fall apart once more. he kisses my forehead before confronting me. "you've been avoiding me since we came home from the hospital, jane, and i need to know why. our daughter was born only days ago and you're so possessive and won't let me be around you. tell what's wrong and i can help you. please. it's not healthy, baby."

"i-i-i need to get away, g-gray." i choke out. "i can't s-stand being in this suffocating h-house, i just can't. i-i-i can't fucking b-breathe! i h-have to get a-a-away." i sob into his shirt and end up drenching it with my tears.

"you never answer my question why, jane. let me help you, let me love you, i want to be here for you."

"tough luck. i'm going to spend time with my parents." i break away from his grip and he looks sad and confused.

"what do you mean you're leaving? you just got back from giving birth to violet-grace. how can you leave me soon?" his voice cracks. "is she not my daughter or something?" he raises his voice despite breaking more and more. i stop in my tracks just as i'm about to walk up the stairs.

"of course she is, it's just—"

"then i can't and won't let you leave." he stands in front of me, not budging when i try to walk past him.

"you can and you will because quite frankly i don't care." i snap and he tears.

"i swear i'll call the cops." he threatens and i wince.

"gray..." i trail off. i'm left speechless. "you can't be—"

"serious? i can and i won't let you out of my sight."

"she's my daughter because i birthed her out of my fucking vagina!" i bark and he looks hurt. "if i want to take her with me to stay at my parents house then you can't say anything to change my mind!"

"she's my daughter because i fucking shoved my dick up your vagina! i'm the main reason why she exists!" he barks at me. "so if i want her to stay in my house then you can't say anything to change my mind!"

my lip quivers and i break out into another sob. "i wish i never married you!" i scream.

"didn't have much of a choice now did you? shit, how do you think we brought a baby into this world?! you should be thanking me!" he screams back. "goddamn, you're such a fucking bitch!"

"takes one to know one! why don't you go find yourself another bitch to tolerate your endless bitching?! why don't you find another bitch to have your kids and then start screaming like a fucking banshee at her! i'm so fucking done with your bullshit, grayson! i'm going to my parents house whether you like it or not, with my daughter!"  i push past home and penny and piper follow me to my room with violet-grace.

i pack two suitcases with everything i need and a carry-on with my essentials. i packed a bag for violet-grace, got both of us dressed, alerted george to get the car ready, and i'm currently making my way down the staircase with my daughter in my arms.

asher is carrying my bags and as i'm about to walk out, someone pulls me back gently. i look and see grayson with a puffy face and bloodshot eyes. this nearly tugs at my heartstrings. i hate seeing him cry.

"i'm sorry." he croaks. "please, just come back soon. i miss you guys already."

i open my mouth to speak but my tongue is dry. i gulp and proceed to speak once more. "it's not you, i promise. i just," i sigh, "i really need to get away for a bit." i pause. "and i'm really sorry about what i said. i don't ever want to argue like that with you ever again. i don't know what got into me. i love you."

"i love you most." he kisses my cheek and turns down to our smiling babygirl. "i'm gonna miss you, babygirl. be good for your mommy, she loves you. but between you and me, grace, i love you more because you're my little girl." he kisses her forehead firmly before letting go and returning his gaze to mine.

it's not long before he kisses my lips passionately before backing away. "stay safe, you two. i'll miss you." is what he says last before we — me and violet-grace — walk out and into the black range rover waiting for us.

without hesitation, george pulls out of the driveway and begins the half hour journey to my parents house.

i hate how shawn has to control my life. he will pay for this emotional and mental abuse he's caused me.

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