One More Night

Chapter One

 *CRASH* I jolted awake, rubbing the sleep away from my eyes. I inwardly groaned knowing perfectly what happened. I got up from my perfect slumber only to find the other side empty, as usual. 

   Walking down the hall quietly, I heard hushed whispers. A man, and a woman. "Why did you do that?! My wife can wake up any minute now! You have to leave!" My handsome husand, Jake whispered somewhat angrily. "No! I want to stay here with you, Jakey.." Some slut cooed slithering her right arm over his neck, and her left hand trailing down his perfectly defined chest. Jake seemed to fall for her little trick because he leaned towards her face and whispered, "I'll see you tonight, baby. We can go for a round two." He kissed her roughly. 

   I couldn't see this anymore. I ducked behind the wall to keep from getting caught. I heard him walk her to the door, so I tip-toed back to 'our' room and got under the covers trying to replace that scene that I just witnessed. It hurts. It hurts to know your husband cheats on you practically everyday. I feel my heart pounding loudly in my own ears, and it feels as though a heavy rock has been replaced in the pit of my stomach. I can't stand up to Jake, and confront him on what he does. I just can't. I love him. I know he loves me too, but he just doesn't know how to show me. 

   I felt the bed creak and dip a little on my side, but I dared not to move. "Baby, you awake?" He whispered just above my ear. I closed my eyes shut tightly, only to find that I had stray tears falling from them. He must've seen the tears because he grabbed me by the waist and hoised me up so I was on his chest, well my head was. He was already dressed in just his boxers, but he still reeked of that slut. I continued to let the silent tears fall, and I let out a few whimpers grasping on to him like I would never let him go. "Shh, baby, it's only a nightmare. Get back to sleep, you're okay. I'm here." He whispered sweet nothings that made me fall for him even more, and all over again. I had stopped crying and didn't make a sound for another ten minutes, when I was falling back to a peaceful slumber, I heard him whisper against my forehead, "I love you, Jane." I sighed. I love you, too. 

   Waking up to Jake laying next to me, is the best feeling in the world. He hasn't done that in a week, and I was starting to miss the feeling of his arm protectively on my waist, while his other hand is on the small of my back. With him here with me, I don't have to worry about anything. That's how he makes me feel. I don't think he's aware of that anymore. Maybe I'll plan something for us to do, so he can fall inlove with me again. I can't bear the thought of losing him. Maybe he'll stop all his sleeping around, God I hope so. 

   I moved a little, in an attept to get out of the bed to plan something, but his grip on my waist tightened ever so slightly. I quietly whispered, "Baby, I need to get up to shower, and make breakfast." He groaned, "No, stay here and cuddle with me, babe." Now he wants to? but I didn't dare say that. I don't want him angry at me so early in the morning. I took hold of his arm and slipped it off of my waist, then quickly glided towards the bathroom when I heard him shuffling around on the bed. 

   I saw how he was, he ended up laying on his stomach with his left arm sprawled agaisnt my side of the bed and his face in an adorable pout. I sighed sadly. I might seem bipolar, but I swear I'm not. It's just.. the things he does to me. Positive and negative. Positive because he still gives me butterflies when we touch, he makes me blush at his corny compliments that he gives me, he makes me laugh when he tells terrible jokes, and I can list more things but I don't want to bore you with my details. Negative because of the things he does. He goes out in the middle of the night without the least bit of interest into telling me where the hell he goes, he gets drunk then comes home with a girl, A GIRL, while I'm still here, either sleeping or even if I'm in the other room, he isn't aware that he hurts me more than he can imagine. I know he brings girls home even when I'm at work. He works, as a successful lawyer, but he doesn't need to attend at his office until it's an absolute emergency, which doesn't quite happen alot, so he's always either here alone, or he goes out to get more girls. He knows he can get anyone he wants because everyone knows who he is. He makes me out to be some horrid looking monster he locks up in our house because we barely go out together, we don't even have out weekly movie night, and it upsets me. 

   Well, after my shower, I decided to make us some scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast. My idea I came up with for Jake and I to go out is that we go out to this garden field I found one time when I was alone at home. Nobody knows I go there, but I think Jake will love it. 

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