A Little Sane

Chapter 63

Trigger warning. Self harm, violent language, alarming situations. ⚠️

"I'm tired."

Jerome laughed as he saw his wife's beautiful tired smile.

"I'm with you doll face."

Mercedes suddenly felt her stomach turn. She took in deep breaths trying to calm it. Jerome noticed her strain.

"Mercedes are you okay?"

Mercedes nodded.

"It's.. Nothing. I'm fine."

She wasn't fine at all. She couldn't hold it off. She ran straight to their bathroom for the toilet. She finally finished vomiting and set back. She looked towards the bathroom door and noticed Jerome leaning against the door frame. His expression was hurt and showed anger. Mercedes pulled herself to her feet. Jerome shook his head and huffed before he starting cackling with maniacal laughter. He turned to walk into the bedroom. Mercedes flushed the toilet and followed him.

"Jerome..."

He quickly turned around angry.

"You're fucking pregnant! And with his  goddamn kid! We haven't fucked in weeks! How long have you fucking known?!"

Mercedes reached for his cheek.

"Jerome.. Please.."

He gripped her wrist and held it away from his face. His grip was tight, but not harshly tight.

"How fucking long?!"

Mercedes sighed. She took in a deep breath.

"A while..."

Jerome let go of her wrist and backed away shocked and hurt. Mercedes stepped forward.

"Please let me explain.. My period was as late, but I wasn't sure.. I wanted to make sure first and come figure out my decision before I told you.. I was planning on telling you just not like this.."

Jerome narrowed his eyes.

"What fucking decision?!"

Mercedes backed away hurt. She shook her head.

"Jerome... It's an innocent child..."

Jerome laughed and then glared at her angrily.

"You aren't seriously considering keeping this fucking child!"

Mercedes stepped forward feeling more hurt.

"I'm not considering it, I'm keeping my baby. "

Jerome clenched his fists.

"Are you fucking serious right now?!"

"Jerome it's an innocent child! This child is mine! I have a right to keep my child and raise them!"

Jerome did the only thing he would do instead of lunging forward. He punched hole number thirty into the bedroom wall.

"But that's also his baby!"

Mercedes stepped forward angry.

"I don't fucking care!"

Jerome laughed and shook his head.

"Oh, yes you do! It's his child! He'll be apart of something with you! You're about to start a family with him! It may not be an official one and it may be weird because of your other kids and me, but it's a family! It's a fucking inbred baby! You fucking love him! You're attacked to him!"