Chase (Resisting Love #1)(56)
“How did he know it was yours? Didn’t you have an open relationship?” she asks quietly.
“Is that what he told you? Yes, he had an open relationship. I couldn’t make him commit to more than that. But that doesn’t mean I was allowed to be with anyone but him, you know Chase, he can be possessive like that. I lost her. My baby. I had a miscarriage, at five months.” It still hurts talking about this sometimes.
“I’m sorry,” she says quietly.
“No you’re not,” I sneer, “And that’s not why I’m here, for your pity. I’m here to tell you that he will never fully let go of me, because we went through so much together, losing our little girl. We will always have something that you will never be able to erase. When I went to his office today, we were reconciling. As you could see. He told me he doesn’t even want children anymore, since losing our child hurt that much.”
My works done, I walk out. Chase may be mad at first, but he will get over it. He needs a strong woman like me.
I’m in bed, when I hear a knock on my door. I look at the clock, right on time. I’m not wearing anything, just my robe. I open the door and invite him in.
“I knew you would come to me, honey.” I smile, opening my robe a bit, so he can see what he’s been missing. Suddenly I’m up against the wall. Ooh, foreplay, my favorite. But when I look up at his face, I flinch at the coldness in his eyes. His lips are pursed together, and he is so intense in his fury. A whimper escapes my throat.
“You f*cking bitch. Why can’t you leave me alone? How dare you say that shit to Layla, that wasn’t your f*cking business Aubrey,” he spits out.
“Honey, I only told her the truth,” I say shakily.
“What truth would that be, huh? That we’re reconciling? That sure as f*ck ain’t happening.” He sneers.
“Honey…” I’m cut off.
“Stop f*cking calling me that. I’m not your honey.” His hold is starting to hurt.
“Let go, you’re hurting me.” I plead.
“I’ll let you go when I’m done talking. As of now, you don’t exist to me. I’m going to get her back. I’m going to marry her. And yes, one day have children with her,” he growls.
“You said you would never have children after what happened to Lilly.” I whisper out.
“I was grieving when I said that.” He yells at me. “Layla is it for me. She’s everything I want. She has my heart, my respect, my love. Something you never had. I am done playing nice with you, Aubrey, I’m done placating you. The next time you come around, I won’t be so nice about it. Stay out of my f*cking life.”
Well, that hurts.
He lets me go, and storms to the door, leaving, slamming the door behind him.
Chapter Thirty One
Four days later
I bought a new phone and I text Nikki and my parents, giving them my new number and telling them I am fine. Here I am, a couple days after my heart was crushed, holed up in some random motel, lying down in bed feeling sorry for myself. I’m listening to Passenger-‘let her go’ on repeat on my iPod.
Only hate the road when you're missing home Only know you love her when you let her go And you let her go...
I know I am going to have to go back and face him. All my things are there. But I needed time to think. It’s not just me to think about anymore. I glance down at my stomach. I have to think of my baby.
My period had been a week late, but that wasn’t too unusual for me. So I waited an extra week before I started to worry. The day I saw Chase kissing Aubrey, I had just done a pregnancy test that morning. It was positive. And Aubrey had perfect timing. I was already feeling vulnerable before she sprung all that on me. Chase doesn’t have my new phone number, but he’s been emailing me nonstop. I haven’t read any of them. My phone rings with Nikki’s ring tone ‘About a girl’ by Nirvana.
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Chase
Nikki is standing in my kitchen, surrounded by myself, Kade and James. We are all staring at her, as she dials Layla’s number. She hands me over the phone, and my hand is shaking. It took about an hour or two of convincing her to do this, as she felt like she was betraying Layla. Layla had only given her new number to her parents and Nikki, no one else. We convinced her that Layla was over reacting, and that she needs to get her ass home. Kade pulled her into the room and had a chat with her, and she somehow relented. Fuck, I needed my woman home. I was over this shit. I’m f*cking miserable without her. I explained to Nikki about the kiss. Aubrey is pulling out all the stops to keep Layla away from me. Manipulative little bitch.
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Layla
“Hey Nikki,” I greet tiredly.
“Layla, don’t hang up!” Chase says in a hard voice.
“Nikki’s so dead,” I say irritably.
“Layla, let me f*cking explain. I deserve that at least. Which motel are you at? I’ll come and get you. Please, Layla,” he begs, hurt leaking through his voice.
“You don’t deserve anything, Chase. But don’t worry, I’m coming home tomorrow; I need to pick up my things. It would be considerate if you made sure you weren’t home.” I say bitterly.