SINGLE MOM.
chapter 12's
...Author point of view....
Troy was still in his place, he clenched his hands together. Jessie stood firm with a slightly puffed up chest, indicating that she was actually challenging Troy to tell her the truth.
Troy closed his eyes at a glance, he raised his fist which gradually began to open, Jessie gulped his saliva roughly, as Troy's palm cupped his small wrist.
“I can explain it. But not with you being emotional, Jessie.” Troy said very slowly, with a heavy tone.
Jessie pulled her wrist off, she carried her body backwards, to separate the distance between herself and Troy very close, just now. Jessie threw away her gaze, then she moved back, and crossed her hands in front of her chest.
His clothes were damp, making Jessie feel cold, Troy sighed heavily, he moved both muscles of his hands to take off the suit he was wearing.
Troy moved his hand, carrying both exposed suits on his middle side, ready to cover Jessie's shoulders. However, Jessie immediately dodged. He turned around, and..
“This desire means nothing compared to the pain of your presence Troy.” Jessie held her breath
“For God's sake, even if I could have a request now, I would pray to god, to immediately uproot your life now.” Jessie said sharply, successfully making Troy's chest tight instantly. Like there are thousands of needles that stab him to the heart.
The words of the woman he still loved so much to this day made him sick. The woman who managed to make him hurt his own ex-wife, Efsun. The woman who has ravaged her heart, her soul, her mind. Five years early was a very difficult road for Troy. Caring for the baby alone, without the pale Efsun at the time still hating him.
Jessie bit her lower lip deeply, her eyes are currently unable to accept the fact that she failed to become a mother to her even-year-old son.
“To see you alone I reluctantly Troy.” his chest is very tight, really very tight. Please anyone, give Jessie a big air to breathe out loud.
Jessie completely lost half her life, Jessie laughed at fate that was too playful of her life. Jessie is too innocent to look back, that in her past, she herself once aborted her fetus.
Is this a punishment for me?'
Her ears buzzed, Jessie asked her inner tightness, Jessie frowned her thinking hard. Jessie's really limp. So limp. Wanted to die, in that time too.
“I'd rather see hell though, than have to see a fucker like you Troy.” shudder Jessie's lips saying that. It sounded very dark, evil, and heavy at the same time.
Troy opened his lips to call Jessie's name, but only opened for a moment, Jessie immediately uttered a sentence, which again made Troy silent.
“Your mouth does not deserve to say my name. Name the mother of Lauryn and Nessi who had cared for and conceived her alone, when she was estranged from her own family and stamped on a very aggressive bitch. Even when they think of me as an unlucky carrier, and as a disgrace from my own family I accept. It was because of the existence of the child I was carrying.” Jessie said tight and began to falter.
Her tears fell, unable to hold.
His pride is ruined.
Heart's fucked.
Mind empty.
He only knew that only one child he had.
“Jes—”
Brucks.
darkened.
Jessie's body collapsed, decaying onto the cold floor, a floor that Troy could have stepped on when he had become successful and wealthy. Troy remembered many memories of the past, which he should not have remembered.
A lot of things he has got, a lot of hard work that he has gone through, a lot of people who have known him with a look of admiration and charisma, but Troy will still be a bastard.
In Jessie's eyes.
Eyes of the biological mother of her two children.
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Jessie's body lifted lightly, as if it had no weight, Troy immediately lowered it on a mattress, with a different room. Troy squeezes Jessie's cold palms, then switches to rubbing Jessie's very pale cheeks.
Troy was sitting on the bedside of the same hotel, where his son is also resting now. Troy brought Jessie's hand to her lips, but when she wanted to kiss him, Jessie's words again ringed in her ear.
“Your mouth does not deserve to say my name, the name of the mother of Lauryn and Nessie.”
Digging that sentence, making Troy immediately undo his intentions. Troy closed his eyes tightly. Her lips were thin and sexy, tightly clenched. As if the pain that Jessie was feeling, follow her.
“A-”
Troy's throat was blocked. He can't say anything, it's very heavy, it's really heavy. Troy's back pushed forward. Troy's face lowered deeply into Jessie's chest. His forehead clings tightly to Jessie's heart. His face was shaking from a cry.
The cry that Troy had endured for years. A cry of regret, and an apology. A long cry began to make a sound, making Jessie's consciousness that had been lost, now began to open her eyes.
“I've tried my best. As much as possible to be. Good dad s-honey. Whatever I give to Nessie. Me, I want to ease your burden. Your burden as a woman. Very woman, ” Troy's head shook, his eyes wet, his,
“Yang I love very much.”
Troy immediately lifted his face, he turned his back that was accustomed to strapping, but it was decaying like a boy, who was taking refuge against his lover.
...Author point of view....
