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Our Happy Home Part 2

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After she was gone, I brought him some baked chicken marinated in lemon sauce and mushroom soup. He didn't even take the beautiful silver platter I had spent my last fifty dollars to bring him the chicken. Since I am carrying his child, I guess he figured that I would need it more than him.

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"I know you scratched Bailey's car."
So that was her name, huh? Well he wouldn't have to worry about Bailey anymore.
"What's the big deal?" I asked innocently as I pushed my way into his house.
He was much skinnier than I was and his body finally gave way. He stumbled backwards but regained his balance. I sat the platter down and looked around.
"Boy, I've got a lot of work to do, huh? I had to do all the cleaning when you're at work! You simply mess up the house when you get back from work, don’t you?"
I started picking up his dirty clothes that were strewn all over the place. I would wash them tomorrow. He just stood there looking amazed. I guess he couldn't believe a woman would actually do this for him. I could guarantee Bailey wouldn't do it. "You're crazy!" He said, shaking his head.
"I know. I do all the cleaning and all you do is mess it up."
I shook my head and continued cleaning.
"You got to go." He said grabbing my arm.

"Oh come on." I said still picking up trash.
"I'll get my stuff later on. Right now, I need to clean because I am not bringing my stuff over here to this junky house."
"Your stuff?"
"Don't worry. I don't have much. However, when the baby gets here, we will need a yard sale to make some room."
That's when he grabbed me by both arms and made me look at him. He better not come with that 'not wanting commitment' stuff, especially now that I am pregnant.
"You are not moving in here. There is no baby! You need to go home before I call the police."
I shook my head. Now I know what this is all about.
"Don't worry about Bailey's car. I'll go back to work until my maternity leave so we'll be able to pay for it."
Then, he started shaking me. I was scared for our baby. I knew he would never hurt us on purpose, but I had to make him stop. Therefore, I shoved him hard.
"Stop! You're going to hurt the baby."

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He fell backwards and his head hit the edge of the kitchen table hard. I didn't know exactly how bad it was until I saw blood on the edge of the table and on the floor around his head. I ran to the bathroom and came back with a clean wet wash cloth and a large towel to wrap around his head. When I went back into the kitchen, he was still lying at the same spot. There was even more blood than before. I pressed the cloth on the exact spot that was bleeding and wrapped the big towel over it to hold the cloth in place. I pinned everything together with a safety pin out of my housedress. I knew I shouldn't try to pick him up as I am pregnant but I reckoned one little time wouldn’t hurt. Hence, I picked him up and slung him over my shoulder. I carried him back to what is now our bedroom and laid him across our unkempt bed. I made a mental note to get the sheets washed and pressed the next day. That night, I moved most of my stuff over to my new home. I was taking a break around nine when there was a loud knock at the door. I opened it slowly as I knew exactly who was on the other side.
"He doesn’t want to see you anymore." I told Bailey.
"We're going to raise our baby up together."
Then, I closed the door.

It's been two months since I moved in. I think I lost the baby I was carrying. However, it is okay as we can try for another baby again. I went back to work and he's been at home waiting for me everyday. The head injury kind of disabled him. Then, there's this problem about the smell. No matter how much Lysol I spray, it just doesn't seem to cover it. I can't open the windows because flies like to congregate around him. I would end up using a whole can of Raid to get rid of them. However, it's okay. I would never let a little thing like smell break up our happy home.

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