Holy hell...

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Sarah POV:

I swallow my fear and evenly ask,

"So why are you two here? What can I possibly help you with?"

My mom glares at me as she says,

"Why you ungrateful piece of shit. You still whoring around huh? Somebody like you could never love anyone but yourself. Your just going to ruin everyone's life because that's all you can do with all your damn problems. But whatever, in the end you're just going to be alone. But you need to give us enough bone marrow for a transplant. And we won't take no for a answer."

I look that them in disbelief as I try and think of why they would ever think I would help them. I could feel anger rising from what she just said about me and the nerve they had but I swallow it back as I evenly say,

"I think you two should get out of my house and off of my property, right now."

Her face twisted as she started yelling,

"You fucking bitch, we brought you into this world and we can take you out and end this little game your playing, right where you stand!"

My heart stops as all I could think about was the baby girl inside of me, depending on me. And my baby boy that would go down a hole that he'd never get out of if something were to happen to me. And god Chase, I don't even want to think what would happen to him. I lay a hand over my bump protectively as I narrow my eyes and sternly say,

"I will say it again, get out of my house. And if you ever, ever, think you can push yourself into my house and threaten me and my children and husband again I will call the cops and have you taken to jail. Am I clear?"

Her face turned purple in rage as she glared so harshly at me that I was surprised I wasn't on fire. She opens her mouth but is stopped as a small voice comes from behind me. It says,

"Mommy, what's going on? I woke up to yelling, and who are these people?"

My heart drops as I shakily put a smile on my face and turn to see my son looking at my parents in unease.  I swallow and softly say,

"It's nothing sweetie, and their no one. We are just having an adult discussion, so why don't you go back up to your room for a bit. I will be up shortly so we can do some more school."

My heart was racing in my chest, my palms were sweating and I was fighting to keep my breath even. I did not want my son around either of my parents so I pray he wouldn't be stubborn as either of his parents would be and listen to me. Blink as I get a idea, I turn my head more and mouth for him to call daddy. His eyes widen a bit before he nods and runs back upstairs. I sigh as I turn back around and face my parents, I could feel my stomach getting queasy in unease as I start to feel sick. For the next 20 minutes she was just tearing me down it every way she could but I wasn't going to help them. I just kept telling them to get out, to leave and never show me their faces again. I could feel my blood pressure rising till it was making me dizzy but I didn't show it because she would see it and use it to her advantage.

Suddenly my door gets thrown open and in comes Chase, and I couldn't stop the relief that flooded through me. He looks deeply mad but so worried as well, he takes one look at me and brushes past my parents as if they weren't even there. He stands right in front of me and cups my face gently and asks,

"Are you and baby girl ok?"

I give him a weak smile and nod, he lets out a breath of relief and kisses my forehead before turning around. He grabs hold of my hand and stands next to me as he sternly says,

"I do believe I know my wife enough to know she has most likely asked you several times to leave and get off our property. So leave, now!"

Right as my mom and Chase start to get into it our baby girl starts kicking the shit out of me. I close my eyes as I rub my stomach and bite my lip to keep the whimpers of discomfort down. I was so busy with that I didn't see my mom leap towards me and punch me straight in the face as hard as she could. I stumble back as my hands fly up to my face as I let out a soft cry of pain, and I could already feel blood gushing through my fingers. It was dead silent before I could hear Chase start yelling at my mom, saying things I never thought would come out of his mouth. I look at the couch were I hadn't put away the laundry and grabbed a towel to hold to my nose. When finally I got my bearing enough to fully hear everything and I hear Chase  say,

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