The Hidden Truth

24.

I gripped the handle of the door tightly.

What is he doing here?

I clenched my jaw trying to keep my anger at bay. Whenever I see him the images of what I went through. The things I endured yet he is still following me around. And to make it worse he is claiming me to be his.

"What do you want"? I hissed seethly.

He stood still with his hands in his pockets. Keeping a straight face.

"I just want to talk".

Before I could open my mouth to talk he bit me to it. "I come with good intentions".

Luke with good intentions? It's end time already.

I looked at him warily, something about him isn't right. I know it and I feel it in my guts. Luke is always bad news the definition of bad news.

I shook my head almost immediately. "No way"!

"No way, no way. Uh-huh, me and you ain't having any conversation or whatsoever".

"Laney" he called out softly.

"Either you let me in and have a nice conversation or I will see you in court". My eyes widened at his remark.

Court? He wouldn't dare!.

"Oh yes, I will and I can".

My throat clogged up tears threatening to spill out. How could he? What have I done? What does he want?

Why can't he just let me be in peace, why must he show up now?

"You are still my wife, as a matter of fact I haven't divorce you in anyway,you ran away left me. It will be easy to tell the judge at the court. How you ran away with your lover".

"You wouldn't" my voice slightly shaking, I am still trying to keep it in together.

"Laney, Laney, Laney" he tilted his head to side, shaking it lightly.

"I don't make empty threats, you should know me better than that, either you invite me in or well" he shrugged.

"I will see you in court".

He was about leaving, leaving to go on and destroy my life the more. I sucked in my breathe.

"Wait" I said almost in a whisper.

"Come in" I opened the door wider for him stepping aside allowing him to enter before closing the door.

He sat down crossing his leg over another, resting him hands on the armchair.

I took a seat a bit farther than him. Clasping my hand together. "So Laney" he began.

"I want to talk, just talk I promise yo-" he halted, I stiffened when I heard my baby's voice calling me.

My eyes widened as I felt myself slightly shaking, she seem oblivious as she made her way to placing her small hands on my thighs.

"There you are momma, I couldn't find you anywhere".

I could feel his eyes burning into the side of my face definitely staring between me and my daughter.

"Oh, yeah I. There is a visitor, so I went to s-" she cut me off instantly.

"Is it Uncle Ken"? She questioned excitedly.

"No, it's not" her face fell as she mumbled a small oh.

"Baby, go inside, I will join you soon".

I let out a sigh as she made her way into her room. I turned my gaze towards him, when I saw him staring at the retreating figure of my daughter.

He was still staring at her already gone figure, I don't need a soothsayer to tell me the things running through his head.

My heart racing, thumping against my ribcage.

If he knows she's his, he will do everything and anything to take her away from me. And I am not sure if I can be able to survive that.

No, there's something I should do, anything at all.

"Is she mine"?  I heard him ask, making my already beaten heart beat the more.

What should I do? Deny?.

I bit my lip, beads of sweat gradually forming on my forehead.

"No, she's not" I met his gaze trying to keep a straight face. Which I am so not doing well at it.

His jaw clenched "Then whose daughter is she Laney"? He gritted out.

"Why do you want to know"? I challenged.

Oh, you are making a terrible mistake Laney.

"I am going to ask you again Laney, is she mine"? He questioned slowly his eyes never leaving mine, they had turned a darker shade.

"No".

He stood up running his fingers through his hair,pacing back and forth, I could only watch in return.

"Who the fuck got you pregnant Laney"? He growled.

"You fucking fucked someone while you are under my roof"?.

I kept quiet.

He pushed me making my back hit the couch, he towered over me placing his hands on the couch.

"You" he breathed.

I closed my eyes, awaiting his next usual hitting habit when he traced his fingers lightly over my cheeks.

I peeked my eyes open slowly staring into his.

"Laney" he called out softly, his eyes softened as he continues brushing my cheeks lightly. I cringed lightly.

"I am sorry" he whispered, I could see the guilt flashing before his eyes but I am not falling for it one bit.

I placed my hands on his chest pushing him lightly. He moved back instantly apologizing. I straightened up sitting properly.

While he moved back sitting on the couch beside me.

"Laney" he called out softly.

"Please go, please just leave me alone. " I sigh feeling defeated, the thumping of my heart is enough to wear me out.

"Laney" he called out again in a pained voice.

"Go, please, please just go".

I heard him sigh as front door closed. I rushed to my baby's room, seeing her curled up in the bed, I got into the covers pulling her close to me.

"I love you baby, I will protect you from everything" I whispered as I pulled her closer, letting the tears that I tried to keep in falling freely.

"I love you".