Of course though, Layla's happiness didn't last long. A week after what had happened the night of the rape she hadn't spoken to Cloud. He wouldn't show up to drop off his daughter anymore. Instead she'd see an old woman do it. She was upset about it but she knew she had to worry about Jackson and the baby inside her. But during the week no morning sickness had started so Jackson started to get skeptical. He took her in to the fertility clinic and got her checked. They were currently both awaiting results on Saturday night. Layla was on the floor cleaning up Amelia's toys while Amelia slept on her father. She finished and put everything away. She turned back to Jackson and sighed softly. He hadn't spoken much to her since the rape because nothing was happening with her and the baby. She whimpered as she heard the loud ringing of the phone. She hated the sound. It was painful for her sensitive ears. Jackson glanced to the phone and grabbed it, answering.
"Hello?...yes...really now?...alright...ya we'll try that. Thanks doc" he spoke in a deep voice and as he spoke. He was glaring at Layla the entire time he was on the phone. He hung up and put the phone aside. He growled at Layla and she already knew what he meant. She got up, running to him fast and she grabbed Amelia. She walked upstairs and laid Amelia down in her bed, tucking her in. She walked downstairs and sat down on the ground in front of Jackson. He growled and glared down at her.
"You're infertile. Seems like I tore your uterus. I feel pride in that. You've been torn by my dick" he spoke harshly and with an evil smirk. Layla instantly bowed her head and hugged her lower abdomen. She knew he had hurt her badly down there but she didn't think it was that bad. She was worried now for what he was going to do with her. Because if was her fault they couldn't have kids she knew he'd beat her; maybe even to death tonight. She held back a whimper since he was glaring at her for whimpering so much. She swallowed and bowed her head down.
"I'm sorry Jackson...I should have trained my body not to be torn by anything. It's my fault we can't have children" she spoke softly and fiddled with her thumbs. She was scared. Jackson got up, giving Layla a tiny scare at the sudden movement. He walked past her but not before kicking her side. He walked into the kitchen and looked around. Layla held back cries from the pain of getting kicked in her already broken ribs. She got up slowly and looked to Jackson. He was looking through cabinets, searching. She walked to him and grabbed his arm gently.
"What are you looking for honey?" She spoke softly as she questioned his actions. He suddenly snarled at her and pushed her off him. He rolled his eyes and finally pulled out a cereal box. He walked to the cabinet and pulled out a bowl. He poured himself some cereal but to Layla's disgust the cereal had some dead bugs in it too. Her eyes widened and she backed away slowly. They were dead cockroaches. Jackson turned to her and gave her the bowl.
"Eat it all. Or I'll hurt you more than ever. This is your punishment for not being able to bear my children" he ordered her and Layla stared down at the bowl.
Layla felt utter disgust at just the sight of the bowl. She grabbed it from Jackson with trembling hands and her thin fingers wrapped around the spoon. She swallowed and scooped up some normal cereal with a bug on top of it. She clenched her fist beside her and ate what was on the spoon. She let it stay in her mouth for a couple of seconds then she started to chew. She stayed chewing for a couple of seconds but then felt sick beyond belief. She ran to the bathroom and threw everything up. She coughed hard and threw up everything she had in her stomach, including this nights small diner that she got. She coughed hard as she finished and she trembled. She got up slowly and washed her mouth. She could hear the footsteps of red husband behind her and she instantly got stricken with fear as they got closer, and closer, and closer. Until she could finally see him behind her I'm the mirror. She stared at him in pure fear and horror. He grabbed her head and smirked big. He suddenly pushed forward fast, slamming Layla's head into the glass mirror. She held back a scream of pain and closed her eyes tightly. The now broken mirror had missing pieces that were stuck in Layla's forehead. She covered her mouth to keep from screaming and crying. She knew it'd make it worse because Amelia would wake up and question what was going on. She took deep breaths and tried to calm down. Jackson let her head go and left the bathroom. Layla stared panting in the mirror. She could feel the blood roll down her face but she just stared at herself. She was a failure of life. She couldn't bring anymore children into the world anymore. She was forced to learn that that was all women were good for.
Jackson had blocked her from all social media to keep her from seeing strong women figures. Such as Hilary Clinton trying to be president, Katniss in the hunger games and many others. Jackson thought she'd try to fight back against his beatings or call out for help through social media. She wasn't allowed tv, her phone was only to call Jackson and she wasn't allowed out much so she couldn't see posters and such. Plus she had no friends to talk to. Jackson had forced her to be very lonely since they got married. During the wedding she had no bridesmaids and her family didn't even show up. The only one that did was her older brother. That was just to try to get her to say no to Jackson but she went against him. After that he left her and has had no contact with her since.
Layla signed as she calmed down. She slowly started to clean the blood and she pluck out the pieces of glass in her face and forehead. She took down the mirror and walked to the trash can outside. She dumped it in and turned around. She jumped back and almost screamed in terror but a hand covered her mouth. Cloud stood behind her and was watching her carefully. He pulled his hand away, giving her time to slowly calm down. She panted hard and stared up at him with wide eyes. She slowly calmed down while her panting slowed down and she took a deep breath, bowing her head. She was about to speak but was stopped when he suddenly handed her a phone. She frowned down at the iPhone 6s and she grabbed it slowly. She stared down at it and slowly looked back up to Cloud but he was gone. She looked around fast and frowned. She sighed and stuffed the phone in her pocket. She walked into the house and shut the door. She walked upstairs and heard snoring, knowing Jackson was asleep on the bed.
Layla walked inside the room and snuck into the bathroom. She closed the door slowly and sat on the covered toilet seat. She pulled out the phone, staring intently down at it while she twisted it in her hands. She swallowed and finally hit the on button. The screensaver was a dark blue night sky. Layla smiled a little and read the words at the bottom: 'press home to unlock'. She stared down at the phone and pressed the button at the side but the phone just shut off again. She frowned and pressed the button again. The same screen appeared and she tried the button at the bottom. The scream suddenly changed to the background being a blue/green ocean wave. The screen was littered with all kinds of different apps. It was much different from her flip phone. She looked to the app named 'contacts' and frowned. She opened it and Cloud's name was the only one there. She pressed on it and it contained his phone number. She frowned and pressed on the speech bubble beside it. Her eyes widened slightly as the screen went to a white one with a keyboard at the bottom, a small bar to write into and Cloud's name at the top. She raised an eyebrow and her thin fingers reached over the keyboard to write a word. It was the only one she could think of at the moment. The one thing running through her mind since she saw Cloud standing behind her.
Layla: 'why'?
She stared at the screen as a green bubble wrapped around the word and it sent with a small noise. She tilted her head to the side and studied the phone. She sighed and closed it, pressing the button on the side. She out the phone in her pocket and went to the bed. She stared down at Jackson who was sprawled out on the bed. He clearly didn't want her sleeping with him tonight and she understood why. She was barren and so he found her not worthy of a good bed. She laid down on the floor in the corner of the room and curled up. She closed her eyes slowly and sighed. She was surprised it was night this early. She felt like it was just minutes ago that she got the message that she was barren. Layla sighed and laid her head on her arms.
'Bing!'
She raised her head at the sound of the noise and pulled out the phone that Cloud gave her. There was a message from Cloud. She frowned and opened the phone like before and she went to the messages. She opened up his and read his response to her question.
Cloud: 'find out more about what and who you are'
Layla was confused about his answer but did as he said. She got off the messages app and slid the screen sideways. She stared down at the multiple apps. She opened up one that was a colourful mix of blue, purple, pink, orange and yellow with a white camera symbol on it. Layla opened the app by tapping it and it suddenly exploded in front of her. There was a picture of a woman with short blonde hair standing at a podium while shouting out to a crowd of people. The podium read 'Hilary Clinton'. Layla tilted her head to the side and scrolled down. More pictures appeared. Some were of a black woman named Oprah, some were of a blonde haired woman with short short hair named Ellen. Layla smiled as she scrolled through. She gasped when she saw a woman kissing Ellen. She tilted her head to the side more and frowned. She had never heard of people being with the same gender before. She smiled a little and kept scrolling through. She saw a couple of pictures of Cloud cooking with Joy or a couple of videos of Joy playing with her toys or puffing her cheeks. Layla smiled and held back a soft giggle as she watched. Before she realized a drop of water hit the screen. She sniffled and realized she was crying as she watched a video of Oprah, saying inspirational things such as that things get better, to stay strong and not all women need a man. Layla smiled and wiped away her tears. She heard Jackson stir and she flinched fast. She shut off the phone and hid it under the nightstand away from Jackson. She curled into a small ball on the floor, resting her head on her arms again. She soon fell into a deep sleep with a small smile on her face.