All Chapters of The One That Got Away: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

As my driver was driving me home, I was shaking with fright, my anxiety was up to 100 at this point that I couldn't breathe, that I couldn't think. The driver pulled over a few times to help me calm me down before I went into Cardiac Arrest and he would have to drive me to the hospital.Once he calmed me down both times, he drove on and finally we got to my house. When he helped me to my door, he asked me was there anything he could help me with just called him. He gave me his number and walked away.He was nice enough to help, but his boss was a complete ass hat. I couldn't stand him, I couldn't even think of him in the ways I use to, all I thought was hate, disgusted. I felt humiliated, I felt like a whore for sleeping with a married man. I was his mistress and I felt dirty over it.I ran up to my room to get out this dress to take a long hot shower to clean myself off. Before I did, I called the girls and asked them to come over. Told them the doors unlocked, jus

As I was figuring out what my next move was, I was at one of my shops when it was about lunch time when I heard the door bell ring for someone coming in. I didn't think anything of it until Hailey had came to the back to tell me I have a visitor. When she had said that, I was hoping it wasn't Mark. But when I came to the front it wasn't Mark but it was his wife. I froze where I stood. Not knowing what to do, run to the back or even out of the shop or just talk to the woman.So that is what I did. I walked over to the counter for a second and stared at her beauty. She was beautiful and I don't get why he would do such a thing."So you much be Carrie, the woman that stole my husband's heart.""Look, I'm so sorry. I didn't know he had a wife or even a family. I wonder when he went on trips by himself or not come home to me after we bought the house." I told her."He bought you a house?" She asked, shockingly."Yes, and a car. But I'm willing to give it all

5 years later~The shops here in Cape May, New Jersey; it was popping, banging up sales. It was like a dream that came true, right out of a fairy tale. When I moved here 5 years ago, I had found the perfect shop down the street from my cute little apartment. It was big enough for me and one little person. Yes, I said little person. I kept my daughter and named her after the one that helped me get away. Cynthia Rose. Rose was my mother's middle name and it fits perfectly together. I thought it long and hard before I had her. I wasn't gonna keep her at all, I was gonna give her away. I was gonna wrap her up in a small blanket, go to a church and place her on the stairs once she was born and I got out the hospital. I figured the priests or nuns would find her and find her a good home.But once I had her, that changed everything. The way she looked up me and smiled that gummy smile at me, I just melted. I couldn't go through what I wanted to do. And I knew it

5 years after being born into a world, it had always been me and my mother. No father along to help. Just us. But not until my mother had told me about my father and what had happened, why she left him in the first place.My father had lied, well not in those words, but he had a secret life going on behind my mothers back. He had a whole wife and kids, while he was dating and falling in love with my mother to almost marry her til she had found out about his wife, Cynthia and their two kids.9 months to carrying me inside her, she done everything on her own. The time for the past 5 years, of everything all on her own. Some help from my grandparents and some of the workers at my mothers shops had helped as well.But that moment, that my father came to the house to talk to my mother. Either of us not knowing who each of us were. But having a feeling was the least of our worries. The look he had gave me, the pure shock of seeing something you never knew you had. Something th

(A little twist in the story. What if Rose was like her sister and brother? Would she still hung out with Jacob and Nate? Or would she find a hot boy just like her? Just because who she is.)It all started when I got to freshman year of high school. I, Cynthia Rose Jefferson, the most lucky and popular girl in school beside my siblings. Chris, foot ball star and a lady's man. Carlie, the smarts and an all star sports girl, that has nothing to do with the boys. And there's me, the beauty, some smarts and just like my brother, I get the boys. Yes, I may be thick with some curves, an a$$ and bõõbs but I ain't fat. For my size and how I look, I'm only 5 foot 5 inches, weighting 125 pounds. I'm tall for my age, 13, and I'm taller than what my mother was but I do it with pride. I want to be the one that makes my mother happy even though she got away from me.Yes, gotten away from me. She passed away 3 years ago and that changed me. I want to be the best I can be. And tha