All Chapters of Just one night : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ANDY’S POVI gulp down the bottle of water as I wait for the bus to arrive. The sun these days have not been friendly, and thankfully too, because I don’t think I could bare a cold weather.I had missed the first bus so I had to wait for the second one.I was feeling tired already and I couldn’t wait to just get home. I didn’t want to seat down because the station seats were not looking like they wanted to be sat on.I can’t even try to think about the last time this place has been cleaned. It’s so dusty and dirty and there is trash everywhere. What’s worse, it is on the seat.Isn’t that a crime or something?Well you can’t know what is a crime and what is not when people like Drake are walking on the face of the earth.Who tries to literally take out the mother of his child? I don’t even want to know his reasons or anything, but you just don’t try over and over again to take someone’s life.For what?To cover your tracks? To keep your reputation? I just can’t wrap my head around this

ANDY’S POV“I’m sorry Miss, but they are no vacancies at this point” The manager tells me and walks back into his office and I sigh, running my hand through my hair as my frustration runs through my veins.You have got to be kidding me. This is the fifth café today and I was getting exhausted. At this point I think I am out of breath.None of the cafes has had any vacancies, even the ones that had a huge billboard with the words clearly written, still told me they didn’t have any vacancies for me.I know Drake must have something to do with it, it’s been three days already and almost every shop in town and none of them agreed to give me a job.I would have to go out of town and maybe take an afternoon shift, because I would have to used all morning to get to work.But I think I need to go home now. My legs are beginning to hurt so bad and I just need to sit down. I decide to seat on one of the chairs in the café and take a rest. I rest my head against the table. I guess I can rest my

DRAKE’S POVStephanie helps me get settled in bed quietly as once again try to get some sleep.It was getting to a tradition now, but I still wasn’t used to this. I wasn’t used to this at all.No matter how sleepy I was, the deeper I try to fall into a deep slumber, the louder the cries get.Then I know what’s coming next. The tightness in my neck and the tight congestions in my chest area.Multiple times the doctor had said I was fine, and there were no symptoms of what I was complaining about. Even after observation, results came out the same.It was starting to look like anytime I was getting a check up or trying to get treated by the hospital, the symptoms disappear, but when I get home. It is a whole different story.Something new has to happen every two days and sometimes persist for the whole week. Three months into this lifestyle and I still can’t predict what happens next. Except for the ones that had seemed consistent.I wasn’t getting any better and that was a fact. But And

STEPHANIE’S POVThere are a lot of things that one would have to do to live. Some things might seem despicable, and some things are just done because the universe wants it to happen.But either one it is, I’m going to do what I got to do.Not because I want to do it, but because I don’t have a choice. And as the saying goes, what is worth doing is what doing well.Because I don’t have a choice, then it is worth doing.My job got harder when Drake became paralyzed and couldn’t do anything for himself. It got annoying and frustrating when I had to be around him like every day and the only time I can be alone is when we are at work.I have to be some goody two shoes and I have to marry a man I barely know or love because that is the only way I can live.It’s pathetic, I know. But one of the worst things in life is when you don’t have any other choice but to do something. Because it is the only solution to salvage a situation.It’s pathetic to say the least and embarrassing too.I know on

DRAKE’S POVThe slight struggle to put on my trousers take a while longer than it should as my legs refused to receive strength.I had a doctor’s appointment today and I think it was best I told my doctor about the witch I impregnated. Maybe if I told him it had some spiritual backing of some sort, he would have a better diagnosis.I was getting more and more frustrated by the minute and as the days passed I was beginning to have questionable thoughts.But I knew I couldn’t leave my Father alone in this world. It is already hard enough for him that he has to suffer a stroke and slight paralysis. If something were to happen to me at this point. It would break him and I seriously didn’t want that to happen.I am doing all of these because of him. Trying to get rid of that pest because of him.My father had always hated polygamy, of any sort. He preferred one man and one woman. It was the reason he set me up with Stephanie and it was also one of the reasons he was so happy that he even a