Abandoned

chapter 4

Mayra's p.o.v

Omar texts me to go outside, but my parents are still awake so I can't. Well I wouldn't want dad to go outside and kìll him. "Sorry, busy" I text him back. "Mayra, I won't know when I will have another chance to see you and I want to rub your belly, please. I've had such a shìtty day. I want to be close to my baby." he says and I sigh. Fine. "OMW" I text him. I go check and my parents are watching tv together, so I sneak out the back door and walk through the side. I see him parked infront of his parents house so luckily my parents won't see him or me sneaking over there. I cut through his parents yard and hop in his car. "Hey babygirl" he says. I give him a small smile. "God I miss you. I can't stand Julia, always nagging me" he says and I cringe. I do not want to know their personal problems. "How is my baby doing?" he asks? "It's a boy." I say "Sorry I couldn't make it to the appointment, I had to move out and I couldn't get away until right now" he says. I just stare at him. "mmhmm" I say. "Hey, babygirl, you know I love you and if I could be there, I would have." he says and I nod. He rubs my belly and he looks like he is thinking hard about something. "I have to go Omar, I have school and work tomorrow. I need to rest" I say. "Work? You got a job?" he asks and I nod. "Why?" he asks with an attitude. "I am going to need the money Omar. I am having a baby and they aren't cheap" I tell him. "I am going to help you. I will give you money." he says. "Okay Omar. Gotta go, bye" I say. "Wait" he grabs my arm and pulls me back. He slams his lips on mine and he groans. I pull away and get out and sneak back in the house. I go to sleep and do my best to not even think about Omar. I wake up and go to my classes, then I go to work. Miranda teaches me how to work the cash register and she has me take an online class that explains products in detail, then she teaches me how she likes setting up the store. Everthing is pretty basic and easy. She even lets me ring up some customers alone and I do great. At the end of the day, I am so tired, but so proud of myself. She teaches me how to lock up the store and we walk to our cars together. "you did great today Mayra, tomorrow you will be left alone, but don't worry, you got this and I am just a phone call away" she tells me. I nod. "goodnight" she says and I wave. I get in my car and check my phone. I haven't been able to check it all day. I have some missed calls and a bunch of text messages. "Honey, daddy and I will be going away for a couple of nights. I left you meals in the freezer and fridge. Don't forget to eat and feed my baby boy." Mom texts me. I smile. Ahhh how I love my mother. My baby and I are so lucky to have her. I read the text from Omar. "Mayra, it is 9pm, you haven't answered my calls or texts, what the hèll." I roll my eyes and start the car and drive home. I get home and close the door and make my way to the kitchen to warm up some food. I eat and go shower. When I get out I hear a knock on the door. I go and check who it is and it is Omar. "What are you doing here?" I ask him. I cross my arms and glare at him. "Baby girl, why aren't you answering me? I am going crazy here" he says. "Omar. I have been busy. I've had a long day. I can't be on the phone while I am at school or at work okay, sorry" I say as I walk back into the house and he follows behind me. "I saw your parents leave earlier." he says. "Are you stalking my house now?" I ask. "No, I was outside talking to my dad. He knows about the baby Mayra" he tells me and I shake my head. I thought he said he couldn't tell them. "Anything else?" I ask him. "I miss you so much baby girl" he says and hugs me. I am angry with myself because I am so weak for this man, but I can't help it. I am having his baby. "My parents left out of town for a couple of days, stay with me" I say and kiss him. "Okay" he says and he grabs his phone and starts typing. I am sure he is texting her. Maybe this isn't a good idea. I instantly regret asking him to stay. "Maybe you should go home Omar." I tell him. "No. I am staying" he says a little aggressively and grabs my arm roughly and pulls me to him. I am shocked, but I don't say anything. I don't feel like fighting with him so I just pull away and I go lock the door and go back to my room. Moments later he follows me inside. He closes the door and gets in my bed with me. "You smell so good" he whispers and kisses my neck. He slides his hands under my shirt and eventually I am straddling him. He lifts my shirt over my head and throws it to the side. He stares at my bump with a huge smile on his face. He starts rubbing it. "I can't wait to hold my son" he says. He grabs me and gently flips us over. "I don't want to hurt you" he says and he has a conflicting look in his eyes and I don't know if he means hurt me physically or hurt me emotionally. Either way he is soon thrusting into me. I don't even seem to enjoy it like I once did. Is something wrong with me? "I love you" he whsipers and I fake moan so I don't have to say it back. Eventually he cums and I hop up and go shower again. I come back in the room and he is asleep. I just lie down and think about my stùpid decisions.

I wake up in bed alone. I look around for Omar, but there's no trace of him even being here. I don't even know at what time he left. I get ready for school. My day goes good and at the end of the night Omar is here again. Same as the previous night, we sleep together and he is gone by the time I wake up. I can't keep letting him do this to me. The week goes by and it is now the weekend. My parents returned and I haven't heard from Omar since the last night we spent together. "Mayra, I am having a small gathering today at my house and I would love it if you joined us" Miranda texts me. She sends me her address and I tell her I will be there. It will be good for me to get out. I get ready and when I get there I get the surprise of my life, Julia and Omar are there. Miranda introduces Julia as her niece. Wow this is uncomfortable. "Lets go Omar. I will not be in the presence of this home wrecker" Julia yells loud enough for everyone to hear. "Miranda, my daughter, your niece dislikes this girl, fire her and kick her out now" Julia's mother shouts. "I will do no such thing Mabel." Miranda tells her sister. "Then we are leaving, you are dead to us Miranda." Her sister tells her and I feel so bad that this happened. It went 0 to 100 in 2 seconds. "I'm so sorry for my family" Miranda tells me. But I should be the one apologizing. "No, I am sorry" I say. "You did nothing wrong" a man says behind me. I turn around and he is so handsome. "Mayra, this is my son Marcus. Yes, our family is big on the M names. Well my mother was and I named my kids with M names as well. My sister didn't keep the tradition going, well no Julia's middle name does start with the letter M" she laughs. "Hi, I'm Mayra" I tell Marcus. "So what was that about?" she asks me. I just look down. "I have no idea. Julia is just upset because a long time ago Omar and I had something, but that's in the past. She married him." I tell her. "He's the father isn't he" she asks me and I don't say anything. "Come, lets talk in private" she tells me. I turn around, but her son is already gone and I am glad he didn't hear her asking me if Omar is the father or me admitting to have something with him. "tell me everything" she says. I trust her so I spill it all. "That little piece of shìt." she says. "I get such a bad vibe from him. I can tell he doesn't love my niece and I saw the way he looked at you. I'm sorry that you are in this messed up situation. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone" she tells me and I thank her and hug her. "I'm sorry about your family though" I say. "Them, oh they will get over it. They are very dramatic, everyone is used to their drama" she says and waves it all off. "Lets go have some fun" she says.

Marcus shows me how to play pool because I have no idea what I am doing. He talks to me all night. "I don't see a ring on your finger" he says and I shake my head. "no relationship?" he asks and again I shake my head. "But the father?" he asks I shrug "I don't think he will be around" is all I say and he nods, clearly understanding. I don't have to say many words for him to get what I mean. Straight to the point. He smiles and grabs my hands and brings me to the food table. "Here, eat something" he says handing me a cup of fruit. We go sit on empty seats on a table towards the back. We get to know eachother. He is 25, single, and is about to leave to New york to open his bar and restaurant. We exchange numbers and he says he would like to hang out with me again before he leaves. Eventually I go home and rest the following day.

Weeks go by and I don't hear from Omar anymore. I have been texting with Marcus every day though. I saw him twice before he left. He took me to my favorite place, the beach and we just hung out. It was so peaceful. He left for New York already. I am so happy for him. My life just goes on though. He is always cheering me on and wishes me goodluck when I have my exams. Today I am having an ultrasound done and Marcus wants me to send him a picture after. Makes me sad to know that someone else is more excited about my baby than his own father is, but it is what it is. I go to work and do it all over the next day. I have been getting into my routine. I have saved quite a good amount of money and I think I should be able to move out before my baby is born. I start looking for places. I found a tiny 1 bedroom apartment that I can afford and it isn't too far from my parent's house. I go check it out and place the deposit to hold it for me. I pay first and last months and I go back home to tell my parents. Dad is thrilled, not that he wanted me to leave, but he wants me to prove to Omar that I don't need him.

I am due any day now. I feel huge. I can't see my feet anymore and I am so tired. I am closing the store when I feel water gushing out of me. Shìt. Luckily Miranda is here with me today and she rushes me to the hospital. I call my parents on the way. After 10 hours of labor, my son Michael Mark Arroyo is born. I gave him my last name. My mom was the one in the delivery room. I tried texting and calling Omar, but he ignored my call and never responded to my text. "Send me a picture of the little cutie" Marcus texts me and it makes me sad again that he cares more than Omar does. Once we are released from the hospital my parents take me home. Miranda comes to visit everyday almost and she brings Michael something new every day. She is the sweetest.

My parents have been staying here with us to help. Michael is now 3 weeks old and my dad thinks it is time for them to return home although they are just down the street so they will be here every day and mom will keep Michael once I return to school and work. Miranda says I can bring him to work and wear him if I don't have anyone to keep him which I appreciate so much. I love the little village that I have.