50 Days as the Billionaire’s Wife

Chapter 2

ANITA’S POV

TWO WEEKS LATER

My luggage goes flying through the air and my clothes bust open under the stormy rain as my uncle throws them out of the house.

Tears flowing freely from my eyes as I plead with my uncle.

“Uncle, please, I have nowhere to go! Where do you want me to go, it’s cold out there!” I yell through my tears, my voice getting croaked by the second.

“I don’t care Anita, I don’t ever want to see you here or anywhere near my house ever again!” He yells in my face and I fall to my knees.

Uncle Jonathan was my father’s brother, after my Dad died, and we lost everything due to my father’s debt, he decided to take us in and we lived her until I got married to Jason.

That is why this is so strange to me. I don’t know why he suddenly wants me out of his house.

“Why Uncle Jonathan, why? I didn’t do anything wrong” I cough as my tears continue to fall, I swallow quickly before speaking “If I have done anything to offend you, I am very sorry Uncle, please don’t throw me out, I have nowhere to go” I plead, rubbing my hands together as I look up at him from my knees

“You have the next two minutes to leave my house or I would drag you out myself!” He shouts and pushes me to the ground before walking past me.

I quickly grab his legs before he could walk any further “Please I beg you” I plead again before my Mom walks into the scene.

“What is going on here?” My mom’s frantic voice rings through the room and my uncle looks everywhere but at my mom, avoiding eye contact and folding his arms.

“Uncle Jonathan wants me out of the house Mom, and I don’t know why? He already threw my things outside” I explain and my mom’s eyes widen.

“Jonathan-“ My mom begins but he cuts her off.

“Tell your daughter to get out of my house right now, or I would drag her out myself” He recounts his words making my mom frown at his sudden outside.

“Is this some sort of joke? Jonathan, it’s raining outside…. There’s a literal storm out there. If this is some sort of prank, it better stop now!” My mom yells through the space and Johnathan releases a scoff from his mouth.

“I don’t remember stuttering Katherine” He mutters seriously and my mom blinks softly.

Tears still rolling down my face as I remain on my knees.

“Then I would go with her” She announces and I shake my head.

“What? No! Mom you can’t do that” I rush to her side as she continues to keep eye contact with Uncle Jonathan.

“Then leave, or I would throw you, your mom, and your siblings out all together. The choice is yours Anita” He states, crossing his arms as he continues to glare at me.

“Why are you doing this Johnathan?” My Mom voice breaks slightly as the words leave her mouth.

“You can go with her, if you want” He mumbles aloud for her to hear before brushing past her and walking out the room.

My mom turns to me before she speaks.

“Stay right here, I would go pack our bags” She said and I hold her back while shaking my head.

“Mom, no! We can’t do that. There’s no place for us to stay and it’s cold out there, Maxwell might get too sick, you know how fragile he is and Emily is still too little to go through all of this. I can’t let you do that Mom” I rant shaking my head.

“But you can’t go out there all by yourself it-“ She begins.

“I’ll be fine Mom, I promise, I would find a shelter and when the storm comes down I’ll find a place and when I do I’ll call you, but right now I need you to stay with Maxwell and Emily, they need you now more than ever… okay?” I mutter as the tears continuously fall down my face.

My mom pulls me into a hug, holding me tightly as she tried to hide my tears.

“I love you so much Anita. Please be fine for me Okay?” She mutters softly and I nod.

Maxwell and Emily walk into the room and I rush towards them pulling them both into a hug.

“You both be good for Mom okay? I’ll be back soon. Take care of mom till then….do you understand?” I instruct, looking at them both.

“Why are you crying?” Maxwell asks and I shake my head

“I’m not crying baby” I wipe my face quickly, placing a kiss on both their heads and faking a smile.

“I’m not crying, something just got in my eyes” I state and he pulls me into another hug.

“I love you Anita” He said softly and I bust out crying again.

“I love you too little buddy” I state through tears, pulling out of hug and giving my Mom one final glance before I step out of the house into the rain.

I run towards my luggage, my clothes already drenched in the rain, I shove them back in the box, zipping it as fast I as I could before I run towards a nearby house for shelter.

After a few hours, the rain subsides and I begin to walk down that road, glancing the house once more, seeing a gruff figure by the window.

For another six hours I roam through through the streets of the city, not thinking, not saying anything or speaking to anyone.

Just wandering like I was lost. My clothes were already sticking to my skin and my hair was matted already from the rain as I walked through the lonely road.

I decide to cross to the other side of the road, but I wasn’t watching if it were any vehicles coming, honestly at this point I didn’t care.

It’s takes a moment for me to register the wind that was knocked out of me from the impact as I feel my body go flying across the street, I barely register my back hitting the concrete on the side walk.

My body sags and my eyes go droopy real fast, my head connects with the ground, and a blurry figure was the last thing I saw before I blacked out.