FIGHT MY WAY

CH 5. SAMANTHA'S POV

Mrs McCarthy was not taking it easy with the marriage plan between I and Alexander. For some reasons unknown to me, she does not like me at all. As a matter of fact, she can not stand my presence at all.

I wipe the drop of tear that falls from my eyes hastily while rocking Jake back and forth. Should I just back out of this marriage? But if I do, where do I go? Where do I start from? Alexander made a huge point when he asked me to marry him, I have no where else to go.

I can not continue to rely on Dana when she has her own family burdens to face. I bite my lower lip to hold back the tears that threaten to fall from my eyes. I drop Jake back into his cot gently and my shoulders slump in defeat.

Life has always been so unfair to me, right from the moment I was born. From unloving parents, to struggling in New York city. When Alexander told me he wanted us to get married, I finally thought everything was going to be okay until life kicks in again and his mother happens to hate my presence.

Could it be because of my societal status? After all the other day, she did tell me that I do not belong here. It is not like I chose to be poor, I was born this way.

I could not complete college because of my selfish parents and that is why I can not get a stable job to fend for myself.

"SAMANTHA!" Mrs McCarthy's loud voice echoes all the way from the living room. I jerk off my feet and scurry out of my room not after instructing a maid to watch over Jake.

Alexander asked me to stay at the mansion with his parents until the wedding day, I had protested but Alexander remained fixed on me staying here so I had to give in.

"Yes Mother!" I reply rushing to stand in front of her. I bow my head at her and put my hands behind my back.

"Mother? Did I not ask you to stop calling me that! I am not your mother, you stupid girl!" Mrs McCarthy yells pouring the liquid in her cup on me. I feel the warm coffee settle on my skin causing me to flinch and shudder at the heat.

"Sorry Mother, I mean Mrs McCarthy." I hastily correct myself. She scoffs and shoves me the middle finger in response.

"I can not find my purse and I left it on the dining table. Who took it?" She snaps at me. I raise my head up and gaze at her with my brows furrowed in confusion. What kind of trick is she trying to play on me?

"I...I.." I stutter.

"Did you not hear me clearly you stupid girl? I said where is my purse!" She yells at me. I watch Mrs McCarthy rise from the couch and walk towards me. She pulls me by the hair causing me to cry out in pain.

"I do not know Mrs McCarthy, I have no idea where your purse is but I swear on my life that I did not take it." I say with pleading eyes. She lets go off my hair and shoves me by the shoulder.

"Why should I believe you b***h? You are a low life clown who thinks she can just marry my son and steal from us. Think again Samantha because I will not let that happen over my watch!" Mrs McCarthy yells at me. She runs a hand through her hair in frustration and spits at me.

Tears flow down my cheeks and I try my best to convince her that I did not take her purse but she turns a deaf ear and even threatens to lock me up in jail.

The next day, I am laying down on the bed with Jake fast asleep in my arms when Mrs McCarthy suddenly barges into my room with several police officers lurking behind her and one of the maids standing by her side.

"The locker, i saw her hiding the purse in the locker." The maid speaks up pointing to the locker in my room. I furrow my brows in confusion and rise to my feet with my heart racing fast.

What is this about?

"Officers! Check the locker!" Mrs McCarthy cries out. One of the police officers dash towards the locker and opens it wide.

To my surprise, an unfamiliar silver purse is in it.

"I do not know who put it in there." I say in a shaky tone. My breathing becomes hitched and heart races even faster.

"Liar! Officers arrest her for theft!" Mrs McCarthy yells.

What? Theft? Can they even do that? With the influence Mrs McCarthy has, I believe they can.

"Miss Samantha, you are under arrest for theft. You have a right to remain silent, anything you say will be used against you in the court of law."

Arrested? My goodness, am i going to really go to jail for a crime that i did not commit. Why is Mrs McCarthy going this far all because i said I would not back out of the marriage? Does she hate my guts that much?

"Please hear me out. I swear I did not do it. Mrs McCarthy please you have to believe me!" I cry out with tears gushing down my cheeks. As if Jake understands the situation, he starts wailing loud and it breaks my heart even more. If I am sent to jail then what is going to happen to Jake? Who is going to take care of him? I can not leave my son in the hands of a total stranger, especially someone like Mrs McCarthy who I can not even trust.

"I warned you, did I not? You chose not to listen!" Mrs McCarthy spits out. My heart races extremely fast and my shoulders slump in defeat as the police make their way towards me.

"Do not worry Samantha, your son is in safe hands now."

Those are Mrs McCarthy's last words before i am dragged out of the room while hearing my son cry out loud.