Rented Out By My Husband

As the piercing sound of her alarm clock filled the room, Michelle slowly opened her eyes, squinting against the bright sunlight filtering into her window, through the thin curtain. She groaned and reached out to hit the snooze button, but her hand missed and hit the off button instead.

Realising her mistake, she sat up abruptly, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She glanced at her clock and saw that she had overslept by fifteen minutes. Panic set in as she realized she was going to be late for school.

But, she didn't mind. There's no way she'll be punished if she's late. Majestically, she rose from the bed and head to the bathroom to take a clean shower.

After putting on her skimpy dress, she head downstairs for breakfast with her school bag behind her.

"Good morning mom, good morning dad. Hey sissy" she greeted her family and sat down to eat.

"Someone woke up late today" her mother, Mrs Richard asked, slicing her bacon. Michelle glared at the maid.

"She forgot to wake me up" she had to blame someone for her lateness.

"You have an alarm. Learn to sleep early and wake up early. Did you spend the night out again?" Her father immediately asked.

Michelle shot her eyes wide open. Did her father know about her secret party?

"No, she didn't. She was with me" Ginny covered for her sister.

Mr Richard groaned.

"You better not be seeing that boy or else..." He warned.

Michelle still didn't mind. She just had one slice of bacon and some toast. She whispered to her sister...

"Thank you"

"Bye dad, bye mom" she said.

"Bye honey! Be back early!" Mrs Richard yelled.

Michelle didn't even listen to what her mother said. All she was concerned about was going to school and hanging out with her friends.

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All she does is spend time with her boyfriend, Francis. She always spend half of the time in school, making out in the janitor's closet. She was so not bothered about school because her father was rich and influential. He can do anything she wants with the power he has. That's what she get for being the daughter of the fifth richest man in the country.

The closing bell rang and school period was over for the day. Michelle slammed her locker and hugged her school bag.

"Want to hang out later?" Francis asked, tucking her hair to the back of her ear.

"I can't. Not today, my dad is suspecting us. I don't want anything to happen to you when he finds out about us" she said. He leaned forward and kissed her.

"We'll be fine. Nothing will happen even when your father catches us" he said and winked. She chuckled softly.

"See you tomorrow. I better go home"

"Bye darling" she said and left the school building. Her driver was waiting at the park. She got into the car and drove home.

She saw pictures of her friends hanging out without her today and she couldn't help but feel jealous. Just as she was in the car, she was feeling weak and tired.

She thought it was because of the school stress but it got worse the next morning when she woke up late. Her mother personally went to wake her up since the alarm didn't do it's job.

"Michelle, wake up. Come on" she tried to wake her up.

Michelle hid herself under the duvet. She could hear her mother's voice but, she was weak to respond or even move her body.

But when the urge to puke came, she gagged and rushed to the bathroom. Mrs Richard followed her daughter into the bathroom.

"Are you okay honey? Do you want me to call the doctor?" She asked.

"I'm fine. It's just..." Michelle said and kept puking inside the sink. Mrs Richard didn't listen anymore. She hurriedly called for the doctor and he arrived soon.

Because of Michelle's sickness, her father didn't even go to the company. She was the last child and the most beautiful person in the family. Of course, they should all care.

They both stood by the door as the doctor inspected her body.

"Hey, don't look sad. She'll be alright" her father said to his wife.

The doctor sighed deeply and walked to them. He just kept his gaze low as if he had some bad news to say.

"Is my daughter okay?" Mrs Richard asked.

"She's okay but, I'm afraid to announce that she's about a month pregnant" he said.

"What?!" They chorused. Michelle sat up from the bed.

"You must be mistaken. I'm not pregnant"

"Yes, she's not. Run the test again. We can take her to the hospital for a better check up. My daughter hasn't even had sex before" Mr Richard said.

Michelle threw her gaze away from her father. She knew she has been having sex with Francis since she clocked 15. They've been using protection. She didn't even want to think about the news of her pregnancy. She didn't expect it at all.

"If you want that, fine. But, the news will still be the same. She's pregnant" the doctor spoke calmly.

Mr Richard rushed to his daughter.

"Don't tell me that bastard is the one responsible for that tiny creature growing inside your stomach" he growled angrily.

Michelle hesitated before she spoke. She sniffed in and blinked repeatedly, wiping the tears off her cheek.

"He is" she said in a whisper.

"What did you say?" He asked.

"Francis is the one responsible. He's the only one I've slept with" She said.

Her mother shook her head in disappointment. She couldn't believe her 17 year old daughter is pregnant.

"Honey, pack her things up. She's going to abort that baby and then move to California" Mr Richard said to his wife. Michelle frowned and threw her legs out of the bed.

"I'm not moving and I'm not aborting this baby" she said.

Her parents exchanged glances with each other.

"I see you want to ruin my reputation. I won't let that happen. You have two choices. Abort that baby and move to California or, keep the baby and never call us your family. I'm going to disown you as my daughter if you're keeping that pregnancy" he said. Tears rushed down Michelle's cheek. She didn't like the two ideas.

She can't abort the baby. She doesn't want to. She touched her stomach and sniffed in.

"I'm sorry dad. I rather leave than abort this baby" she said.

Mr Richard nodded his head. He was deeply hurt but he rather not show it. He turned to his wife.

"She already picked her choice. Don't stop her" he said.

Mrs Richard also was trying not to cry.

"Don't be a baby now Michelle. You need your family with you. Just accept your father's wish and he'll forgive you" she said, touching Michelle's face.

Michelle threw her mother's hand off her face.

"Like father said, I've picked my choice. I'm leaving" she said.

"Leave this house before evening. I must not return from the company and see you here. I'll get you arrested. You must not take the car and hand over your credit cards to your mother"

"But dad! I love Francis, he loves me too. Just accept him, please. You can give him a job in one of your company and see..."

"Keep your filthy mouth shut! My seventeen year old daughter is pregnant and you want me to take her in with her child and the father of the child. That will never happen. I won't repeat myself. Leave my house Michelle!" He thundered and left her room. She broke down and fell on the floor.

Her mother was still very disappointed in her.

She cried as she left the room also.

Michelle was alone in her room, feeling down and devastated. She can't imagine how careless she was to how she became pregnant. She took her phone, ready to call Francis and tell him about the news.

She silently prayed that he better agree to it.

~Six years Later~

The door flung wide open, making Michelle shriek in fear. She left the kitchen and walked to Francis. He sat down on the old couch with his hand over his head.

She didn't need anyone to tell her what happened. She just sat close to him.

"Babe, you don't have to be sad. We are in this together" she said.

He raised his head and glared at her.

"I just lost my fourth job in two months. What can I do with just two thousand dollars? It can't help. The kids school fees, the light bills, the water bills, everything!" He was pained.

Michelle sighed and folded her lips. She was also working in different part time jobs to make sure she supports him.

"You should eat something and then, calm down. I need to go to work" she sprung up and head to the kitchen to bring him some food. His voice stopped her.

"Why can't you just ask your parents for help? It's not too