Maybe I Deserve
Chapter 1
A/N: I've had this idea for sometime now and I can't wait any longer so I'm going to post it now.
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Reba Hart lied awake in bed, silent tears streaming down her face. The attempts to stifle her cry from her husband became increasingly hard. Slowly and carefully she climbed out of bed and went into the bathroom, softly closing the door behind her. She sat on the toilet and held her head in her hands, releasing a new array of tears.
Brock Hart sat straight up and stared at the bathroom door, unable to sleep because his heart ached for the incredible pain he felt for his wife. He wanted so badly to hold and kiss her and to take away her sorrow. He walked to the door leaned against it, tucking at his chest, praying that God calm his wife's pain and let sleep come peacefully through the night. When he heard Reba sound like she was on her way out of the bathroom, he rushed back into bed and pretended to be asleep.
Reba wiped the tears from her eyes, but the stains remained in place. She gracefully made her way back into bed, turning her back towards him. Brock turned toward where she lay in bed and cuddled up to her, embracing her in his arms. She wanted to pull away from his grip, but the strength in his arms proved too much for her. These arms that held her, used to be a symbol of love, loyalty and devotion but now they were full of lies and uncertainty. She felt as if a stranger was lying next to her. A stranger who just happened to be her husband of twenty years.
After twenty years of love, friendship, and kids, Brock and Reba Hart found themselves in a hell of a spiral. After a year of fighting and separations, Brock admitted to Reba that he had cheated on her with Barbra Jean Booker, his dental hygienist. But that wasn't the worst part, Barbra Jean found herself pregnant with Brock's child. When he told Reba, she felt like apart of her heart had been ripped out. For weeks, Reba wouldn't talk or even look at him. Brock begged her to take him back and to give them another chance. Reba had missed him so much that she accepted his apology and took him back. But getting their lives back together proved harder than expected.
Reba was happy that he was back home but Brock couldn't neglect Barbra Jean and the child they would soon have together, so Reba felt sorely out of place when she came by or when Brock would escort her to the doctor appointments. She loved him, of course, but she questioned whether she could ever trust him again and if you don't have trust what do you have? She started to think that them getting back together was a big mistake. She didn't see him the same way. Instead when she looked into his eyes she saw hurt, pain, and sorrow. But Reba was so afraid of being out on her own that she allowed him into her life, despite how she really felt. As a result she became distant and found herself pulling back instead of embracing the situation and loving him like she always had.
Brock knew Reba was having a hard time accepting every thing but he loved her and wanted to be with her despite every thing. He walked on pins and needles when he was around her, for fear that one more slip up would cost him every thing.