Bailey looked at the ring glinting in sun, it felt secure on her finger and heart. She was safe and loved now. She kicked at the grass, the court date weighed heavy on her mind. Would Amy twist everything around on her? Bailey wasn't ready to see her. Not after everything she went through the last month of her imprisonment.

Tears fell down her cheeks and onto the ground. She would have been about 3 months pregnant if Amy hadn't given her an abortion. Bailey wanted think it was because Amy had her best interest at heart, even if it was twisted. She balled her fists, she hated her, but still felt guilty about her being in jail now. She didn't want to deal with any of the legal shit. She just wanted it to all go away.

Bill was already talking about trying for another baby. It was too soon in her opinion, but didn't make him use a condom or pull out. She wondered if he even would since he wanted to try again. She looked around before pulling out a cigarette with shaking fingers. She fumbled with the lighter a few times before getting it right. She inhaled deeply before coughing violently, puffs of smoke coming out with each cough before she could get a fresh breath of air. It tasted like shit, wasn't menthol supposed to make this shit easier?

Bailey took a few breaths before trying again, taking a smaller drag this time. She bounced her leg anxiously. What the hell was she doing? This wasn't how she pictured married life being. Where was the honeymoon get away? She felt frustrated. Bill wanted to stay in Arlen and raise their kids there. Arlen was a dusty ass boring small town. Bailey was itching to leave Texas behind once and for all. She took another drag on the cigarette.

Wasn't marriage supposed to complete you? She loved being married but sometimes it was dull and it has only been a few months. She was dying to get away. It was boring when Bill was at work, what was she supposed to do now? Being trapped in that house had changed her. She couldn't just go sit down and play a game or read anything without putting it down a few minutes later. All she did lately was glare at the ground, smoke, and brood.

Bill was much older and wasn't cultured in the shit she was into. He didn't understand the memes she would show him or her humor half the time. She hated when he would play country pop. The classic rock was okay, but wasn't her favorite. She didn't say anything, afraid to hurt his feelings. She just let him play whatever on the radio instead of what she wanted to listen to.

The media was also a nuisance, once word got out out vans rolled up and reporters waved cameras in their windows and faces. It didn't help that Nancy tried to get the first scoop on things. Bailey never quite trusted her after that. Bailey just wanted to skip town until the trial.

It didn't help when she went in with Bill to have his bandages removed that the nurse said it was "brave of her to be there for her dad". What would people think when she was pregnant again? That was only a matter of time. It was an awkward ride home. All the doctors appointments were overwhelming. Her own wound was healing up, but things weren't quite the same.

She dug a hole with her toes as she lit another cigarette. What was life even? Before she would have loved to stay home for awhile but now she was itching to get work and get out of Arlen. Bill seemed set on staying with his friends and having her be a housewife. Bailey sighed heavily again.

A car door shutting made her almost choke on her cigarette. She checked her phone and cursed as she hurriedly put out her cigarette and buried it in the small hole she dug absentmindedly. She rushed to hide her lighter and cigarettes in a nearby flower pot.

Just in time, Bill slid open the back door and greeted her cheerfully. Bailey gave him a million dollar smile and quickly hugged him to hide her shame. Bill leaned in and smelled her, making a face. "Have you been smoking?" He asked with a funny look on his face.

"N-no, why?" She asked, digging her nails into her palm.

"You smell like you have." Bill said, looking at her sternly.

"Ah it must be from when Dale came over and sprayed the yard earlier." She lied, trying to act nonchalantly about it.

"Oh, I thought he wasn't going to do that until Wednesday." Bill said with a shrug. "I'll have to talk to him about smoking around you, it isn't healthy, what if you were pregnant?" Bill said with a glint in his eye.

"Y-Yeah." She said with a nervous laugh. That was close, too close. She hated lying to him but he would lecture her and make her stop. It was the one thing she could do that calmed her nerves.

"What's for dinner, love?" Bill asked as he steered her inside.

"I haven't thought of it..." She said sheepishly.

"We could just order pizza." He said with a shrug.

"Pizza is good." She perked up some, the guilt still eating her. Bailey kissed him suddenly and held him. "I missed you all day." She said quietly.

"I missed you too." Bill said with a grin, ruffling her hair.