She awoke to the soft, tender skin underneath her. A man had wrapped his hands around her waist. She scanned the surroundings, her migraine getting worse by the second. Her dress at the furthest corner of the hotel room. Her thong hung on the larvae lamp on the night stand.
Entangling the man's arms from her waist she covered her naked body with the white bedsheet that had little stains of blood. She blamed herself for everything that happened. Her heart was racing and her mind in turmoil, to think she had preserved her virginity for too long as a gift to her husband. Now a stranger, had already made his way with her...
After putting on her dress, she reached for the door before stumbling with the man's pants across the floor. His wallet hanging slightly from the trousers' pocket. She couldn't, but then again she had no choice! Quickly taking the man's wallet in her hand, she removed five hundred dollars and rushed out.
Minutes later, she was seated in a cab. The driver constantly taking glances at her doubting if she had the money to pay him. She sat there, wondering where to go, her parents would make her feel worse since they never consented to the marriage. They would only rub salt on her wounds.....Her brother, Gus would understand how she felt but she didn't want to add up to his problems.
An idea popped up, she would go to the one person she trusted the most! Her best friend, Raquel Henderson!
Two weeks later****
"Mick. We both know what's going on. So take this, it will finally confirm what we know," Raquel handed her best friend the little box. This was the fourth time she was kneeling on the bathroom floor, her head near the toilet bowl as she puked.
This had continued for almost one week already, the morning sickness, the nausea and the puking. Mikaella also had a feeling that what her best friend, Raquel insinuated could be true so she went to the bathroom taking the pregnancy kit with her.
"Raque, it's two lines!," she exclaimed showing her best friend the stick that had two red parallel lines on it.
"Yay! We are having a house baby!" Raquel said excitedly but what she didn't know was that her best friend was now a bundle of nerves. Who would support her? Her parents would disown her!
Her life was ruined, and had now taken a wrong turn, a dead end! And the father to her unborn baby? That night she was too drunk to remember his face or his name. All she remembered were those tantalizing lips those grey eyes that bore into hers in a moment of passion.
"Now that son of a gun will have to marry you for sure!,"Raquel told Mikaella unaware that the father to her baby was only a one night stand.
"I forgot to mention one tinsie detail. You will totally laugh after I tell you this"
"Mick? Mick? What did you do?"Raquel asked .
"When Owen left me at the altar, i was devastated, confused...this handsome man.. shows up..he was so hot, Raque. I..I..I thought it was Owen in that bed I swear,"she tried explaining, justifying herself.
"We must tell Gus about this," Raquel said but Mikaella didn't want to. She didn't want to put her family to shame. The Sandovals were reputable people that the society looked up to and honoured. The paparazzi must have already gotten information that she had been duped at the altar.
Now a scandal like her getting pregnant from a one night stand would totally crush her family's honor to shambles.
"No! No one should know about this, not Gus nor my family." She declared. Her best friend hugged her stroking her nut brown hair assuring her that she would support her in her decision.
"I'm here for you, Mick. We will raise this baby together," those words touched Mick, she cried her heart out. All this happened because of Owen Williams, the man she thought loved her, the man who always whispered sweet nothings in her ear, the man who used some googled punch lines just to woo her.
He was a good for nothing man, always using her for the money she had, lying to her that they would spend the rest of their lives together and build their future together!
The thought of telling the father of her unborn child crossed her mind, but she couldn't remember his face! Then again if the man really cared he would have looked for her but he didn't and that was enough reason not to look for him.
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Seven years later***She wiped the cookie dough off her face, as she continued adding more flour. She had made a mess but it was worth all the trouble since those were his favorite chocolate cookies."Mommy, mommy! Can I have some?",the little boy nudged her mother's apron. She looked down at her little boy, a smile forming at the corner of her lips. He always did this, begging to lick the chocolate off the spoon as her mom baked his favorite chocolate chip cookies.Seth, was her joy, her very existence, he was the only thing that turned right in her life. She recalled the day, she gave birth to Seth. Raquel totally flipped when Seth's little hand clutched her finger and the little giggle he let out when Raquel held him.Immediately after finding about her pregnancy, she left for Los Angeles. She was ready to give Seth up for adoption despite Raquel's persuasion. Once she saw his little grey eyes, sh
He's the dude?," Raquel asked once they were in Mikaella's office..Mikaella was scared something about the way he looked at her minutes ago made her tense."Yes, Raque! It's him..those grey eyes...I remember them..," she said using her hands to fan herself."Well pee in my ear and call it hot rain! You had to sleep with the one and only Roman Cervantes? Mick, you are his baby momma! Seth..."The mere mention of Seth suddenly made her legs weak. What if he found out they had a son together? What if he took Seth away from her? No! She wouldn't let anyone take her son away from her."No Raque! Seth is mine! Mine. He probably won't remember me anyway," she said laughing nervously as if to calm herself from how hot her body was getting and how fast her heart beat."Mmmh? Mick look at him, Seth is like a mini version of him. They look a like!"Raquel said.&
Roman Cervantes"Markus, get me all the information I need to know about her," he ordered the middle aged man, who for many years had worked as his private investigator."Right away sir," he said now rushing out.He sank in his chair his mind shifting to the little boy. The little boy who made the light that had faded in his heart for long shine. His gut told him that deep down there's something that linked him to the boy.Then there was Ms Sandoval! He never expected that he would ran into her after all those years. He recalled what happened eight years ago. The very incident that shook his life and shattered his heart.He had just been to Japan to attend a business conference. Thankfully it ended a bit earlier than expected and he couldn't wait to surprise Joanna, the love of his life..his fiancé..... Unfortunately fate had other plans for him. He arrived just in time to
"What do you mean someone picked him up?"Mikaella tensed up. Ms Naomi, Seth's teacher had briefly explained it to her that Seth was not in school. She had already made several calls to ask her colleagues if they happen to pick Seth up from school.She paced around her heart pounding against her chest as if to warn her of something tragic happening to Seth. She drove all the way home in hope that Seth would be there.But the chances were slim and she knew it.********"Calm down, Mick," Raquel patted Mick's shoulder. Mikaella was already at home clutching Seth's toy in her hand. She was relentlessly shaking, her eyes now swollen due to how much she had cried, she muttered a prayer for Seth's safety."Yeah, I'm sure he's fine,"Phil, another close friend, assured her. He also had a hard time believing that his God son was now lost somewhere, alone
"Remember when I told you that your daddy was in heaven looking after you," Mikaella started. It was now or never, she needed to do this. The idea of having a dad made Seth happy that his eyes lit up every time he'd talk about him.Mikaella on the other hand hadn't seen this day coming. The day in which she would have to share Seth with someone else who never bothered to look for her. She remembered vividly how Roman declared her a slut! She knew that Roman wasn't going to be the best father figure to her son.Yet here was Seth longing for a father of his own. The thought of running away with Seth crossed her mind but how long was she gonna run? Tomorrow she would come to an agreement with Mr Cervantes about Seth, sharing custody was what she had in mind but would Mr Cervantes agree to it?"Yes mommy. Did he come back from heaven to take care of us?" He asked excitedly as Mikaella sluggishly put on a smile.
The huge metallic gates automatically opened revealing a grand mansion. The oppressive gloom that had weighed her heart down suddenly lifted and dissipated.Roman ushered her into the sprawling vicinity with its lush well-tended lawn. Clusters of bushes dotted the compound, while beyond the house was a stone perimeter wall with a blaze of climbers in red, purple and cream.When she got to the front door, she could hardly believe her eyes. Roman reached for the front door opening the door revealing a spacious hallway that led to a large living room lavishly furnished with unique furniture. The floor length brown curtains were drawn as the sun's rays lit up the whole house.She tried to contain her excitement but she continued to look about with fascinated eyes. A middle aged woman introduced herself as Marga, and showed her around while Roman left.Marga showed her the rooms specifically Roman's room
That night she turned in his bed. She tossed, writhed and cried like a woman in labor. She was inconsolable. Her anguished cry burned deep in her heart and in the pit of her stomach like an inferno in the depths of the earth.She slightly turned at the monster sleeping beside her. The monster who had forcefully kissed and touched her inappropriately. Seven years ago this is what she desperately wanted, marriage! Now she felt filthy, she still felt his fingers trailing inside her skirt, she still had his musky scent on her despite the amount of soap she had brushed her skin with.His sleepy face made his complexion somehow angelic but Mikaella knew better. She had already figured out everything that ran through his filthy mind. He was doing all this to her for revenge, for keeping away his son away from him. She recalled the way he demanded his 'manly needs'.How he cupped her mouth with his hand. At first she didn't unde
Two weeks gone and she felt better. These two weeks came with progress to her, although she couldn't quite pin it how he he'd managed to let her go back to work so easily after blaming her of intentionally becoming malnourished to seek attention.An ounce of guilt perhaps, she reasoned.Raquel's questions were enough to make her head pop. She knew how yarpy Raquel was. It reminded her of how at one time her best friend was head over heels in love with a local bartender and every night she would haunt her with old hippie folk music."Are you sure he's not just acting? The guy is hot Mick but not dumb enough to not note that you are one fine hot specimen""He's not acting and second of all gross to the last statement. The guy is practically a freaking villain in every woman's dream""Well sister, at least you're set for life. Life is good, hot hubby cute son ooh and money the one thing that people lack"