The cries of the twins woke Seth up from the peaceful sleep he was having on the couch in the living room. He grumbled and turned to his side when the children wouldn't stop with their loud wailing sounds. "Bella! Bella, the babies are crying!" He yelled loudly. He knew he ought to get up but he was too lazy to even think about such a thing at the moment. Instead of the silence he expected, the babies' cries got even louder as they continued to make their demand for attention known. Seth groaned loudly as he opened his eyes and sat up. He looked around and shook his head softly when he realized that he was not on his bed in his room. "Why didn't she wake me up when she returned?" He mumbled to himself. After he left the bar with the blonde woman the previous night, he had respectfully found a cab for her, paid the driver, and made his way out of there before the woman tried to force herself on him. He wasn't interested in her body, no. The only reason he had even walked out of the
Isabella was confused when she opened her eyes and saw herself in a strange room where she had no idea why she was there. She shot up and looked around the place. The walls were painted in gold. The window was formated in an arched form and covered with tinted glass that she was sure it didn't give any one trying to peep from outside the luxury of seeing whatever or whoever was inside. The curtains covering the windows were as sparkling white as one could ever see them. Then, there were two chairs and a table that separated them in a far corner of the room. On the table, rested a laptop. There was also a single couch at another end of the room. She roamed her eyes around again and she saw that there was a wardrobe closed to the bed where she slept. Her eyes fell on another door that was slightly opened. Frightened out of her wit, she got up from the bed and made her way to the place on tiptoes. When she got there and peeped through the open space, she released the breath she hadn't
Seth hissed as he got home and made his way into the house. His fist clenched and unclenched as he looked at his phone for the hundredth time that morning. The time was already 10 AM and still, there was nothing from the woman. He called Anna but even she hadn't gotten any call from her best friend. He wondered if she had flown to her mother's side at San Francisco but he doubted it, knowing that his mother would have given him a heads up once she noticed her presence. And the last thing he wanted was to frighten the women about her disappearance."Hey. Where did you run off to like that?" Rita asked, coming over to where he stood. "Isabella hasn't returned to this house since her shift ended last night." He explained to the older woman. "What? What happened to her?" It became evident in the way her expression turned sour that she was worried about the younger woman."I don't really know. I'm confused as hell but I don't know what to do or where to look for her." His hand disappeared
"Isabella, are you okay?" He asked the moment he heard her voice. "I said, where are my children?" Isabella asked him again. What she was more afraid of was if he had taken the opportunity of her one night absent and had hidden her babies. She wouldn't be so surprised if he did that anyway since that was the entire reason why they were involved with each other. "Where are you?" Seth asked her, frowning his face even though she couldn't see his expressions. "Home. But that is not the conversation we are having right at the moment. Where are my babies?""Victoria and Samuel are both fine. Stay right at the house, we'll be home before the next forty-five minutes," Seth implored her. He hung up the call and closed his eyes. His breathing was harsh as it released all the vapor he had kept hidden in his lungs. "Come on, you guys. Mommy is back." He announced it to them. He grabbed Samuel first and placed him back in the stroller. Then, he reached for Victoria who kept trying to wriggle o
Seth looked at Isabella like she had suddenly grew two horns at the center of her head. "Wh-what did y-you just say?" He stammered out. "I said that I am moving out of your house with my babies," Isabella repeated the statement. "What the fuck are you talking about?!" Seth yelled at her. "I am very sure that you are not deaf. Or are you?""You can't move out of the house, Isabella. I won't allow it.""Did you even listen to yourself?!" Isabella yelled at him. "You won't allow it? Based on what ground?""Bella, please-""Save it, Seth. I'm not interested in listening to anything as I am." She told him. "We would be leaving in the morning since I still need to pack up our things." She walked away from him. Seth watched her retreating figure for a while, clearly still not believing that she would treat him in such a way. When he saw that she didn't turn back or even laugh at him for believing her lies, he knew that she was serious. The gravity of the situation on ground began to play
Isabella cleaned her body with the towel she had around her chest. She had just finished taking her bath and was trying to hurry up with her dressing before the twins woke up and began their usual fussing for the morning. It was even more hectic for her since Seth no longer helped with caring for the babies the way he always did in the past. To be fair, it wasn't that he didn't want to, it was that she stopped him from coming to her room. After the incident of moving out and accusations flying around that happened between her and the man about two weeks ago, she had decided to cut him off from her life completely and partially from the life of their babies. Now, she no longer allowed him to get anything for her and the babies. In fact, she refrained from eating in the house and made sure she always bought the babies' food with her pennies. She didn't need someone like him hovering around her life. If it weren't for the promise she made to him, she would have moved out immediately with
Seth stood out the window of the hospital room they transferred their daughter to, watching the clouds go by while he was lost in thoughts over the events of the previous day. He couldn’t believe that they had spent the night at the hospital because Victoria’s fever didn’t go down as the doctors thought it would. His poor baby. What was worse was how she had gone into convulsions twice before daybreak. It took the doctor and the nurses a hell of a hard time stabilizing her. The last one she even went through, he was almost sure they would lose her. Only God and the doctor's persistence and Isabella's loud cry must have saved the little girl from being snatched to the cold hands of death. All through the torment, neither he nor Isabella had slept a wink. All they kept doing was looking and examining their little girl to make sure she was still breathing. Even now, they weren't so sure if she would pull through. He could feel tears stinging in the back of his eyes and when he finally f
"I told you to get some sleep," Seth said the moment he entered the hospital room and saw Isabella still seating up. Oh, she was doing more than just sitting though. She was examining the babies and making sure that they were still breathing. He knew that she was worried about the babies. And in all honesty, he was too. But just as he was worried about the babies, so also he was worried about their mother. If she continued the path she was choosing, he was afraid that she would collapse also and that would completely drive him crazy."At least listen to me this time." He urged her when he got fully into the room.Isabella gave a hefty sigh as she turned to look at Seth. The man was now standing beside her where she sat and he was looking at their babies over and over again. She managed a smile when she heard him sighed. He was just as worried as she was, she knew that. She also knew that he just continued to act like he wasn't really bothered because he wanted to act like the toughest