I go straight to my shitty apartment. “You’ll be mine Isabella Styles.” His voice is now haunting me! Why would he want someone like me? I change into a large t-shirt and some yellow sweats.
‘I really need a job.’ I tell myself as I think of what to eat. I make some spaghetti with lots of cheese. Looks like I’m going for cheese then. Since I know I wouldn’t cook again till the next day I decide to make lots so that I would just heat it up later. That’s pretty much how I always survive. I suddenly feel some pain in my lower abdomen but I ignore it. Maybe it is just my periods. They have been a week late after all.
I eat my food and decide to go buy some pads. It’s always good to be prepared after all. I put my hair in a messy ponytail and take my beaded Masai sandals that my best friend Harry got me on one of his travels to Africa. He is a photographer who travels everywhere. I have known him through my adoptive dad. He is his nephew who I love like a brother and treated him as my best friend. Yeah I know. I have a boring and no social life.
I get the pads that I use and some ice cream that I instantly want. I am running low on money and I know I have to pay the bills and rent but I really can’t resist taking it. I try ignoring it twice when I go to pay for my pads but go back for it until I just decide to take it. Screw bills and rent. I really want an ice cream right now.
“Oh My. You finally took it.” The middle aged woman gives me an amused laugh. I can’t help but blush at how stupid I might have seemed like. “No need to be embarrassed dear. Cravings are normal for pregnancies." WHAT!
“I’m not pregnant. In fact I came for these.” I show her the pads and she gave me an apologetic smile. “Oh dear! This is the first time I’m wrong. Sorry to assume.” I only give her a small smile as I take the packed bag after paying.
I feel the pain in my stomach again and I hurry to the house to get some painkillers but while I try opening the door I see a lot of blood. I touch the blood and raised it. No. period blood doesn’t look like this. The pain came back and I clutched my stomach painfully.
I let out a small cry and the next minute I feel someone’s hand trying to pick me up even though I tried to protest. I am placed inside a car and I feel it move but I am in so much pain to question the person.
After a while that feels like days to me I see some nurses trying to get me out of the car to a stretcher and that was when I allow the darkness to consume me.
I hear some beeping sound next to me. I try opening my eyes but the room is filled with bright light that I have to shut my eyes first before trying to try open them again. After my mission was successful, I notice I am in a white room. A hospital room. I have different tubes stuck to my body. I look around and see a man sleeping on the couch that doesn’t seem too comfortable.
A nurse comes in with some medicine and syringes on a tray. “I see you are awake. How do you feel? Any pain?” I try talking but my throat seems dry which she notices and pours some water into a cup with straw and puts the straw in front of my lips. “This happens since you haven’t been talking for a day or eaten anything.” So I've been here for a day. I nod at her. She seems nice.
“I only have this headache though it is not so bad but I could use with some painkiller.” We talk a bit and the man stirs and I know we have woken him up. He comes to the side of my bed. My eyes widen a bit when I realize it is Mr Brown. My neighbour that never talks to me.
“Mr Brown.” I say it like a statement. I give him a confused look since I don't understand what he's doing here.
“You are awake. I found you crying in front of your door and you were bleeding.” It was him! I felt being picked up but I was in too much pain to notice who it was. Then everything comes back to me.
“Why was I bleeding? Did the doctor say anything?”
Mr Brown lets out a sign and passes his hands down his face. He really looked good now that I really look at him. He has brown curly hair that looked so messy though it was styled with gel as always. He had a deep set of blue eyes that reminded me of something or someone I couldn’t place my finger on. He always has this serious face that makes him look somewhat arrogant. Another arrogant face that I met recently comes to me and I roll my eyes. I look at Mr Brown and see him give me a confused face and I remember I rolled my eyes at him.
“Sorry. Your face just reminded me of someone.” I give him a smile. He only nods. “I think I’ll have the doctor talk to you. And by the way I know nobody you are close with so I wrote my name as a cousin.” What? Why would he do that? We barely even talk. I thank him before he leaves for the doctor.
I sit back on the bed and try to relax since I feel my muscles are so stiff. I think about how Mr Brown is. I never expected him to act this way. I don’t even know his first name! This is the second time he's saved me in a short span of time even though we never talk. He is so private and I hardly see him but I never mind. Seems like I’ll have to invite him for dinner or make him some pie to thank him.
Mr Brown comes in with a woman in a white coat who I assume is the doctor. “Hello Ms Styles. I am your doctor, Talia Greene.” She stops next to me holding a sort of file with my name highlighted on it. “You have been unconscious for twenty hours even though there were times that you moaned out in pain but were able to stop them by giving you some very strong painkillers and we had to stop your bleeding. We did some blood transfusion since you were low on blood.”
She looks up from the folder and turns her gaze to Mr Brown before taking it back to me. “Actually it was your cousin Steven Brown who donated his blood. B+.” So his name is Steven Brown. Nice. May… WAIT WHAT? “He donated his blood?” My eyes are so wide that I feel them almost popping out.
“Yes. Looks like there was some shortage and it was an emergency and he offered his. Is there a problem?” I shake my head no and realize it was painless. “Thank you Steve.” I give ‘my cousin’ a huge smile which he returns with a genuine one after a slight hesitation. It seems people don’t smile at him. I don't comment on that though.
“So why was I bleeding doc? I had stomach cramps and I knew I was supposed to have my periods but I never expected to have so much blood loss. What’s even strange was that it came a week later. Could it be because I just lost my virginity a month ago?” I have started rambling again. I am nervous since I know I have a problem. I hate getting sick. I knew I have no money to pay my hospital bills so I prevented so much from going to hospital.
Doctor Greene gives me an apologetic smile. “You didn’t know, did you?” I furrow my eyebrows and travelled my gaze to Mr Brown who has an unreadable expression on his face. “Kno-Know what?” My mind has already thought of all possible things. ‘Cervical cancer?’ out of reflex I clutched my stomach and the doctor had a small sad smile.
“You are five weeks pregnant.” I faint.
Five fucking weeks pregnant? How? I’ve only been with one man.Sydney Kings.But he used condoms. Or not? Oh! My! Fucking! Gosh! How could I have been so careless? Now I have a baby inside of me? I touch my belly but I remember the bleeding.“I was bleeding. What happened? Is it safe?” My heart is pounding so fast that I have to breathe in deeply.“I’m sorry Ms Styles but you encountered a condition called ‘Vanishing Twin Syndrome.’ You had twins but you had a miscarriage and only one of them survived.” My heartbeat picks up again and I feel some pain in my chest. I am already a bad mother in a month into pregnancy.I feel a tear drop to my cheeks but I wipe it so fast. My life is prone to disasters and I am used to it. Maybe I’m just a sucker for pain.I might be ‘the tigress’ but
I am still and numb. Jason had already left but I can't move. My life had taken a very big turn.Just a month ago I found my ex cheating on me with two big boobed whores. A month ago I decided to go to a club and ended up losing my virginity. A month later I find out Im pregnant. IM PREGNANT. A pregnancy that is unknown to the dad. A pregnancy that I already lost a baby. And now I find out I was kidnapped and my birth mother is unstable?I decide to look for something to eat before I go to sleep. I make some chicken sandwich and some chocolate milk. I place my food on the island and take out my phone. I need a job now more than ever. I notice the same job that I was interviewed for is still open but I skip it. I cant work for the man responsible for my pregnancy.I find another vacant place for personal assistant for the CEO of C and S Company. I know being a PA could be tedious but I could still apply. But Im sur
The interview in the C and S company was uneventful apart from the glares from different women that wanted the same position. I get into my apartment and go straight to the kitchen. I was starving. I decide to make some pasta amd some grilled chicken. I'm used to the quiet life. Always alone. No friends. But for once I feel so lonely. Instinctively, I place my palm on my stomach and smile. Maybe I really need my baby. A thought of Sydney passes through my mind. I know he would be discharged two days. It is written on the papers with his face everywhere. I feel so compelled to go see him and me being me, I took my purse and left for the hospital. Once I came out from the cab I start questioning myself. I always did things without thinking about the endings. I was sort of the 'actions now consequences later' type of girl. I had to live like this to survive. 'Look where that led you now. You're preg
I find Harry making some coffee and a glass of chocolate milk and pancakes on the side. It's been twelve days since we moved to this apartment that Harry bought since he wanted a break from traveling. Two weeks since I went to the hospital and a week since I got the job. I eat my breakfast so fast and rinse the dishes after Harry is done with his too and place them in the dish washer.Since I told Harry about my pregnancy, he has been a mother hen and so overprotective. He even drops me to work and picks me up. Most coworkers think that he's my boyfriend and we made no attempt to correct it. Maybe we just don't care to do it.We arrive the C and S Company building fifteen minutes later and as always Harry takes me to the building ensuring that I'll call him when I'm done. I really need to buy a car.Harry kisses my forehead before turning as I enter the building."I have to get myself a b
Turns out Mr Keels is handing over the company to me. Funny, I know. If a month and a half ago I would be told I'd be a rich pregnant heiress who was impregnated by Sydney Kings, I would laugh in your face and ask you to join a mental hospital. That's just sick. But here I am.Mr Keels explained how my mother wouldn't be the CEO since she got depressed and Jason was never interested with company work so Mr Keels took over until another suitable person would be found. Me.We agreed that since I'm pregnant I would only get to know how everything works and prepare myself to take over six months after my baby's birth.I take out my flowery sundress after taking a bath ready to go see my mother in the clinic. Jason should be here in twenty minutes and since I'm not applying any makeup that means more time for me.It's been a week since the meeting at the office and I told Jason and Mr Keels that I wou
Today Harry and I will be going for my appointment and later for some baby's shopping. It's 5am and I'm sleepless. I'm turning into an insomniac! I hold my tummy and caress it as if the baby can be seen as I think of how it would feel with its daddy here.I sigh. A girl can always dream. Sydney and I are just never meant to be.I take a cracker from my bedside table and take a bite before the morning sickness starts. I check the clock to find it's only five minutes past six.Should I go for a run? NO! I don't want the same incidences happening again. I still can't get over the fact that the person I had to save was the person responsible for all my morning sicknesses! What makes me furious is that he's enjoying a good night sleep with his fiancé while I'm here up like an insomniac and trying to have at least an hour of sleep.Talk about unfair lives.
I did tell Harry about Sydney and how he's engaged. I told him about the interview. What I never told Harry was his name. I never knew that our paths would cross so often after that hospital incident and Harry gave me space and never inquired who the person is. Looks like he figured it out. After all Sydney is engaged to Bianca and he's a CEO and he spoke about the awkward meeting with him at the clinic some five minutes ago.I look down at my fingers then back to Harry. "He is. He's the dad.""I noticed how you looked at each other. You were holding you're tummy whenever he was around you know." He chuckled at that then went silent after that."Fucking asshole." Harry sounds so pissed and his knuckles turns white with the force he's using to grip the steering wheel. Harry hardly ever swears since my adoptive dad never liked it and since we were always around him, we kept it at a minimal. So we never swore to
I marked twelve weeks long in my pregnancy calendar two days ago. The morning sickness has reduced tremendously and I am slightly showing. Harry and I have bought some of the baby's items even though we don't know the gender yet."Tonight we're going out for dinner. I have something to tell you and someone you need to meet." Harry tells me when we're having breakfast. Even though I want to nag him to tell me since he's made me so curious, I only nod. Harry never changes his mind when he decides anything. And lately he's been so secretive and weird. I knew he was hiding something but I never asked him about it. We both talk when we feel ready and we respect that since we have that in commonI finish my breakfast and take the dishes to the sink then bid Harry goodbye then head to my car. Harry has a photo studio that has been picking up for the last month and he seems happy with iTen minutes later I arrive at the co