"YOU'RE pregnant?" Eunice uttered when she saw my baby's ultrasound.
I smiled and nodded then gently touched my stomach, which had not yet bulged. I'm nervous but excited at the same time. Even it's too early to say, I promise to give everything to my future child.
"Does Zachary know? How about Daddy?" she asked again.
"Not yet. I intend to tell Zachary when he gets home from their convention in Zambales. I'll tell Daddy later tonight. I'll just take a rest," I replied.
Here we are in my room. I just got home from a checkup, and Eunice was the first person I told the news. We're half-siblings. We are not very close, but we are not enemies either.
"Atasha, Daddy won't be happy about this. You know his campaign for governor is in full swing right now. Besides that, you know he doesn't like Zachary because he doesn't belong to a rich family. What are people going to say to Daddy? That he let his daughter get pregnant even though you are not married yet? This is a mess, Atasha, considering our family's issue before," she said to me for a long time.
I sighed and tried to smile. "I understand what you're saying, Eunice. But what can I do? It's already here, I'm pregnant."
She massaged her temples before looking at me again. "Keep it a secret for now. Let's finish the election first before letting everyone know about your pregnancy," she said.
Although I am sad that I had to hide my situation for now, I understand Eunice's concern. Daddy loves politics; he also spent several years running for governor. After all, it's only a week before the election ended; maybe it won't be a problem if I don't let everyone know about my situation first.
I agreed to Eunice's wishes. There was also a little joy in my chest because since she found out I was pregnant, I noticed how often she took care of me. Somehow I'm not sad because I have someone to take care of my future child with.
"Have you contacted Zachary?" Eunice asked as she brought me milk to my room.
I shook my head and thanked her. "There is no signal in Zambales where he is. His last message to me was that their convention there would be extended for four more days," I said.
She just nodded at me while watching me drink. "Daddy will be home in one more day. When you need something, just come to my room."
"Thank you. You don't have to do this, but thank you for taking care of me and my baby," I said with a smile.
She sneered. "It's okay. I kinda like it though. Alright, I'll be in the room first."
I just nodded and let her go. When the milk was completely gone, I lay down on my bed to rest. As I used to do before going to bed, I happily stroked my stomach.
"Only two days more, baby. Your grandfather will meet you," I said to him. "Mommy is excited to see you. I hope I can do a good job of being your mother."
I suddenly felt my stomach growl, so I laughed and shook my head.
"You're greedy, baby. I'm going to get fat because of you. But okay, Mommy will eat again for you. It's okay even if I become a whale."
I slowly got up and then put on my robe. I went out of my room and made my way down to the kitchen, but before I got to the stairs, I frowned when I heard a noise from Eunice's room.
"What's that?" I winced. "Eunice brought a guy?" I added it because that noise is familiar to me.
I just shrugged my shoulders and walk to pass her room, even though her door was slightly ajar.
"Ohh... Zachary..."
I was stunned and stiffened in my place when I heard the name called by my sister. I felt like my brain went blank for a few seconds. I laughed hard and shook my head.
No, maybe it's just a same name.
But no matter what I convinced myself of, my feet moved on their own to approach the door of Eunice's room. Trembling, I pushed the door a little and paled at the sight.
"Ohhh... hmmnghh... I'm almost there, Zachary..." Eunice moaned as she was fvcked and claimed by a man familiar to me.
I stared weakly at the two of them. I feel like my heart is pounding with pain. I don't know how to think or how to act. I was just dumbfounded while watching my sister and the father of my baby have sex.
"Ahhh... Eunice... I love you so much..."
I completely lost my strength and fell to the floor because of what I heard. They stopped there and looked in my direction. I wanted to laugh because instead of seeing the shock in their eyes, it seemed as if they had nothing to do with me, catching them both.
"How could you do this to me?" I stuttered as I gathered my strength.
Tears were falling down my cheeks, one after the other. I also felt my stomach tighten, which made me nervous. No matter how hard I tried to calm myself, I couldn't because of my overflowing emotions.
They didn't answer me. They just started dressing as if I wasn't looking at them. As if they were the only people in the room.
"Zachary..." I called softly, hoping for an explanation from him.
It was as if I had been stabbed by thousands of needles when he looked back at me. Disgust—that's all I could see in his eyes.
"Enough with that, Atasha. Zachary and I have been in a relationship for a long time. He only used you to turn Daddy's attention to you and not to the two of us," Eunice replied as she completely got dressed and looked at me without emotion.
"H-How... why? You know I'm pregnant, Eunice," I said tremblingly, looking at the man I love. "I'm pregnant, Zachary. Can you hear me? We're going to have a baby," I said, desperate for him to choose me this time.
"He wants that dead, Atasha. He doesn't want the child," said Eunice.
It was as if I were deaf and dumbfounded, staring at the two. "W-what?"
Eunice dramatically flipped her hair and crossed her arms. "Look, Atasha. Let's not make it bigger. Just get rid of the baby. That will only ruin the image of all of us," she said, as if she wanted me to do something very simple.
Even though I was weak, I stood up and laughed. "How dare you say that to me, Eunice? I have a child in my womb; I cannot even kill a dog. How much more my own child?"
She smirked and walked to her bedside table. She took a jar from there and smiled while staring at it.
"Well, you're lucky because I am your sister. I did that for you," she said, then looked at me.
My lips parted as what she wanted to say slowly registered in my mind. I was consumed by fear and trembling along with the flow of hot liquid down my leg.
No. . .
"W-what did you do?" I said this while trembling and trying to stop myself from bending over to see what it was.
I fell to the floor as the twisting in my stomach intensified. I screamed in pain as my tears poured like a river. I finally saw the blood on the floor as well as on my body.
"N-No . . ." I shivered as I looked at them. "Please... help me. Have mercy. I won't trouble you; just please... save my baby," I pleaded.
But instead of helping me, they carelessly walked. They were about to pass me when I grabbed the leg of the man I trusted.
"Zachary... please. I'm begging for our baby. Please... help me... "I sobbed as I begged him incessantly.
My world fell apart and my heart was ripped to shreds when he moved his knees against my hold. He completely ignored me and left with Eunice. They left me alone while I was bleeding and worried about the condition of my future child.
"No . . ." I faintly whispered, then trembled as I looked at the blood I had lost.
Crying, I gathered those in front of me even though I'm weak; I'm like a madman bathing in the blood and flesh of my baby. Begging it is not too late. Wishing it was just a nightmare
"My baby..."
Some time passed, and no help came. No one came back. I just emotionlessly leaned against the door while hugging my own robe full of dried blood that I lost.
I looked at myself again and then stared into nothingness. I clenched my palms while still hugging my robe tightly.
"I will make sure you all kneel before me..."
Study, graduate school, and work. Actually, that's the only plan I have for my life. My studies come before anything else, no matter how much time my buddies and I spend hanging out or drinking. But I had a different goal when I met Atasha Rodriguez. She is simple but beautiful. Her appeal was so strong that even if she were just sitting and busy with what she was sketching, she seemed like an angel in my eyes."You. I've been noticing for a long time the stickiness of your gaze on the fine art student who often hangs out on the bench," Thelmo commented when we once had a drink in his dorm.My jaw quickly tightened, and I looked at him intently. "How did you know her?""Whoa! Chill, no one is going to steal your babe," he said while still raising both hands in the air. "It's obvious what course she's taking; besides that, I can already smell your moves by simple passing through their room even though it's faster on the other pathway."The rest of our companions laughed and showered me
We won, and all the people who have sinned against us are already behind bars. I don't know how Zachary was able to sue Tita Ayna, but I am grateful to him anyway. I can now face our children in peace.Even if it's bad to be happy amid the sadness of others, I can't help it. In two years, I finally got justice for us. It's like I was saved from drowning—I breathed and found new hope to continue the life I once gave up."W-We did it," I stuttered and cried as I hugged Zachary.His arms quickly wrapped around my waist, and he planted a kiss on my hair. "You are now free, baby," I heard him murmur.I just cried. I can't stop the happiness that escapes from my chest, and I know that he is the same. It's over; our fight is over."Thank you. This wouldn't be possible without you," I said between sobs.I felt him shake his head, and then I was carefully pulled away from him. He held my face and kissed my forehead. He smiled at me despite the tears forming in his eyes."I can't do this withou
The following weeks passed quickly. We stayed at Nanay Victoria's home for two days before returning to Manila. Zachary and I wasted no time; he underwent counseling after our assessment, while I, on the other hand, had a therapy session. It was a little difficult for me because I had to go over everything again so that the doctor who was looking at me could understand my condition. Nevertheless, I was comforted to know that I had someone by my side the entire time.I was diagnosed with PTSD. I'm not surprised because that's what my old doctor in America confirmed to me. Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder is not curable, but people with this condition can improve their symptoms significantly.I couldn't help but be impressed with how professional Thelmo was at work. Although he and Zachary knew each other, he was not opinionated. He is a friend outside the hospital, while he is a doctor inside. He doesn't force me to talk if I don't feel comfortable. He supports everything I say or do.I
I used to believe there was nothing more agonizing than what I went through, but now I'm being forced to feel it twice as much. It's been two days since I found out about the deaths of my pet kitten and my unborn child, but I still don't know how to accept it. I felt like I was losing my mind.Angel suffered a deadly wound that resulted in significant bleeding before she passed away. Unfortunately, I dropped her after getting hit on the head, and a shard of glass punctured her chest. While I lost my baby because my body was weak and I was under a lot of stress, I also had to be injected with some drugs.I couldn't help but hold my deflated stomach as I stared out the window. I don't know which is more painful: losing a child that you know you are carrying or losing a child without even knowing that there is a life that is still forming inside your body. I sighed and tried to swallow the pain that was blocking my throat. I want to cry, but my eyes feel so tired. It seems that even thos
I'd be lying if I denied that I wasn't exhausted from the fight I was in. For two years, anger kept me alive, but that didn't mean I wasn't slowly being drained. The people I trusted betrayed me, and even if my anger towards them reached the sky, the pain they left in my heart is still there. I was always aware that the road I was going to take would not be easy. I didn't just want justice for my unborn child; I also wanted to destroy their lives in every way to satisfy myself. Now that I'm slowly getting it, I feel like I'm lost in nowhere."You don't intend to turn the hospital into a hotel, do you?" Aireen tried to joke.I just rolled my eyes at her. "Go away; your fvckbuddy is waiting for you downstairs."I thought she would tease me again, but she just stared at me. There was sadness in her eyes, and I didn't know what it was for. Later, she let out a forced smile before patting me on the shoulder."Just call me again when you need something," she said before finally leaving.I
I know I am enough for my child; however, sometimes I also thought that if I were to disappear, who would stay longer at Angelei's grave like I did? And right now, God has given me the answer to that. I smiled bitterly as I watched Zachary kneeling and silently crying in front of Angelei's grave. I don't know how many hours we have been here; after I was admitted to the hospital for four days, I asked him to drive here first. I know it's too late, but I still want to make up for it and clear his name.Throughout the two years that passed, Angelei became my sympathizer for all the pain and anger I was carrying. I made her feel like we were the only ones on our side, and I loaded her with the hatred I had for Zachary. That's why, now that I know the truth behind my miserable life, I know I have to fix everything. I'm not the only one hurting. With every tear falling down Zachary's cheek, I know that, like me, he can't help but blame himself, even though I keep telling him that he is inn