Chapter 3 : "The Car"

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"My baby.." panic smitten in her face.

She immediately rushed to the hospital. Marie called Dwayne to come over to see his child.

Marie scolded Soraya. "If you're way too careful, then we're at the house chilling inside and not in the hospital!" her ire tone and choler-chilling sight met Soraya's frightened eyes.

'I'm the one who needed the most tending care then why do I need to feel sorry for Mnemosyne wicked personality?' she asked the herself.

Her dad finally came. Marie, again switched attitude from scorching face to a mild and calm one.

Soraya can't say a word. Her Aunt Marie and her evil-wicked daughters, their ill-humoured entity were deep down to the bones!

"Soraya darling how are you? Is everything alright?" tlthose words expressed by Marie made Soraya sick.

'Why do they need to pretend?'

"Soraya, is everything okay? Does it hurt? Daddy is here, you don't need to worry. Everything's gonna fine. I promised." Dwayne's voice jiggle a bit but it's enough to give courage to anyone who might hear it.

She's scared, but she didn't want to make her Dad worried.

"Uhm Ma'am, Sir, you're not allowed to enter and to be with your daughter in the intensive care unit. Please kindly wait outside." the nurse said respectfully and closed the door.

Dwayne's hand were quivering as they're patiently waiting outside. He's sweating so badly so Marie took over it.

"Hon, Soraya's gonna be fine." she held his hands and wrapped it with hers.

Three hours later, the doctor went out.

"Doc is she alright? Is the baby okay? Why did she bleed severely? Was the blood stopped from dripping?" His followed up questions made the doctor walked backwards.

"Mr. Lewis please calm down first. Soraya lost so many blood, she needs a blood donor. I'm sorry to say this but, you have to choose between the mother and the baby." the doctor explained woefully but his composure still the same.

Dwayne tittered and threw a quick-asking look as if he had heard a shaggy dog story.

"Me! I'm her father. I don't care about the baby. In fact, it is the reason why my wife died all of a sudden! So I don't want this bsby either!  As long as my daughter is safe and no baby around, I'll be at ease! I can be the blood donor if—" Dwayne didn't finished his words yet when the doctor speak again.

"You're not matched." 

"What?" Mr. Lewis asked hoping that he have heard it wrong.

The doctor then spoke formally, "We've found out that Soraya Lewis' type of blood is rh-negative, and you are AB positive. You two were not matched." he stated melancholy.

'Were not matched'

'Not matched.'

Those words pickled his presence.

Dwayne's world doomed. He felt like the heaven and earth blasted out.

'How is it possible that a father and a daughter didn't matched a single tiny matter?' He roasted while he was drowning below his mysticism.

"But how? I-I'm her father! I bet you've mistaken!" his tone became extravagantly loud.

"I don't know Mr. Lewis but it clearly showed in  the result. Soraya's blood type is rear. We haven't stocked rh-negative in our blood bank. You need to find a blood donor before it's too late or else.." the doctor stopped mid-sentence.

"Or else?" Marie asked curiously.

"Or else both Soraya and the baby.. will die." the doctor replied before he went back to the ICU.

Dwayne fell on his knees. 

'How?'

'Did her wife cheated on her?'

'Why?'

His rhetorical questions spilled out inside his head.

Those revealing truths made his mind anxious.

"Uhm, excuse me."

Her deep thoughts cut out when a woman with a black dirndl dress and a veil on her head popped out. Her long black and gray toned veil serves as mask to cover her face.

"Yes?" Marie's furrowed eyebrows suddenly moved as she answered the woman in black.

"I've heard that you need a blood donor right? I... I have the same blood type as your daughter Mister, rh-negative." she spoke in a low tone but enought to hear.

Dwayne was about to lose his hope but when hearing what the woman said, he jumped out of joy.

He felt like it was the luckiest day of his life. 

After a couple of moments, the blood transferred successfully. Soraya was unconsciously lying on the hospital bed. Soraya is the only one who survived, the baby didn't make it.

"May I know the name of the woman who saved my daughter's life out of the scourging hands of death?" Dwayne asked curiously while looking at her.

The woman didn't answer and then walked away.

"You.." Marie steamed out that she wanted to scratch its face when Dwayne stopped her.

"Chill, don't waste your time with her," he took one more glance at the woman before going back to Soraya's room.

"She's awake! Marie call the doctor. Make it fast!" Mr. Lewis elated to see her treasured daughter to open her eyes again.

"Dad.."  her voice sounded so weak that it can only beheard by people who were so closed to her.

"Yes dear?" he replied.

"Where is my baby?" She asked terrifically while searching on the four corners of that room.

Her curled eyelashes soaked wet. Her heart-shaped part under her nose keep a stiff upper lip.

Soraya felt like a thunderbolt strucked right through her chest when her father shooked his head.

After that incident, Soraya became ice-cold. She can't drink nor eat properly. She used to imprisoned herself on her room.

Marie thought that the heaven is in favor of her. 

"With Soraya's unstable mind, I can manage the whole hacienda with ease!" her evil thoughts were definitely a mug's game.

She played along boys and she even escort them to Lewis' residence whenever Dwayne was not around.

"What a mistress of all mistress! She must be ashamed of herself!" one of the maids said to her co-maids

"My eyes can't bear the whole scene! I felt like my nerves was having a breakdown whenever I'm thinking on what they are doing inside the Master Dwayne's bedroom!" it added while shaking her head.

Soraya knew it all. She acts as dumbfounded woman to see her Aunt Marie's immoralities. 

"I'm gonna call Dad," she was about to pick up the phone when a hand clasp onto her wrist.

"And what? You're gonna tell Dad about Mom?" It's Meanne.

'What a foul-smelled air brought Meanne on her room?' 

Her presence made Soraya miffed. Seven months was enough. They gone too far. Her anger bottled up for too long, she needed to let it out.

She stood up and threw a dekko to Meanne, "Everything I do ain't going to deal with you," a determined vibe swept over her. 

She's ready to fight. Her face was saturnine, a dark aura began to plastered on her face.

She's no longer pregnant now. She have the strength and power to kill Marie and her nasty twins in just a snap. 

But she was not that evil as them. Even it flashed in her mind she will not do the same.

"Mom!" Meanne's yell called her attention.

Marie and Mnemosyne came. They slicked a murderous glare to Soraya before finally spoke. "What on earth is going between the two of you?" Marie's disgusted face were as red as tomatoes. 

Meanne grasp her Mom's arm moving it up and down to drag their attention to her. "Mom! Soraya were going to spill out everything to Dad!" she sighted.

Marie's expression were like an enraged tiger who were able to attack everyone she might see.

"You.." she furiously gripped Soraya's arm and dragged her alongside the corridor that made her jogged. She pushed her outside of the house.

Marie's face became slightly huffy, "From now on, you're no longer a part of the Lewis' family understood?" Marie threw a sh*t.

"What?" Soraya looked puzzled.

"You're not either a Lewis! You're not a biological daughter of Dwayne! These.." Marie grab the hands of her daughters and snort to Soraya.

"They are the true and legitimate child of Dwayne. So get lost!" Her heart tore apart when hearing these words. 

Marie, together with her daughters went back inside and closed the front door leaving her wet outside a stormy weather.

She felt the coldness of the rain that hugged her entire being. The piercing coldness of the wind that strikes her every time the word 'legitimate' came to her head.

"Dad..Dad!" her wretchedness filled the surroundings.

At first her mother, died. Second, her baby, the only family she had, took from her. And now her Dad, whom she knew that her biological father  from the start, leave her too.

'Was misfortune and badluck were her twins? It kept on following her.'

'Why is she have to suffer like this?' her thoughts deep down her head proclaimed a woe.

Her lips turned purple as she walked helplessly on the streets. She had no choice but to leave their home—the only thing that she can call hers.

Her structures were messed up. Her heavy footsteps resembled her ill-fated life. 

Her walk suddenly abrupted when a man came.

"Hey miss gorgeous, you look pale! Come with me if you want to fired up," the man with a shuddery face approached her. 

The way he smirk and look made her remembered the day she was kidnapped.

A frisson of creep shot her unstable state. She shooked her head and moved backwards.

"Nah, not interested." she replied coldly and was about to continue her walk when the man grabbed her waist forcefully.

Soraya was shocked.

She let go of his hand and run as fast as she could. She got this feeling 8 months ago when a group of men chased her.

A kink suddenly injected on her mind.

'What if that moment happened again?'

'What if she can't escape now?'

There was a car parked beside the road, not far from her.

She immediately run towards the car. Hopefully the car isn't locked so she grabbed the opportunity.

She went inside and lay her weary body beneath the back seat.

After a couple of hours a man came and went in the car. He started the engine and drove fast.

The car stopped, and then the man went out of his car. He felt something strange.

He heard some heavy breathings somewhere.

But he didn't mind it at all.

On the other hand, Soraya opened her eyes. She fell asleep at the lower part of the back seat.

She went out of the car clueless of what just happened.

"Where..am...I?" As she said those words she can't help but to stunned.

Soraya got mesmerized of what she saw. A  beautiful white mansion in front of her. It was quadruple times bigger than their hacienda. A huge fountain at the center facing the front door of the mansion. 

The crystalized pattern on the door looks so elegant. A splendid emblem on top of those windowpanes. 

She was about to look more about the beauty in front of her when a blast of soundwaves froze her.

"Who are you?"