I heard a soft knock on my door. Who is at this time? I have no visitor today. "It may be Juliet." I said to myself and walked towards the door wiping my face with my bare hands.
I unlocked the door before saying, "come in, the door is open now." And walked towards the bathroom to wash my face.
"What happened to you? Are you okay? Why are you crying? Is the little bunny.."
I stopped on my track and turned my head to find the owner of that voice and found myself broke into pieces than I was already. "Why are you here?" I asked in my most calm tone.
"I just wanted to check you out. Cause.. cause you are not with me when I woke up..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" I barely raised my voice.
"Riya, I remember everything--- I mean you were with me but again when I woke up, you are nowhere to be found
I felt a smooth feather-like touch on my head caressing my hair so affectionately and passionately. I leaned forward for her touch and a smile crept on my face. Definitely, she is the cure for my pain. I wrapped my hand around her small waist and drew her closer to mine. "Mommy, you are awake?" She giggled in her sweet angelic voice. "No, Mommy wants to sleep more," I said in my husky voice and buried my face deep into the pillow. "No...You were asleep for an hour, now wake up..." She shrieked in her high-pitched tone. "Sweety.." I whined like a child covering both my ears with my pillow. "Now be a good girl and wake up." She climbed out of the bed and stood beside me putting her hands on her hips, narrowing her eyes on me. It reminds me of my mom. She used to wake me up when I was a kid, too lazy to drag my lazy ass out. &n
It's been a week since I've started to get a continuous headache. Sometimes I wanted to take my head off my body and keep it away until I feel good, but it's not possible. No wonder why the human mind is thinking immortal things. I'm getting so many pressures inside my pretty brain. And to my relief, Claire makes her visit two days once. She is so fond of Sweety. She even asked me to take Sweety out with her which I gladly accepted. But when they returned to my apartment, she said she never going to have children, not anytime soon. Her facial reaction was hilarious. Silly girl. I shook my head and flipped the page one by one and marked the round with my pencil where I found the errors, deciding to let them correct it on later as I'm not in the right mind to correct the bug. Suddenly, Sweety's voice got my attention. Don't tell me she is here but it sounds
Again one week passed but the throbbing headache is not leaving my side a bit and Sweety is not helping though as she was kept asking me to give her a baby brother and I found different excuses to escape from her, every day. Speaking of her, I heard her voice from next door. He kept them under his gaze. It has become their regular routine to come over after their school and I couldn't control her, so I gave up. After all, she is under my care too. Sometimes I noticed him adore Sweety while she was not looking at him. It slightly bothered my heart but I kept that thought at the back of my mind not wanting to add more fuel into my already throbbing head. As usual, I entered his room to pick Sweety but there I saw Rachel talking with his brother. He raked his hair through his fingers before he said. "I don't know." From his statement, I could easily sense that he was tensed over a matter. Maybe th
"What the fuck?" She slapped her hand over her mouth when the word just slipped out of her mouth. All the colours in her body drained out of her system causing her to look like a ghost, I on the other hand completely froze where I stand. "What do you mean?" I whispered my eyes are brimmed with unshed tears. I'm emotionally hurt by this moment. How could she be mine? Why didn't I realize it earlier? "Is that true?" I yelled when I didn't get the answer that I'm dying to hear. She stayed silent for what seemed to be hours not giving my damn answer. "Riya, is she mine?" I asked losing my temper. "Damn! Answer me, you idiot..." I roared like an angry lion who was just happened to loose his cub. Please say 'yes'. Meanwhile, my inner mind begged for some unknown reason. I have no idea when did I start to love the little bunny although she snatched the utmost ch
I hugged my stomach and cried out of happiness. I'm carrying two lives inside my womb. The bond between us is growing so fast. Day by day I had started to long for his love, his touch, his everything. I missed him so much. I'm missing my man. If I had told him that I was pregnant, maybe he would have changed his decision and stayed with me. I should have told him. I tried to reach his number, but it was switched off, I even sent him a message that I loved him, but it couldn't reach him, seems he changed his number. When I was in my 20 weeks, I find an apartment to live but that place was so cheap and creepy. I couldn't able to stand for any second there, but I adjusted myself and lived there for the sake of my babies. I'm getting heavy every day and I couldn't even feel my legs. If I want to get up I need someone's help. If I want to go to bed I need someone's help besides the
Kayish's POV: "NO... No... No!! No!!!! It can't be a truth." I shook my head vigorously. "Please, Juliet. Tell me it's a lie. You are lying to me, aren't you?" I pleaded with her but she averted her gaze from me. Her eyes held so much anger and hatred which was enough for me to say she is telling me the truth. Why does truth is always bitter? Oh, God! She went through so much pain; it's all because of me. I slumped on the chair. Because of me, she lost our child. My boy... I still remember the day when she said she has good news for me. She was so happy on that day, her face shone brightly like an angel but...but I...I broke up with her, I broke her fragile heart. It would have hurt her more... "I'm sorry Riya, I'm really sorry. I'm not worth your forgiveness. I'm so.. Sorry. Please...." I clutched my shirt and cried out of agony.
Kayish's POV: I have been waiting for a long time as thinking when the doctor will come out of Sweety's room. It has been one hour since he entered her room to perform the body checkups. Oh, God!! Why does it take him a long time? I'm not a saint who has all the composure running in his system. Losing all my patience I'm started to tap my feet on the floor continuously, it seems every second passed like ages. My eyes are burning with sensation by the desire of getting some sleep, on the other side, my stomach is grumbling louder begging for food. But they both have no idea what's going on here except my heart which creates a loud thud for every second, longing to hear the good news of his girls well being. I rubbed my eyes to let go of my sleep and leaned on the wall. Folding my hand across my chest I'm started to think of Sweety and Riya, my little princ
"Baby?" I was confused. "Oh, god!! We didn't use PROTECTION!!!" My inner voice screamed. My vision became to blur and the next thing I saw was blackness. The night when Riya was drunken...... "Where are you taking me?!!" I cried looking at the Zombie who clasped my seat belt, ready to start the car. "I'm taking you to your place?" The zombie replied closing his eyes for a second. He then shook his head to gain his composure, seems he is not in his control either and when he opened his eyes, it was red shoot "And...." I began but stopped when the lock of his hair fell onto his forehead; I had the sudden urge to touch his hair. "What are you doing?" The zombie's voice was smooth like velvet when I brought my hand to the attempt of touching his forehead, but it hung on the midair. "Just helping you..." hiccup "...to get your hair back