Hendrix did not come back that night and the next. At that point I was dizzy and weak. Walking out of the room would soon become a need. I kept telling myself ‘one more day’, as if that would make them forget I was harbouring a whole baby in their home.
On the fourth day a knock came from the door.
“Can we clean the room ma’am?”
I reluctantly unlocked the door and walked to sit on the couch with Blue. I watched them change the sheets and blankets, took out the trash and the laundry. The floors were scrubbed clean, no part of the room except the couch I sat on was left uncleaned.
Just as they were gathering their equipment I stood and walked closer.
“Can you com
It was exactly four pm when a knock came at the door. I was used to this by then, even dared to look forward to what I was getting. Things were not as bad, something was bound to give. I perched Blue on the bed and rushed to the door, cracking it slightly open before I peaked my head out, getting some relief when I saw that it was two members of the staff. I opened the door ajar, taking note they were not carrying anything. “Good afternoon Ma’am, the master has invited you to dinner tonight at seven pm, at the dining room.” The lady finished with a slight bow. “We will come to escort you.” The other lady added before also bowing and like that they turned and made their way back. I closed the door in a state of shock. Well, I knew the day would come. I was just not prepared for it. I had three hours to make an escape plan. Why did they invite me? Could it just be them extending an olive branch?Maybe this was good. They were my family now, I had to make nice. But I was not that n
When the chair to my right was pulled I nearly fainted. My body was having multiple chemical reactions all at once, making my palms sweaty. “Thank you, Brenda.” And I watched as my husband slipped into the chair next to mine, his thick thighs covered by navy blue suit pants, seeing the flap of his matching jacket which he soon pulled off, draping it at the back of his seat with such grace. “Wife,” My hand froze behind Blue’s back, hoping Hendrix hadn’t seen it. Words were beyond my capabilities for that night, not able to offer a greeting back. His voice was firm and washed over me like a blanket. “Mother, Sir, Henry. My apologies for being late.” I felt safe, I felt as if I had been handed Captain America’s shield. I finally had the courage to push my head up, thankfully because my neck had been killing me. A cologne hit my nostrils. It made sense coming from him. Somehow I had got it from the source but it smelt better from the owner. Slowly, I shifted my gaze past my husban
Mr Williams was the first to push his chair back and stand up. The room was left in deadly silence with my heart so loud I was afraid they would all hear it drum wildly. I was scared that somehow I was glued to the chair, a chill running through my body and leaving me cold. It took minutes to process the words and from there my mind was thrown into a whirlwind. Around me, I could barely register the chairs being pushed back, and the people in the room standing up to leave. What I had been waiting for since the beginning of the dinner suddenly seemed unreachable. There was no way my legs could carry me. I did not know what to do? I was defeated, my brain running to different directions and hitting a wall. I could barely register the hand on my shoulder, just staring ahead, trying to find a way out. If I ran away, how far could I go? Where would I go? With a child, it would leave me homeless in the streets. “Daphne, assist my wife to my room.” I heard the words and they just rang in
I drifted into consciousness, every part of my body aching. My eyes were swollen and burning. Rubbing them only made it worse. My head was pounding, a groan escaping my lips as I pushed up from the awkward position I was in. ‘What happened?’ I pressed my hand to the side of my head as if that would make it hurt less. I turned, the room so dark. I pushed forward to turn on the side lamp. I was still in my clothes, I must have passed out. Then it hit and I turned so fast my waist nearly snapped into half. Wild eyes scanned the bed. My heart stopped and I swear I died for a second as my eyes lay on bed. Blue had fallen over from the position I had sat him in. He lay on his stomach. I jumped and picked him up only to gasp, his body burning hot. He was as light as a paper and as I turned him, I found his face red, eyes closed, a trail of tears left on his cheeks. “Blue?” I placed my hand on his chest and shook, getting no response. No. No. No. He was too light, his head rolling bac
HENDRIX’S P.O.V. ‘The first son can’t have tainted goods so I am left drawing the short end of the stick.’ I could not shake that thought away days after being forced into this situation. It left a bad taste in my mouth. How easy it was for the responsibility to be thrown at me after her parents stated that she had a child. Their exact words were ‘She is ruined, she is tainted, and has carried another man’s child’. How could a man utter such words about his daughter? I turned, not that I was any better. The groan nearly escaped as I forced my eyes to stay closed, trying with everything in me to at least get two hours of sleep. If I wasn’t thinking about one of the very worst days of my life, ‘my wedding’, then my thoughts ran back to how baby Blue was barely responsive. The scene would haunt me for months. The way his body was so hot as if he would erupt. Holding them in my arms, both of them seeming to be at death’s gate, would haunt me.I shook my head once again, internally groa
Ruth’s P.O.V.I slipped into consciousness to be met with silence and emptiness. I knew I was heavy on painkillers but could still feel the echo of pain. I blinked the fatigue away, staring up at the white ceiling with memories flooding into my head. My heart tightened with each memory strike. The beeping had me turn my head to the heart machine, watching my heart pump. I was tired, feeling heavy, and cloudy. My head finally turned to the bed next to mine, more like a cot. The baby heart monitor showed that Blue was alive, his heartbeat steady. I shifted, and swung my legs off the bed to the cold floor. I gripped my heart monitor and wheeled it as I walked around my bed to my baby. The room was small but clean and neat. I would never know how to thank Hendrix. He saved us. I swallowed, not wanting to go back to the night. I reached the cot and peered in. Blue had a heart monitor connected along with a drip which had a solution dripping into his system. His chest pushed up and down,
My head was throbbing after hours of lectures and lessons. To say the pediatrician was livid was an understatement. The tongue lashing I received was well deserved. My child was malnutritioned, and unvaccinated. She even asked if I hit him, if I ever abused my son. I shivered even recalling the question. “If it were up to me, I would be calling social child services.” She had spat out before leaving after packing her gear away. She had thrown me one last dirty look, pushing her large glasses up her nose then marched out. The nurse in the room had just been as stiff as I was. I did not deserve to cry over it and make myself a victim. Every word spat was correct. I was grateful for the lessons the doctor gave me and the products she recommended. I had everything written down and prayed I would not forget the paper with all the information. The room was dark, it was probably late at night. Blue had woken up and after a long check up, had fallen back to sleep. The doctor had warned me
I woke up with a start, wide eyes staring ahead only to collide with nearly silver orbs. My breath froze along with my heart while my mind tried to process what was happening. Hendrix froze too before he moved again. Something was being tucked around me and my body was quivering. It was after a few seconds that I realized I was cold, my teeth chattering. A thicker blanket was draped over me which Hendrix also tucked around my body. I couldn’t stop my wild eyes, my teeth soon chattering. Fuck, it was cold and I could hear the patter of rain outside. In the next second I swear I died as Hendrix got on the bed with me. I felt as if my head would explode. He pulled me to him, seeing nothing but a white shirt covering a wide and beastly chest. I did not even have time to panic as he brought me to his chest. My face was pressed against him, arms bent on my side, forced to grip his sides. God, what was happening? Then I took a deep breath and lost my mind. His cologne attacked my nostr
I gave Blue a bath then cleaned the house. Hendrix had already made the bed, leaving a smile on my face. I jumped in the shower then got searching. I was looking for the best children’s hospital. I went through all their reviews and what departments they had then I called to set up an appointment. We got ready for our hospital trip. With Hendrix gone, Blue was fussy and making sure I knew he did not want to be there with me. It got to the point I couldn’t help but laugh and shake my head. I texted Hendrix to let him know which hospital we were going to and about our appointment before we left the house. The uber left us at the hospital and we walked in. It was queit, meeting a lady at the reception who helped us complete the necessary forms. A nurse then came to explain what we will be doing and where we will be starting. They drew blood for tests then proceeded to do tests either with or without me. We were given lunch before we went on with the tests. Hendrix checked-in on us now
I stirred the moment Hendrix tried to roll out of bed. I guess he realized his movement had caused much disturbance because my husband froze and stared back at us. His stormy eyes met mine and I could only smile, hoping I did not have any drool marks on my face.“I woke you?” “Thankfully.” I said back, “ Morning,” I added, pushing up to stretch. “Morning, you slept well?” “Yes, you?” He smiled and nodded his head. Together we went to the bathroom. While he brushed his teeth I peed and realized halfway through that this was probably weird. I held my pee and stared up to him but he did not even notice, just brushing his teeth, this being a normalcy to him. I let go of my anxiety and let the pee out. When done I washed my hands and we switched positions. Why was it so sexy to watch and hear him pee. He was only on his briefs, his body breathtaking even from the back. I could just climb him. I drowned my face in cold water to cleanse my brain from such impure thoughts. I pulled my ha
We arrived a few minutes to eight. Blue was dead asleep as I eased in the dim underground parking next to Hendrix’s car. Just seeing his car made it real. He was in the apartment? As I put the car in park, my phone rang and my heart skipped a beat. “Hi hubby,” “Wifey, where are you now?” “Getting worried hubby?”“Yeah, it’s getting dark.” I hadn’t thought he would actually say it. I grinned happily. “We just parked next to your car.” “I’m coming.” “Okay.” It felt surreal, my stomach tying itself to knots. I turned off the engine and sent a text to Ryan, letting him know that I had arrived in one piece. I unclipped my belt and turned back to stare at Blue. I hoped he was having sweet dreams. I picked my hand bag and turned around then froze because Hendrix was standing just a few feet from my door. That was fast. I opened the door, short from jumping out and into his arms. There was no way he couldn’t see my happiness, I was literally beaming. “Hubby,” I shyly said. “Wif
I was cautious with unknown numbers, so as the phone rang I just stared for the first few rings before deciding to answer and listen. “Bestie’s wife,”“Urgh, I should have followed my instincts and not picked up.” I retorted, rolling my eyes. “Go ahead, ruin my day Ryan.” Ryan chuckled, “Don’t be a twat, I am calling to make nice. Hendrix’s birthday is this weekend, I bet you didn’t even know.” My eyes went wide, yep, I hadn’t known but Ryan did not have to know that. “I know, I am his wife, sucker, now what do you want?” Such a drama queen. “Let’s throw a party for him. Maybe there with the closest people to him. I could invite the other guys.” “Perfect!” I said louder than needed, instantly regretting it. Ryan already had a big ego, he didn’t need it inflated even more. “Okay, we are doing this together. We discuss everything. This is not your time to shine. My idea.” I rolled my eyes and fell back on the bed. I was trying to think of an insult to haul back at him but faile
The exam kept me busy. I was barely even existing in the same world as everyone. I was in my caged world where nothing but the exam and my books existed. I rarely even ate, just floating through the days until the very last paper. I was exhausted, a shell, hollow, having put everything I had in the papers. I poured all I could and hoped it was enough. That friday, I came from writing and went straight to bed where I collapsed. I was so drained, brain abused to the core. For those three weeks Hendrix hadn’t come nor called. It seemed like a blur to me. I slept from one in the afternoon and only woke up to pee at three in the morning before taking off my clothes, pulling on pajamas and went deeper into sleep. “Morning,” A voice broke through my deep sleep. Slowly, the hold fatigue had on me slipped away. My eyes fluttered, the sun rays bright in the room, someone had opened the curtains and windows. A groan escaped me. I turned, my eyes coming face to face with a very large bouque
We decided to have a game night that evening. Since it was just the two of us we settled for checkers because I was horrible at chess yet he still kicked my ass. “Someone is cheating.” I said, glaring at Hendrix as he took a swing at his beer. “Someone is just a sore loser.” He threw back, taking a swing at his beer again. My eyes lay on it, holding my hand out. He stared at my hand before holding the beer bottle out to me. I took it, staring at it then up at him as I brought it up to my mouth. His saliva was probably still there. I wanted to run my tongue around the bottle’s mouth just to taste him but refrained and settled for laying my lips where his were, pushing up. I did not even pay mind to the awful taste as I swallowed. How did they enjoy this? It was like piss.I held the beer back to him and he took it, immediately taking a sip while his eyes held mine. The room seemed to squeeze in, my toes curling. I wanted him so much. It felt like I would die without him. He held the
I knew the moment I opened my eyes that I had overslept. “Hendrix,” I cursed, rolling out of the bed. I quickly made it and ran to the bathroom. Why hadn’t he woken me up? I did my deeds then jumped into the shower. By the time I finished dressing up and checked my phone it was half twelve midday. How had I slept for so many hours? Walking down the stairs I could hear chatter and laughter. There was always chatter and laughter in this house. Samantha was a naturally bubbly person. I was here to say hi, grab food then dash back to bury my face in books. Where was Hendrix and what was he doing? He must have been bored, being here with nothing to do.I turned the corner, walking into the kitchen. There was a basket on the counter. “Morning,” I greeted, waving as I walked to the fridge. Before I could even open it an arm caged me. I found myself leaning against the fridge door to turn, facing a grinning Samantha who was cornering me. “Morning, come.” She said, before taking my hand
RUTH’S P.O.V. The week moved in a blur and in that blur the only thing that snapped me from my panic were the routine calls from my husband. The first call was around dinner so he could facetime with Blue which was basically Blue blowing out bubbles in excitement and licking or shaking my phone. It was not hard to see that Blue was taken with Hendrix. Each time he heard his voice his eyes would widened with glee. It was not hard to like Hendrix. Then he would call around around one o'clock in the morning to force me to sleep which ended up with me crawling up in bed with the phone on louder speaker, his voice being the last thing I heard before drifting away. That Friday I could not dwell in my dreamland. Just the weekend then I was writing my first paper. It was getting too real for me. I only got out of my room around two in the day and ran to grab something to eat, took a shower then went back to bury my nose in my books. I felt as if my mind was escaping me at some point. I ke
I could not get my husband out of my head the whole day. It helped drown out the whole prom thing going on. The whole school had been turned to ribbons and balloons in preparation for that friday. Every corner you turned it was prom this, prom that, while I was bouncing around in my head like a little girl.Somehow I got through the day and made my way home to daydream some more. For the millionth time I touched my lips thinking of the moment once again. I shook my head, trying to force the memory away because I had to study. It was nine at night. Sam and Blue were tucked in and probably watching a movie in their room while I lay on the bed I had shared with my husband just a few hours ago. My feet couldn't help swinging back and forth, the pen ending up stuck between my teeth. The words on the textbook might as well have been flying in the air as I stared at them with dreamy eyes. I couldn’t afford this, I had to keep studying. After a whole ten minutes of scolding myself I ende