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Alec POV “You are incompetent. How is it possible? It’s been one month, one fucking month”, I bark at Darcy, that is not standing in front of me. His head stands high as he takes a deep breath. “Mr Hardy, she is probably using someone else’s name. If she is not using her credit cards or anything, there’s not much I can do”, He says as I shake my head. I have been in Scotland for the past two weeks. That’s where she was last seen. Darcy has been looking for Aimee nonstop, and he got me here. I know he is doing his best. We have asked everyone if they have seen Aimee but nothing. I shake my head, pushing away the horrible thoughts that come to mind. We have checked every hospital, everywhere, but nothing, no trains, no buses, no taxis, no one recognises Aimee. There’s only one taxi driver we haven’t been able to contact because he is away. Who stays on holiday for more than one week? How can a taxi driver have money for holidays like this? I start pacing around when Darcy walks out
Alec POV I came back to London as soon as I saw Aimee, she looks happy and I can’t be the one that will ruin her life. I have been writing her letters everyday and sending them with one single flower. I know that it’s creepy and maybe over the top, but I can’t stay far from her. “Alec, you need to eat”, mum says and I nod my head as I put some food onto my fork and bring it to my mouth. Mum looks at me with a sad face. I haven’t been able to go back home so I am staying with my parents until I grow a fucking pair of balls and go back home. But I don’t think I am capable of facing that house, the place where we lived together for one year. Where I made so many memories and where she killed them all. I guess you can say I am mourning my relationship. “Alec I am worried about you”, mum says and I raise my eyes to hers and I see genuine concern in them and I offer her a smile shoving some more food into my mouth. “I’m good mum, honest”, I let out under my breath. I hate that she is wor
Aimee POV I open my eyes as I feel like I am being stabbed. I sit rapidly on the bed and hold on to my stomach. I’m only eleven weeks pregnant, and I know pain like this is not normal. I pull the duvet off of me and get out of bed, sauntering to the bathroom, holding on to the walls. I look at myself in the mirror before sitting on the toilet, my hair is messy, and I have bags under my eyes. I am exhausted, and morning sickness has been kicking my ass. No blood, good, that’s a good sign, isn’t it? Another stabbing pain assaults me, and a I see blood dripping down my leg. Tears pool in my eyes, and I shake my head and grab my phone to call an ambulance. I don’t know what to do. It is my first pregnancy, and I don’t have anyone. Alec. I have Alec. He has been writing a letter every day for the past few weeks. The ambulance arrived, and I didn’t even bother to change clothes. I am taken to the hospital, and as soon as I am placed in a bedroom inside the maternity ward, I decide I need
Alec POV Aimee is being discharged today, finally, she’s been in this hospital for the past four days. We haven’t talked really, and we need to, I need to ask her why she didn’t tell me earlier, and we need to decide what to do next. I want her back, I need her to be back with me. “The car is waiting for us outside”, I let out and she nods her head as I guide her outside. She has her arm wrapped around mine as I pull her small suit case with us. I went to her house and packed some things for her. I have been staying in the hospital with her. I asked and they allow me to stay because she was in a private room. I guide her through the never ending corridors and down the lift. All she does is look at her stomach as she caresses it. I smile at the sight of her loving our babies the same way I love her and them. I open the back door of the car and she slides in, moving to the side and I sit next to her. I close the door as the driver places her suitcase in the boot of the car. The dri
Aimee POV “Alec, there’s no need for that, we are both adults and perfectly capable of sharing a bed”, I let out and he nods his head as his eyes focus on his hands on his lap. I can’t believe he is nervous about sharing a bed. I know its been a while but we can share a bed and not do anything. After all we are both grown ups and we can control ourselves. Alec walks to my small bedroom with me and he stops at the door. He then walks in behind me and sits on the edge of the bed as I get comfortable on the left side of the bed. I pull the duvet up to my chest and look at him as he lays on top of it. I turn to my side facing him and he turns his head to look at me. His hands resting on his stomach. “Alec, you’re gonna get cold”, I whisper and he shakes his head. He then takes a deep breath and closes his eyes as if forcing himself to stay still. “I should sleep somewhere else, you need to rest”, he let’s out as he is about to stand up. I grad his arm and his eyes meet mine. I shake
Alec POV Aimee has been dealing with the pregnancy like a hero. She is my hero to be honest. She is the most amazing woman I have ever met. She has been staying at home the last couple of weeks, she has been cleaning and tidying up and making everything nice for the babies arrival. The new house is ready and we are moving in next week. She made the nursery just the way she wanted, I wanted two, one of each baby and she told me I am insane, they can share apparently. I just want them to have their own room, but she claims that twins need to stick together, they have a bond we will never be able to understand. “Mr Hardy, there’s someone here to see you”, I hear my new secretary’s voice chime through the phone. I ask her who it is and she says it is Amber Bass. I roll my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose. I haven’t seen her in ages, since her husband tried to rape my wife, again. I close my hands into fists and take a deep breath. I don’t know what she wants but I am not happy about
Aimee POV “Where do you want the blankets?”, Abbey asks as she folds the blankets we bought last week. I smile looking at her as I tell her to put on the third drawer of the changing unit. She nods her head and smiles as I keep making the beds. I place the fitted sheet on the cot and smile looking at it. We decided we didn’t want to find out the sex of the babies. So everything is white, yellow, green and grey. The nursery is decorated with Dumbo things as it is very neutral. “I have something for you”, Abbey says and I turn to face her. She passes me a small blanket, and I smile. It has Alec engraved in it. I open the blanket and stare at it. It’s beautiful. “Oh abbey, this is beautiful”, I say and she smiles resting one hand over her heart. “It would mean the words to us if the babies could use it”, Abbey says and I nod my head. Agreeing they will both use it, it’s beautiful and it’s their father’s so we will keep it safe and use with the babies. I know Alec will love it, and
Alec POV“Don’t hurt the babies”, I let out in panic as Alec starts laughing looking at Aimee. Then he looks down between them as he is straddling her and he winces, I frown watching the scenario in front of me as he pulls her hair back again laughing out. He looks deranged, he really looks like he has lost the plot and I don’t know how to get to him.“I guess your babies will be meeting their maker sooner than what we thought”, Paul barks at me and I can see Aimee crying in pain as he keeps pulling her hair. I take a couple of steps closer still showing him my hands in surrender. And I decide it is time to negotiate with him. The police is taking way too long to get here. That is if Amber really called them. Is she in this with him? Panic strikes over me as I offer to switch places with Aimee, ill stay here with him and Aimee will go. Paul stands up pulling Aimee with him and I can see the wet patch on her leggings. Her waters broke