LOGINDr Felix there has to be something you can do,” i whined.
My heart raced , panicking , as I thought of what Derricks blazing reaction would be to this new outcome. But he gave me a gentle tap on my shoulder and pulled out a cheque, issuing a refund. “Nothing ?” I asked. Suddenly i felt my hands fisting by my sides. The emotions had switched from a melancholic plea to rage. Who the hell was this billionaire and why was he particularly interested in my operation? I thought out loud. “Well, again, I'm very sorry mrs Derrick, but we don't disclose property information. . “Especially, the ones who specifically indicate their choice of secrecy.” He said, scribbling on a piece of paper. “At the cost of my operation, how charming.” I said, lacing each word with desired sarcasm. “I guess i just have to find somewhere else then.” “Did you say somewhere else ?” Felix chuckled slightly, right before giving me a stern yet sympathetic look. “Don't you get it Mrs Derrick?, “the person who does not want your operation to hold, is so powerful and influential that your abortion might already be blacklisted in hospitals all over.” “So what I'm trying to say is, its of no point making that decision.” I stepped back abruptly. My eyelids blinked an unhealthy number of times and left my mouth ajar. “You must be joking,” i scoffed. “Thats not even possible, i know my rights.” I pointed. He lifted his wrist to his eye level and shrugged the watch on his wrist. Furrowing his eyebrows, he faced me. Taking in deep breaths. “Mrs Derrick,” he paused, “this is a fight you can not win. I assure you.” “And just a subtle reminder, it is “your” baby we are talking about here.” I could have sworn that it was the universe working against me and my marriage but what for? “Well can i at least know whom …” i lifted up my face to ask him more than a thousand questions but he had sooner disappeared Into the crowd already. Every fibre of me ached to know whom the billionaire was but it appeared hopeless as i scanned the room for Dr Felix's Jet black wavy hair. Great. I thought. Derrick hadn't even waited around till a decent time before he left the hospital. i sighed over my shoulder as the loneliness started to creep in. And those hands that wrapped around his neck when he shut the door,? Must be one of his new women. i couldn't help but roll my eyes as I kissed my teeth. Or was it Fiona? “…if only drew were here.” I heard myself say. I gave my forehead a painful smack. Rebecca, get a hold of yourself would you? Then, i bit my lip solemnly as i struggled to keep drew out of my head. A part of me desperately wanted to call him, reach out for him to envelope me in his arms and fill my ears with those reassuring words of his. What was worse was that, i knew if i dialed his number, he would be here in a split second. But i needed Derrick to be my knight in a shining armor, not Drew. My palms wrapped around my arms, giving them warmth as i narrowly took the hospital exit door. One side thought swept through my mind to check the loft where he parked, but the other conflicting part of my mind pleaded with me not to set myself up for the disappointment. But my legs moved quicker than my thoughts. and I found myself navigating to the area where the car parked. Beads of sweat had began to form chains around my forehead with each step i took. My heart thumped through my chest like they were going to explode, and one instant I made up my mind to head back. But as I turned, my eyes caught sight of a familiar Dark suv. My heart stopped. Not just my heart but everything around me drowned out into the background He waited. Derrick waited. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes but I could only gasp for joy. I knew Derrick. He loved me and thats all that mattered. I was convinced now that the baby was just the hindering factor. And more than ever, i was determined to remove the baby. If that was all it took to make him happy. I would go the ends of the earth to remove it. I walked around the parking slot so he wouldn't see me approach. A little surprise, just to spark things. I giggled to myself as i scurried around the corner, hiding behind vehicles till i got to where his car parked. But It had the keys still dangling at the door. This was unlikely of Derrick, i thought as i moved to pull out the key from the door. Thinking of all the possible things that could go wrong for leaving your keys that carelessly. I turned to scan the environment to see if he hung around the premises. Then, i began to hear muffled sounds through the tinted glass. I tilted my head sideways, But unsure. So I stepped closer. With the increase in sound, I jolted back, like i was touched by an electric force. But then something propelled me to move closer even, To strain my eyes through the tint. And all i could see through my blurry eyes and shattered heart was Derricks unmistakable back. burying into a woman with an unmistaken voice. Trails of sweat ran down his back as his body moved rhythmically, but there were no words spoken. Just Moaning, slurping, fucking.RYANS POV. I stood stuck in the pool of blood, my legs too paralyzed to move an inch. But as distraught as i was, soon, something caught my eyes, One that glued my eyes and tied my tongue. On the spot, i went down in a squat and stroked my two fingers across the blood. Picking up the diamond ring i adorned specially for her on our first anniversary. “Anna…?” My voice cracked. But it had sounded like an apology, For being useless to my own self sleeping while she was sent on a mission meant for me. My fingers were shaking, My lips trembling, My heart pounding. Was she killed the moment she stepped foot in here? What have i done?” I whispered to myself, folding the piece of jewelry in my palms. “What have i done?!!!!!!” I roared this time around. Rage sinking through my every cell, i pulled the door open forcefully and galloped in. Not Fiona, not an army of the people who did this, not the entire world could contain the hell i was about to rain down. No
RYANS POV “Anna?” I said, rubbing off the sleep patches in my eyes. I rose up from the bed lazily, as the rays of lights fumbled with my sight. Where was she? “Anna….” I called. “Anna?” I lifted my voice as i walked down the stairs, feeling a slight breeze of panic rush through me. But still there was no sign of her anywhere. And as my eyes swept around the sitting room impatiently, They landed on my phone which was tossed at the corner of the couch. Slowly, the tension within me grew, for so many reasons but the most was that, I never keep my phone away from me. Why? Secrecy purposes. Could she have read or seen something that made her leave so early? Then i picked up the phone. My jaws dropped. My heartbeat moving in a rhythm that no words can form. “Fuckkkkk” i cursed out loud. “Ten minutes on the phone with Fiona,?????” What possible conversation were they having?? What could she have said to her? I slammed my hand against the table. My he
DREWS POV.“You know when you say it like that…it sounds like its not the same me,” i adjusted, moving closer to her. But her face had no emotions in them,it looked like all the patience she had in her was threading on only a thin space for explanation. “Rebecca, look at me…,”“Please” Then she reluctantly motioned her eyes to me.“Allow me open up to you when the time is right …”i beckoned.“Then i guess its the right time for you to leave.” She said with annoyance.“You don't get it,” i countered her immediately. “Its not about me, it has nothing to do about me.” “Then whom is it about?!” She raised her voice, if that counts.“Its about you….” She stared at me unbelievably. “I became your driver, because of you. …” my tone faltered. “Still doesn't make any sense.” She flicked her teeth saying. “Its the only way i could get closer to you, to protect you.”“Protect me from wha….”She cut in Impatiently.I stared into her eyes hesitantly, Rehearsing the words to say to her b
REBECCAS POVHe blinked multiple number of times. To be certain i heard him correctly. “Wait…what?” His lips parted.He couldn't hide his surprise. “Mrs Rebecca,” he hesitated, saying.“Why would you say that?” His voice toned down to almost a whisper, I shook my head unbelievably. “Are you going to deny it?” I looked at him dead in the face. “Deny what?” He demanded. “Mrs Rebecca For goodness sakes, i don't even know what you are talking about..” he said in defense.“Are you seriously trying to play dumb with me Drew?…. I scoffed unbelievably. But his face remained poker. “Okay fine. “ I spat. “So you are going to deny That you were one of the doctors who attended to me , Drew don't stress me more than i already am.” I carefully sorted my words.“I think there must have been some form of mistake.” He averted his eyes saying. “Listen Drew, Ive spent these past days, weeks, months in ashes, walking on thorns,…”I then moved my which was completely bandaged in pain. My arm.
“Both the baby and the mother, are going to make it out alive.” I said, fixing my gloves. There were slight whispers amongst the nurses in the room, but now was not the time for small talks.“The bullet,” i squinted my eyes saying.“From the looks of it, the bullet pierced straight to the to the arm,, but where it gets messy is it collided past a vein leading to the brain.”It would require the highest level of the profession to skillfully reconstruct the vein, without affecting anymore nerves.I took in a deep breath. “Guys we need to pull out the baby, …..prematurely.”The only way to ensure they both survive. The doctors blinked in confusion as they turned their gaze to Dr Felix questioningly. I tightened the surgical mask around my nose and picked up the sterilized needles. “Well shall we?” I said, smacking my gloves. The operation began and as a team, we all worked together to ensure the best of the outcomes. But she had been given certain injections to put her out, while
DREWS POV. “Dominique shes pregnant! And we had a deal!”“How could he do this?” i smashed the glass tumbler in my hand against the wall, holding my phone with my eyes wide,She was in between the boys, with their palms fastened around her arms in the video he sent.Was she hostage now?I poured another glass of whiskey into my mouth, Feeling the burn roll down my throat. Mrs Rebecca had sent me tens of thousands of messages and in deliberate act to move on from her i ignored them all, i thought what she needed was time and space.After-all she never answered the question at the last part of the message.Or hadn't she seen it.I washed down another shot of whiskey.None of that mattered anymore at the moment. Absolutely none! As i combed my hands into my hair, i blazed out and swung into the road.What if i was too late? Her struggles in the video Dominique sent to me haunted my every twist, my every turn.What if he hurt her ?My mind haunted me with real questions.My mind tr







