Chapter 108
Six months later…
" Dear God, I wanna say that I'm grateful for everything that you've done for me. I wanna appreciate the fact that you looked after me and Gray junior, I totally appreciate that. I've sinned against you and I'm sorry. I just wanna ask the same favor I've been asking for the past six months. Please bring Gray back. I want him back…" I sniffle and look down at my baby bump.
" His baby wants him back. Please. I know that he has done a lot of stuff. Bad stuff , yes, but please he's a good man. It's been six months now and I'm still asking you for this little favor. I want Gray back, please, God." I weep silently and bite my lip.
I look up at Jesus on the cross and look down at my belly. Dad walks beside me and wraps his arms around my shoulder to comfort me. He woke up from a coma five months ago and Gray's still missing. The first month , I always hoped. Stand opposite my
CHAPTER 109 |•GRAY•| I still can't believe what I'm seeing. I battled death for over six months and when I finally won , I decided to check on the one girl who makes me happy and she's pregnant. Like fully pregnant. How can she do that? " You're pregnant?" I ask her. She stares at me like I'm a ghost and I can't fight back the anger that I had to come check on her the moment I was okay and she's pregnant. Who the fuck got her pregnant? Cage? Or maybe some dimwit. " Who the fuck got you pregnant?" " You're serious?" She asks me. It hurts me that she's barely concerned about my reaction to finding her pregnant after waking up from a six months coma. " Ariel, who got you pregnant?" I ask her. " I'm sorry." She simply states. " You're sorry? Ariel you're pregnant and you're saying you're sorry. I was in a co
Chapter 110 " What's up with you Ariel?" Piper beams as I slide into the booth next to Brandon. Piper and Alexa sit across from us at our usual restaurant ' sands and winches'. It's been a long time since we hung out together in this restaurant. All thanks to life. " I've been good." I say with a big smile as I arrange my yellow sundress. " What's up with you guys? I swear I miss college so much." I sigh and bite my bottom lip. " Fuck college. It's just been the same boring shit. How are you holding up with online classes?" Brandon asks. " It's been great." I say.
SIX YEARS LATER I drop my car key on the kitchen counter and run my hands down my hair. Being a mom is so difficult and hard. Haven is always getting into one trouble or another. Last week, his teacher reported him for getting into a fight with an older kid. Gray is barely bothered. ” Look mom , I’m sorry.” Haven whines as he follows me. ” Go to your room.” I turn around and glare at him. Today , he got into another fight because the eight years old kid called him names. He’s got a terrible temper. One I’ve never seen before. Gray wasn’t like this or maybe Gray was worse when growing up. I remembered he said he got kicked out of several highschool because of his fighting and I can’t withstand seeing Haven being kicked out. I squat to his height and run my hand down his black hair. He looks like Gray. Same grey colored orbs. Hair and even his father’s facials. ” Haven , you don’t fight at school, it's wrong
Hi. Thank you for checking this story. I hope you'll enjoy reading this piece of work as I enjoy writing it. This is first draft and it's currently under editing. So kindly ignore the errors you might come across. Thank you . ♥♥♥ " FATHER, I HAVE SINNED. I HAVE A CONFESSION." I lean against the confession booth and sob silently. I hate my life , I hate everything. Do you know that feeling of wanting something badly and then your best friend took it away? I felt useless for letting it happen in the first place. " What is it my child?" The priest's voice comes out through the window. I sniffle and sob. I don't even know where to start from. I remembered my tiny little self and my family.
Things didn't go my way after that terrible experience with Freddie. He was always calling even after I deleted his number. I sit opposite the therapist as she tells me about motivational stories. But as long as I'm breathing that didn't change a thing.After that rape incident , I suffered from depression. I almost took my life too thinking Freddie left with everything. The therapist was nice. She talks about a lot of good stuff and give me a book to read. I was on dosage and always visiting the therapist for check up. For some awkward reasons I'm always indoors. I'm broken and my parents really didn't help matters.
" Stop checking me out and please drive , Tinkerbell." He says with so much sarcasm and a really cute British accent. " I can't drive a total stranger. I don't even know who you're." " Snow White please drive." he whines tiredly. He's bad without being told. I mean he has tattoos and he looks really bad in a cute way though. What if he has something bad in store for me. Hell no , I'm the driver and I'm in charge of the wheel. But he's a man and he can easily oppress me. I look at him and his eyes meet mine. I gulp , scared to death and look away. I hope I don't go to hell because of this stranger. " Ariel stop talking and drive this cute stranger." That's my subconsciousness. Sh
Today's the weirdest day of my life. Driving a total cute stranger who ended up entering such an expensive car. I blink my eyes in bafflement and drive back home. It's almost evening and I'm really sure a lot awaits me once I get home. I halt the car in the garage and get out ready to face my parents' uneasy troubles. " And where are you coming from?" Dad asks once I enter the living room. I stuck both my hands in my back pocket and looked at both of them intensely. What am I supposed to tell them? " Ariel." Mom glares snapping at me. " I took a ride around the city."
I nervously rub my already sweaty palms against my arms. I'm nervous as usual and the funny part is, he's smoking a cancer stick. He Inhales the stick , purring out the smoke through his nostrils. I cough, giving him space since his cigarette is still stuck in his mouth." My bad." He takes it out and throws the blunt on the floor before stepping on it , squeezing his shoe on it." We're cool?" He asks and raises his brows.I don't reply but stare at his eyes. I already lost my breath. It's so annoying he makes me nervous." You really don't have to keep