...he never exist to me

"Lily Maxwell" I told the woman sitting behind the desk.

I am currently at the section for collecting dorm key. I can't wait to meet my room mate. I just hope she'll be nice and at least understand little French.

If she doesn't, I can't wait to start teaching her.

"Welcome to University of Los Angeles".

The woman said with a smile. I flashed her a smile back. Not really flashed. I actually showed her my thirty-two set of teeth. Well, except it's still twenty eight cos I haven't grown molars yet.

I have been smiling since I entered the gate of the school, scratch that, since my flight arrived in Los Angeles.

I carried my bag and turned back to look for my dorm so i can settle in when I bumped into a very pretty and richly dressed girl.

If Barbie was a person, she would be Barbie Pro Max. 

Infact, comparing her to Barbie is an understatement because she is more beautiful than Barbie but Barbie's beauty came to my head because the girl is dressed like Barbie, with her blonde hair and pink dress.

Then a harsh voice brought me back from my daydream.

"Watch it you idiot! This dress can buy everything you ever own" the girl I was drooling over said

'Oh she doesn't sound like Barbie at all' I thought. 'She sounds like a villain in Barbie movies' .

"I am so so sorry" I quickly apologized but it seems she wants a fight and enjoy bragging about her family's wealth.

She kept on ranting until the guy beside her cautioned her.

"Let it go Isabelle" he said with a frown and disgust.

How come I didnt even notice this guy.

He is probably her brother but he seems humble.

Their sense of dressing is alike. Rich family kids.

But wait, face of disgust. Was the disgust for me or her.

Oh God this is so embarrassing.

The frown was for her and the disgust for me.

Am I underdressed?

Geez

Well, who cares? They can go to hell for all I care.

"What she did was not even worth the way you handled it? Must you brag about everything?" He said and stepped forward to collect his dorm key.

Woah. Did he just support me, a total stranger over this pretty girl? Probably his sister or girlfriend.

I am flattered.

Before any of them notice me blushing, I just quickly trotted away after murmuring another 'sorry'.

That was the beginning of the tragedy in my life. 

Long story short, I come across the guy often, we started talking, I started having feelings for him, the feeling was mutual, he asked me out, we started dating, Isabelle became aware, made my life hell, I made her life hell in return, things got intimate between Tommy and I and in my third year, it happened.

I was tested positive for pregnancy.

And WHAT THE FUCK?!

"Tommy, I.... I'm pregnant" I told him.

"You are? Wow, and who's the father?" He asked and I felt like stoning him to death.

"Tommy, are you kidding me? You know fully well that I have never been with someone else. I have never been like... like that with any other guy. I have never!" I said in annoyance but tears were begging to drop because I know this is really going to affect me.

"Lily, you don't understand, my mom is going to kill me. Like literally kill me" Tom said and every word he utters just start to annoy me.

"Maybe I should just abort it" I suggested.

"Lily, I would never suggest an abortion" he said, stroking my cheek. 

"You are not the one whose progress will be delayed. I have to defer at least an academic year" I complained. Now the tears have found their way out.

"I can do the same too. After all, it's our baby" he said and hugged me. 

"You keep it. I will take full responsibility. I promise to stay with you and our baby. I mean, I don't want any complications during the process of you trying to abort it. Lily, I love you" he added.

Skip, skip, skip, I guess his mom didn't take it easy with him knowing he is not having an affair with Isabelle as both families wanted, especially after finding out he got another girl pregnant that isn't Isabelle or another rich girl from another rich family.

So, that led to her visit to my dorm.

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"I'm still having problem preparing this account. It just doesn't want to balance" I complained to my room mate.

"If it's not talking about facts and science, don't tell it to me" she said and laughed.

"Common babe, Figures are fact, hope you know" I argued.

"If figures are facts, then why did they separate figure from fact in this popular phrase "FACTS AND FIGURES" She said and laughed

"Is that supposed to be funny?" I said, feeling pained.

And she just kept on laughing then someone knocked the door and my room mate went to check who was at the door.

"Yeah, how can I help you?" My roommate asked.

The person replied but I could not hear the conversation well. Then my roomie closed the door.

"It is you the JASON BORNE wishes to see" she said and went back to her bed.

I stood up to check who she called JASON BORNE

"Lily Maxwell?" The person asked, dressed like a secret agent. Now I see why she called him Jason Borne.

"Yes, that is me. How may I help you?" I asked with caution.

"You have to follow me now" he said with so much authority that I could not even argue.

A part of me told me this has to do with the relationship between Tommy and I.

Did his mom send agents to kidnap me? Is he here to beat me up? Are they going to force me to abort it?

Lots of thoughts run through my mind that I didn't even realize we are outside the dorm, and he has opened the door of a Limousine for me to go in and behold! Inside it, was the infamous Mrs. Anderson, sitting in all her glory.

I sat down opposite her. Not feeling comfortable with the way she was glaring at me.

I could not read any expression on her face. She was just exactly what I heard from people who live in L.A 

"Lily Maxwell. I believe you know who I am so I will just go straight to the point" she said adjusting her sitting posture.

"Lily you have just two options. See that briefcase beside you?" She said and I turned my head to look at what she was talking about.

"There is nothing else in it besides money. You take that money, abort that baby, leave the country silently and claim no connection with my son because as of this moment, you never met him and you never saw him or you do what you want, force your relationship with my son, leave the baby without abortion and risk your life and that of your unborn monster of a baby"

Tears rolled down my cheek and I made a silent sound which made it known that I was about crying.

But then, I knew this day would come and I was determined to stand up to this woman as I do advise Tommy to do.

I have prepared my mind for this moment.

"With....with all due respect Mrs. Anderson, I believe Tommy has the right to decide what he wants himself. This baby is ours. The love is ours. The relationship is ours" I said confidently and she smirked.

The next thing, she picked up her phone and dialed a number. The person she called answered the phone. 

She chose the hands-free option so I can hear the person's voice from afar.

"Hi Mom. Did she take the money?" The voice happened to be Tommy's voice and saying I was heartbroken with his first question will be an understatement.

"Yes, she did" she replied, just for me to hear what his reaction would be.

"You see, I told you. Hope you didn't forget to tell her about the abortion" he asked further and I could already feel my tears on my cheek.

"No, why would I forget something that important. She agreed to it all immediately she saw the money" she said.

"I told you she can't resist such money. Does she really think I'd quit schooling, quit my life for her?. Good riddance. Thank you Mom. I didn't know how to reject her without her seeing me as a bad person. I'll talk to you later. Bye. I love you" and he ended the call.

"Are you satisfied" Mrs. Anderson asked.

And that was it. My love life with Thomas Anderson ended. My academic life shattered because I have to go back to France and forfeit my scholarship. The person who started all these was even looking for a way to protect his reputation. Now, I have to protect the lives of my baby and I. 

The one time I found someone who truly loves me, it did not last.

In the end, the life of my innocent baby is greater than any other thing at this point. I wiped my tears and looked straight into her eyes.

"You can take your money to hell for all I care. I will never accept it. I wish both of you rot in your grave. But before I leave, I need you to know that, it won't end here. I will come for you and your son when it is VENGEANCE HOUR, even if it will be a hundred years from now" I said with so much determination and stood up but stopped by the door of the limousine and looked back at her with a straight face.

"You are right. As of now, I never met your son and he never exist to me"