You Knew What I Was When You Picked Me Up Novels & Stories

"and how do you know my surname?" "I believe these are yours" he spoke, placing my bag and phone onto the bed. "You see, you were brought to the hospital after finding you drowning under the water. You were lucky to have been pulled out on time or else you could have lost your life" he explained. I gave him a shocked look. I looked down at my lap as everything came back to me. I fell into the water, damn it!. I looked back at the doctor and smiled. "Thank you doctor, I will make sure to pay-", "Oh no need dear, everything has already been paid" he waved his hand and smiled. I looked at him dumbfounded.

I inquired. Jackson then smiled in a way I couldn’t quite understand. Then he picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder. “Jackson!”

she said and I wiped my tears “He chose me because you owed him, you allowed yourself to be entraped by him and now I have to pay the price for that” I snapped "and in case you never noticed, that man chose me the first day he met me and I was very young then," I said and she sighed, she knew I was right

Her words sounded like some alien language and were beyond my comprehension. Emotion crashed over me like a tidal wave. " It means... It means you were pregnant when you came back that night, at our apartment and saw me and Rosa.... You were pregnant when you had that accident? " I was talking to myself not to her. " You were pregnant when you vanished from my life but you didn't even bother to tell me. But Phill knew everything? He knew I had a child but never bothered to tell me... "

his hand reached out, taking mine in his. "Remember when we first met, in playschool" I nodded, how could I forget, I couldn't erase the memory no matter how hard I tried. "I knew it was you, that it would always be you and I'm so proud of you for making it through all that crap these past months."

I crumbled to the ground. “I’ll come back for you.” He turned, and walked out the door, leaving me a broken mess on the floor. And just like that, my fate was sealed. I’ve been picked.

He looked at me with a silent gaze in his eyes, and I knew better than pressing the conversation further. Then I noticed the car behind them. A black limousine parked between the trees, its door already open. My heart sank. The man looked at me again. “You’ve been chosen.” The world seemed to tilt. I stared at the car, knowing that the moment I stepped inside, my life would never be the same again.

“Emily.” “Mm?” “Do you know how lucky I am?” I blinked at him, startled. “Lucky?” He nodded once, firm. “Yes. Lucky. Because somehow, in the middle of all this chaos, with my past clawing its way back, I still have you. And you’re here. With me.” The tears I’d been holding back spilled over, sliding hot down my cheeks. “I’m the lucky one,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Because you chose me. Because you still choose me every single day.”

We were saved after all. "I took my car here," I said in alarm, suddenly. Did they know this? Vince smirked. "Yes, we know, kitten. I'll ride with you," He said, and somehow it sounded like a euphemism. I shook my head to clear it, but my cheeks were flushed. How did they know, anyway? My mind was still racing with questions but I knew this was not the time to ask them. They would have to wait until Vince and I were alone.

But my mind was already racing. I clutched the phone tighter. “I knew it,” I whispered. Max blinked at me. “Knew what?” I swallowed hard. “Someone really did take it.”