The days seem to pass by so quickly and all I can say I am not fine. I wasn't fine then and I'm not fine now. For me to reject food then yes it had to be considered serious, because jeez yesterday when Vilda brought in the chicken Kabab I had been certain I was hungry but I only ended up upsetting my stomach and causing me to vomit. And Vilda says I'm acting weird but I don't see anything weird aside from my loss of appetite and Vilda's probably worried about my quietness these days. It should be nothing… judging that fine and simply tired and not in the mood. And Liam, well he doesn't know about my weakness. Liam does call sometimes but I did notice a little strife between us ever since he got that phone call that interrupted his weird behavior that day. I wasn't being skeptical, just cautious. I still believe he did that to try to get me to confess. And maybe he already knew. Well there is no way I can know that unless he decides to tell me. I pushed the duvet off my face and y
My jaw drops open and I grab a handful of the bedspread beneath me, my heart slamming so hard against my chest and my stomach coiling up with fear. Chills trails down my spine causing my stomach to tighten. I'm what? I'm fucking what? Did I hear right or did he say pregnant? With a horror stricken face I took my gaze to the doctor's face and my heart only increased with the stupid smile on the man's face and the small glint of pride in his eyes. I cringe taking my hand to rest on my stomach then I pinch myself, digging my fingers into my skin, praying fervently this would snap me out of this horrible dream. Because damn this can't be reality. Right? I shut my eyes briefly before snapping it back open to stare back at my surroundings. Sadly I'm still at the hospital with all the white walls and nauseating smells. Fuck how much I hate hospital? "You can be discharged soon. I already got the nurse to hurry up with the packaging of the vitamins for both your healths" the doctor says
I get home from the hospital feeling terrible. To be sincere, terrible feels like an understatement, I feel incredibly, stupid, sad, confused, angry and all other messed up emotions. I know I'm not meant to be this sad. Well I would not be this sad if Liam was truly the father of this baby. And everytime I think of that, the fact that I can be carrying Evans' child brings all the goodness in this news to a halt leaving only fear and anxiety in my heart. Could the child actually belong to Liam? I thought hopefully but almost immediately my body tightens with unimaginable fear. Who am I kidding, the child is obviously Evans, it was with him I had my last sexual encounter. And not Liam. Liam comes in later meaning he is done with what he had to do that made him leave me to come home by myself without him but with Vilda. He is dressed differently from earlier in a pair of blue jeans and black round neck top, with one of his hands stuffed in his pocket. My eyes follow his every movem
The truth is finally out and the thick silence is enough proof Liam is digesting my shocking bombshell. The horrid look on Liam's face tells me he doesn't like the news one bit, well not like I expected him to smile brightly and pull me into a hug to thank me for sleeping with another man and probably ruin his fatherhood plans. I study his face with keen interest playing with the hem of my shirt between my fingers narrowing my gaze on his hardened eyes. It's the first time Liam is this angry with me and he has been angry with me a lot… so yeah I know I really overstepped my boundaries this time. Say something Liam. Please. I beg quietly then begin to reconsider if I really wanted him to actually say something. "I…" I begin but trails off biting down hard on my lower lip that I can almost taste my blood. "You slept with Evans" he repeats very slowly, boarding on every word, his sharp gaze almost drilling holes into me. I gulp down nothing trying to stay as calm as possible and
My heart is beating way too fast and I can also hear the sound of my heartbeat in my mouth. My legs feel cramped and weak as I stand behind the door, staring at it like Liam had imprinted his body on it. Okay he just went out of the way to confess how he feels, and what is my reaction? I am standing behind the door and trying to feel my legs. Somehow I make it to my bed and decide to take a seat. The door to my room opens and Vilda walks in redirecting my attention. "Scarlett" She calls. I watch her Walk up to me and when I try to say something, I realize I can't find my Freakin voice. "Are you okay?" I'm not surprised she's asking, she heard everything. I shake my head and she takes a seat beside me. "Do you think something's wrong with me?" I ask. I don't know why I'm asking, but I'm asking alright. "Nothing's wrong with you" Vilda shakes her head. I feel my eyes slowly starting to get hot and when I try to speak again, I let out a cry instead. Vilda gives me a sympa
"It's all my fault" Liam breathes in my hair. I don't say anything and just let my head feel the warmth of his chest and his hand around my body. It feels like it's been ages since we've gone like this. "It's all my fault. I started all this." He sighs. Started what?. "If only…" He begins, disengaging our hug. "if only I had set things straight from the onset, then maybe, we would have… you would have understood my intentions more". The room Liam had pulled me in is dark, and I can hardly make out Liam's face, and if anything, I really want to see what he looks like now. "It's my fault you think our relationship is a joke, it's my fault you think we were nothing more but fake married couples behind those papers you signed. Scarlett, I love you! And I want you to know that, I just don't want you to know that, I want it to be imprinted on my forehead, in your mind, and on the back of our palms and if you th-Liam's voice fades with the darkness as my own thoughts comes into the lig
If this were a movie, clearly I would be the protagonist everyone would be nice to. They'd be like 'oh you're just pregnant… it's no big deal'... 'we'll find a way to deal with this'. 'I'll accept the baby, or you can abort if you wish to' Or am I just watching the wrong TV shows where the protagonists are always these rich spoilt brats.I am not rich. I am not a spoiled brat… I guess. But why is everyone yelling? And why the fuck is Aaron looking at me like that. He's making me feel like shit, like I'm disgusting.. He is making me hate myself. I don't like this!Liam never looked at me like this when he found out. "I'm asking, does Liam fuckin know about this?" Aaron's voice is loud, and when he gets nothing but an eye twitch from me, he turns to Evans for an answer. "I don't know," Evans mumbles. "He does" When I speak, I hear my own voice tremble. And that's when I notice my eyes are starting to get wet. "What?" The three of them say in unison. I roll my eyes, to stop m
"So… he seduced me while waiting for Liam to come pick me up at his place. And I fell for his seductions because he added some threats to it and I had no choice but to give in, like sleep with him… and that's basically the story" I scoff, unbelievably listening to myself lie to myself. "And Liam wants you to fix this in your head? Saying it's what happened?" Ruby asks, dropping the curling iron in her hand. "Yep" I nod. "Okay what in actual fuck?" Ruby scoffs, staring at my reflection from the mirror in front of us. "I know right" I give a weak smile. "Okay, this doesn't sound a bit like Liam at all, why would he ? Oh gosh, it's like, he's finding a reason to hate Evans…" Ruby scoffs. Pulling my dress up from the bed. It's been two days since I gave Evans a visit. Two days since Liam has been acting like two different people. One minute he's all calm, comforting me. The next minute he's avoiding me and giving me the silent treatment. This is all my fault, if i had kept my stu
Scarlett**FOUR YEARS AFTER…. “I would kill, honestly… anything for some peace and quiet, and less danger right now" I slap Liam's arm and he chuckles. "Just joking…" He says through his teeth as he picks up the toys from the floor and turns off the TV. The moment the TV went off, our babies went off with their cries, turning red. I glance at Liam and let out a sigh.. "This is sure going to be one long day" _ The doorbell goes off and I find myself running down the stairs to get the door. I open the door and Ginny's grin makes me smile. "Now where's my favorite Twin?" She shakes the wrapped present in her hand. I notice Michael behind her, holding a really huge wrapped gift. "They're upstairs, Liam's trying to put Rick in his outfit" I say and Ginny walks inside. "Hey Michael…" I say, the moment he steps in. "I don't mean to pry but that's a teddy bear… right" I touch the wrapped present, and feeling its softness, I breathe out a sigh of relief.. Michael smirks, "Ginn
With Ginny and Hannah now inside the living room, enjoying a warm cup of coffee, and giggling to themselves. I get a plate of cookies ready for them, and when I get back to them, they simply ignore my cookies and Ginny waves her hand. "Go on now… You go first" She says and Hannah nods In agreement. "Why me? We yelled guess what at the door together, and we did not ride a three almost four hours long ass ride to come here and just simply spill it" Ginny scoff and I laugh. "How's Liam by the way…?" Hannah asks. "Yeah, forgot to ask about him," Ginny adds. "He's in a therapy session, he'll be back soon, he's good" I smile. "Good, now spill the tea… we're getting impatient" Ginny urges me. I laugh again, but I go on to tell them about a new product that's going to be made after me, and their reaction just made me feel brand new. "Girl! That's big news" Ginny covers her mouth with her hand. My eyes immediately catch the shiny thing around her middle finger and I grab her hand.
The day is expectedly bright and sunny, and deadly hot. I Decided to sunbathe minutes ago and can already feel my skin tearing apart. I take the shades off my eyes and turn to the pool In front of me.. I don't even know how to swim. How embarrassing can my life get? I get on my feet and walk slowly to the edge of the pool where I take a seat and dip just my legs into the cold water, and it feels nice already. Liam isn't home and my life feels like it's falling apart. He's currently with his walking therapist or whatever they call him, and I feel like I'm having the worst day ever. It's been two days since I had that weird sex dream about Liam… Not weird per say, cause I really enjoyed it honestly, and telling him about it just made us both feel like hell. It was a mistake I shouldn't have went for, cause he just laid there, listening to me talk about fuckin him and I went on to pour out my kinky desire, knowing that if he tries to bang me. He might break more than just his bone
Scarlett "It won't stop raining" I sigh walking away from the window and to the bed where Liam is busy with his phone. "It's not like you're going to do anything with the rain, take a seat" He looks away from his phone and gently taps on the bed for me to come seat. "I don't really enjoy rainy days in the middle of summer, it's just 12pm and yet feels like 12am" I shudder, taking a seat beside him. He wraps me like an infant and gives his attention back to his phone."You're going to hold me and not even look at me?" I scoff, pulling the knee length warm socks to give my legs a proper coverage. He glances at me and gives me one of those smile of his, that excited my every being. He gently drops his phone and steadies his wrapped hand around my waist. "Okay now, careful," I scoff referring to my- our babies and he laughs."I'll be careful… The most careful" He leans down and starts to kiss me gently. His body completely buried mine. Goodness, I've missed this heavenly fe
It's been three weeks since Anne kidnapped me. I don't think I've ever used or thought of the word 'kidnapped' until I started living with Liam. And he started it all this. Liam's better and has been getting some type of therapy Halle recommended, for walking properly. He still uses crutches around the house though, but I am glad his health and everything that that fine body of his has are improving greatly. I could say I no longer need hiding but still stay with Liam in his father's home. Anne has been put to bar after her dirty atrocities were leaked. And hell it was a lot. The night after she kidnapped me. For the freaking second time. Everyone watching the news station at that moment went wild when the news lady started to reveal all her crimes and I don't know who gave them that information but Anne isn't going to be coming out of jail for a very long time. It was said she was partners with a drug dealer who also owned an underground brothel where they make
I make my way towards Liam, a rigid smile on my face. He doesn't look happy, but I can tell the relief he's feeling just by staring at me. I walk up to him and fall to his body like he's not covered in cast. My hands wrap around his neck and I start to cry like a child. He wraps me with his only movable hand and buries his head in my neck. God I miss him so much. Not just miss him because I was kidnapped by his crazy aunt. I missed him, everything about him and mostly his touches and what his face feels like, buried in my neck. I let go of him when I feel my weight becoming too heavy for him. I straighten my posture as I wipe my tears, that is getting frozen already. Summer nights are always the coldest. "Why did you come out… it's too cold." I say, picking up the blanket that had fallen from me while giving Liam a hug. "I couldn't just sit still and watch some weird woman do something to my wife." He scoffs. His wife… I sniff, "But still, you've not recovered fully
Scarlett "You're making this really difficult you know that" Ruby scoffs cupping my cheek and straddling me at the same. I don't reply her and just let my thoughts run through my mind. "Are you even listening to me Scarlett?" Ruby raises my head with her index finger. I glance down at her body which is now open, with her shirt lying on the floor. "What do you need my attention for? You want to have your way with me… go on then" I shrug. Crying or trying to struggle out of this will be futile. My hands are densely tied and even if I do get out of the room, I don't know what's out there. Waiting for me. Ruby scoffs, "You're making this really difficult for me… for us" "There's no us, there can never be an us, not tonight… Not forever" I say, looking at the rope around my wrist. I feel Ruby weight leave mine and she gently goes on to grab her shirt on the floor. She comes back to seat on the bed beside me and after a moment of silence, I hear her breathe. "I don't regret i
LIAM-I am currently exercising self-control while I lie here by myself in my bed. Scarlett and the nurse left the building approximately ten minutes ago, but she still hasn't arrived. I quickly peek at the clock on the wall and then out the window to confirm that the sun is still shining. I realise that it has been a few minutes since Scarlett has left, but I still can't stop thinking about her. All of a sudden, I find myself grinning like a fool while thinking about Scarlett. There is a part of me that is curious about what took place between us over the previous few months that I can't remember, but there is also a part of me that doesn't want to know. When you wake up one day and realise that someone else has already started to make your heart beat faster for them, it is pretty strange. It is not completely strange, but it is strange. And there I was, assuming that love would be difficult for someone like me to experience. I feel… I have no idea, but might this be what it's li
Scarlett~~*What's that smell… Smells really good. I snap my eyes open and the pink ceilings above my eyes, gets me on a chokehold. Where the fuck am I? I sit up, and the lady in front of me jumps. "Oh dang, Mrs. Knight you scared me" she places her hand on her chest. "Who are you?" I ask, looking around. The room looks like a pink unicorn puked all over it. The last thing I remember is… I gasp. Ophelia, Ophe freaking Lia! I try to get out of bed, but I notice my hands are softly tied to a pink rope which is tied against the bed board railings."Who are you and where am I?" I ask the lady in the room, who's now filling two cups with chocolate tea. "I'm sorry, I'm not supposed to say anything" She doesn't look at me. I sigh. She fills the cups with tea and I watch her scurry out of the room with an aloof smile. What the hell. I turn to the ropes around my wrists, and though it looks completely harmless, it still looks like it's completely hard to take off. T