Chapter 77EIGHT HOURS LATER"Alicia, please try to calm down," Koldis says to me for probably the hundredth time, but just like the previous times, I ignore him and continue wearing the floor thin.After what seems like a while but I know can only have been a few minutes, a nurse walks in our direction and I immediately rush to her. "How is he? How is he? How is he?"It's funny how the human mind thinks. Saying words three times or even more will not lend your words a sense of urgency. It will only make the recipient of the questions irritated, like now. A look of annoyance passes over the nurse's face like a shadow, but it's gone in an instant, making me feel I imagined it."He's in surgery, ma'am, and the surgeon is doing his best to remove the bullets from his chest."She tries to pass, but I hold onto her hand as tears pool in my eyes. "Please. . . he's the father of my unborn child." My voice is scrat
Chapter 78THREE MONTHS LATER"Hey, babe, I'm going out for a walk with Clarissa, will you be alright alone?"Hazel eyes smiles at me but I can clearly see the strain in her eyes. It's all because of me. I trace my eyes across her features and dip lower to her boobs - they're fuller and bigger, straining against the tee shirt she's wearing. My eyes continue their descent until they stop at her baby bump. It's bigger and definable.My kid is in there - our kid. I smile, knowing that in a few months, I'll welcome we'll daughter into the world. The smile slides off my face as I look back up at Hazel eyes. She's assessing me, the same way I'm assessing her."Are you alright?" Lines appear on her forehead as she gazes at me. Lines that weren't there some months ago."Yeah!" I nod. "Go on, get some air, you need it." I get comfortable on the bed as I change positions, but once she's gone, I sit up and stretch.I
Chapter 79 A heavily pregnant woman = all forms of insecurities raised to infinity. I grimace as I pass the full-length mirror on my way out of the room. I feel and look like a cow, maybe a whale is better suited to how I look. I used to walk sprightly before, but now putting one leg in front of the other takes serious effort, and I'm only six months gone. These days, it takes a lot of effort to do anything, if I can be honest. I can't even bend to wash my feet during bath time. Ever since he was discharged from the hospital, Ash takes pity on me and gives me a bath, seeing how difficult it is for me to help myself. As I walk down the stairs, Clarissa sees me and gifts me with a wide smile. "There she is - the most beautiful pregnant woman in all of Los Angeles." I smile, but I know it looks more like a grimace. "Oh, don't look so glum, pretty sure Ash can't take his eyes, and hands off you because - damn, girl, you're glowing." If I never told you my best friend was sweet, well
Chapter 80"Will you marry me?"Ash"s soulful brown eyes stare up at me beseechingly. The way he's gazing at me makes me feel he's waiting with bated breath, ready to hang on to my every word. It's as if my acceptance will save his life, and if I dare refuse, it would crumble right before my very eyes. This is the same Ash who has been blowing hot and cold toward me.Actually . . . more cold than hot, to be honest.I take a step back and let out a nervous giggle in the process. I don't know what to think. Is this a prank? I lick my lips and look around for something, anything, to make light of this tense moment. Maybe he's videoing this in order to use it to laugh at me later on, I don't know, but this is freaking me the fuck out.My baby girl kicks me and I wince as I touch my belly. Ash notices and walks toward me, still on his knees. That's gotta hurt. He's going to have scraped and bloody knees by the time
Chapter 81Pregnant women have weird cravings. They say it has something to do with the hormones while others say it's a disorder which rears it's ugly head when women are pregnant. The cravings of some pregnant women are quite weird and they range from sitting close to the toilet in order to inhale the smell of shit, to eating sand.Thank goodness mine isn't anything that ridiculous."I want more fries." I tell the waiter.Ash stares at me like I've grown a second head. "But you've eaten two helpings already, plus half of my burger.""What? I'm eating for two now, or have you forgotten?" I say with an edge to my voice.His incredulous look changes as he begins to laugh and shake his head. So yeah, my pregnancy craving is food - junk food - something I hated with a passion and wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole. Right now, it's the second love of my love. The third, actually, after Ash and my baby. The waite
Chapter 82 ASH This can't be fucking happening right now. I take in Hazel eyes determined stance and I mentally groan. When I told her Leonard was still alive, I never knew she would request to see him. She didn't just request - she hammered and wore me out, asking to see him, so much that I had capitulated, and here we are. Whatever bond they had, it's gonna have to end very soon 'cause Leonard will definitely not see the light of another day. Rather, the four walls of the room he's currently in. "Leonard." Hazel eyes mouths breathily and my anger flares, but I stamp it down because this is not the time to have a jealous fit. Something tells me she won't appreciate it. Leonard, dazed from being in the four walls of this room for months on end, opens his eyes but can't focus. He squints at her, blinking repeatedly until a semblance of recognition streams into his eyes. From the look on his face, the fool can't believe she's standing in front of him. Probably thinks he's seeing an
Chapter 83I remember my first kill.I thought he'd never die.There I was, holding tightly onto his neck and squeezing for dear life, my own life flashing before my face if I so much as removed a finger from his neck.It was gruesome.Many people think there's no difference between killing someone with an object and doing it with your bare hands. There's a grave difference, I tell you. With an object, it's impersonal and it feels like you're on the other side looking in on someone else doing it but using your hands - now - that's fucking personal.That's what happened when I had to kill someone to stay alive. I can't joke and say it was an order when in fact it wasn't. I was fighting for my life. It was either kill or be killed. What made it worse was that I had to snuff the life out of someone and I did it, without any qualms, or so I thought, until it was all over, until I saw blood everywhere, until I th
Chapter 84As I steer awake, I feel a heavy weight, like a log, pressing my stomach. My head feels like it's going to blow because there's a hammering inside it that's refusing to abate.What happened to me?Why do I feel this way?I force my eyes to open and they do so unwillingly. Everywhere looks dim and I can't recognize my surroundings until I blink, clearing the fog from my eyes. My eyes land on an indiscernible shape on the bed beside me and I trace my eyes across the shirtless body and onto a hand that's curved around my bulging stomach.I'm pregnant?I blink, and then blink several more times before everything comes crashing back into my mind.Leonard.I killed him. . .Tacky-blonde cop.I killed her too.My heart slams inside my rib cage as the realization crashes into me.I killed two people.I gasp and try to sit up, but the hand - Ash's hand - is heavy on me, stopping me from moving. I shake my head