SEVEN WEEKS LATER,Lola clutched the test results in her hands tightly as she rushed into the hospital’s restroom. Finally, alone, she let the hot tears that she had been holding back stream down freely on her face. She was pregnant, and yet there was no way to tell him that he was going to be a father. Her phone started to ring in her purse and Lola inhaled sharply to clear her voice before she picked up the call. It was Maria. “Mom.” She managed to say in a clear voice. “Honey, you should come home today. Let me take care of you while you get some rest...”“I will be fine, Mom. Trust me. You know I’m a lot stronger than you think.” Lola said, even though her supposed strength was a lie, she refused to be swayed from her responsibility. “Besides I have to be there for when...” she insisted. Maria let out a long sigh at the other end of the line, her daughter was stubborn as always and she wondered who it was that the girl had taken after. Richard.“If you say so.” Maria finally sa
It was late into the night when Noah’s eyes gradually opened.His eyelids continued to flutter until they finally adjusted to the lighting in the room. When he tried to turn on his side, his back hurt, and his entire body felt numb so he lay there for a while, unmoving.~Her bed was warm and Lola felt more comfortable as she snuggled against her huge pillow. She remained there until she heard her phone vibrate and her tired eyes reluctantly opened up.“Ah..h!.” Lola jumped off the bed with a scream as she realized that the pillow she had been hugging was a real person. Who would dare?...Noah, who had been pushed off to the edge of the bed groaned at the slight pain her roughness had brought to his still-recovering body.Now widely awake, Lola was in for a double shock as she stared at the person in hospital clothes who she had pushed away. “Noah!!!.” Lola screamed with joy and a rush of excitement overtook her as she jumped back on the bed to return to her husband’s embrace, comple
Grandfather Sanchez let out a hearty laughter as he watched the good old Boyd’s family mansion come into view. It was just yesterday when his granddaughter-in-law had put to bed and the joy that came with carrying his great-grandchild in his arms escorted him on this short trip.He had not only gained a great-grandchild but also his father’s prized possession would be returned to him very soon. His prized golf club.The security guards at the mansion’s gate saluted him as the car was allowed to cruise up to the entrance of the mansion where a beautiful old lady waited.“Good day, Old Master Sanchez.” Samantha, Old Boyd’s wife greeted politely.“Samantha.” The old man acknowledged with a slight frown on his face. “Where is your husband?.” He asked with a raised eyebrow.Samantha let out an awkwardly tight smile as she spoke out. “I apologize, Old Boyd is unable to receive any visitor at the moment as he is currently indisposed. But I assure you, I am an excellent host.”“Would you like
Maria could die tonight.As this cold realization dawned on Lola Coker, her slender hands trembled and she dropped the little purse she held...for the second time.Maria, her mother who had showered her with nothing but love could pass away in pain, and all of that, because she was too wretchedly broke to come up with a measly twenty thousand dollar fix! How much exactly is a loving mother’s life worth? The busy crowd on the main street soon turned to quick blurs as Lola’s eyes stung with raw tears. Here at work, she had been sure to remain in her lane…never too spectacular, never noticed, never seeking attention. But it no longer mattered… she was going to do what she had to do to save her mother. Even if it meant kissing up to her worst enemy’s uncle’s ass. “Hey, miss! Make it snappy, will you?.” The driver of the cab which she had just alighted from, hissed with a slight hint of impatience in his ragged voice and Lola hurriedly handed the cab fare over. The sound of the vehicle
“What the hell Miss Coker!, you can't go in there! Is Corey aware of the fact that you are here?.” Lydia, Secretary to Brett Miller, Director of Fame Hall entertainment warned the red-haired girl bulldozing her way towards the director’s office despite her instructions to her to stay put. The director was a busy man whose time should not be intruded on without a prior appointment which this girl doesn’t have.“Miss Lola Coker!.” Lydia’s panicky voice died down the instant Lola made it successfully into the Director’s sound-proofed office and her heartbeat turned irregular as she finally came face to face with its occupant. “Good day Director Miller.” Lola greeted the middle-aged man who was displeased at her sudden intrusion. “I’m so sorry Brett, She’s one of the dancers under Corey. She has no appointment ....” Lydia soon followed with a hurried apology and an accusing glance at Lola. “I’ll have her removed this instant.”“Please director … I’m sorry to do this but I just need a
“Five, minutes!.”“I leave you for five fucking minutes, Lola and you run off to that leech!.” Aria Davis, Lola’s best friend exclaims with a mixture of pure disappointment and dismay written all over her face at her friend’s stubbornness. She had been ten minutes too late and had arrived to see Lola leave the director’s office. Lola shook her head at her friend’s never changing attitude. “I’m okay mother hen, and be careful please!.” She warned, taking a calculative glance at the few people wandering about the hallway before letting out a helpless sigh. “It’s Director Miller… not ‘that leech’.” She corrected in a rushed whisper. Her friend was no fan of the agency’s director, but she did not want them getting into trouble.“Ha! I see..” Aria scoffed sarcastically, flinging her long brunette hair to the back. “Well not to me, Cherie.” She returned. “There’s a good reason why the girls call him ‘the brute’ when he’s not looking. A reason you should have considered before going into tha
Leaning against the door of the hospital’s cubicle, Lola struggled to keep her tears at bay. A down payment of three thousand dollars from her savings and the deposit check from Director Miller was still a far cry from the total amount needed to get her mother’s surgery booked.A door creaked on the outside and Lola suddenly jolted when a rap sounded on her back. “Hey, miss.” A timid voice soon followed from the other side of the door. “I’m sorry to disturb you, but I’m really pressed and the other cubicles are all occupied. Are you almost done?.”Coming back to her senses, Lola rubbed her palms down her slightly wrinkled shirt. “A minute please.” She responded and wiped the streaks of tears on her face away. She opened the door and flashed an apologetic smile at the owner of the voice who turned out to be a heavily pregnant woman. She was slightly bent from waiting impatiently to use the loo.As Lola slightly touched up her face in the mirror, a message notification popped in from L
Skimpy, Slutty, Short.It was simply miserable that all the words that seemed to come to mind at the state of Lola’s current dress were just as shocking as the style itself. The fabric stopped right underneath her curves, hugging her round buttocks and accentuating her hourglass figure for all to see. It didn't help that the soft padding beneath her bust pushed out the fair tops of her breasts to full view. Feeling the hot gazes of everyone in the room on every revealed inch of her body, Lola’s slender fingers reached for her cleavage to cover as much as she could, but Gavin’s soft laughter from behind forced her hands back to the side.“I cannot wear this out there.” Lola finally spoke up, her voice was croaky like she would burst into tears any second from then. “I look more like a slut than a dancer in this.”The smile on Gavin’s face was slowly replaced with a dissatisfied frown. “It seems like the girl has something to say to me.” He said, his eyes not leaving Lola’s clouded ones