My nod was the only visual confirmation that my guards needed.
The guard that Robert fended away hits him with the end of the gun in his gut and his doubles over and falls to the floor.He lets out strings of cusses as he coughs.As the guard is about to hit him again, I raise my hand for him to stop.“Stop, it’s alright.” I say as I study Robert on the floor. He is in a kneeling position and he looks like he is in physical pain.“Henry...” I hear a voice and I look towards it. It’s Jen, and she is walking towards us.Damn it.“Stop this, please.” She begs as she gets closer to him.Robert scurries to his feet and he turns toward Jen.“Jen, Jen. Thank God you’re alright.” He says as he tries to hug her but she dodges him.“Don’t touch me.” She spits and she walks to me.“I had this handled, you did not have to come out.” I inform her and she shakes her head as to say no.“ViolThere’s a feeling you get after you just cried you eyes out. It’s an odd, but yet satisfying one.This is first time since my parents were murdered that I have cried this much. The pain I feel is stupid, but it doesn’t stop me from feeling it.Why am I crying over a guy?This is one of the reasons I chose not to indulge in relationships or anything related to love.I was way better when my heart didn’t yearn to be with another. I was at peace when my memories weren’t filled with images of a man.What Robert did is forgivable, it honestly is. I have done worse. But I think what hurts me the most is that he was doing all this even after all the intimate moments we shared together, as if they meant nothing.That part is unforgivable.He played me like a stringed instrument, and he would have kept on playing me if I didn’t find out about it. I miss the old me. The old me did not have time to give her heart to
“Wow.” Henry gasps.“You look amazing.” He smiles as he says this.I have never seen Henry act this way, he is literally flustered. This makes my confidence boost a bit.I have not been out for a while now, and with Robert and everything going on, I started to feel a bit insecure.“You’re ready for us to leave?” I ask him as I step of the room. He keeps staring at me in awe.“Ye—yeah.” He stutters and I chuckle.He gestures his arm towards me and I hold it as if I am his prom date.“Let’s go clubbing.” He says and then smirks.We both exit the house and I notice that a nice car is already ready to take us. A driver sits in the seat and two other guards open the doors for us to get in the backseat while another guard sits in the front.Some would say all these securities are a little too much, but it’s really not. Henry is almost like a public figure in London. He literally hangs out with the Q
“Henry..” I say in awe and he chuckles.“Here’s your drink, boo.” The bartender calls for my attention and I receive the drink from her.“What is this?” I ask her as I hold the glass of liquor in my hand. It is cold to the touch.“Stop asking questions and drink up.” Henry suggests and I ignore him. Those four shots of tequila would soon be kicking in, I’m sure of that.“Drink it and find out.” The bartender says with a smirk. She watches as I bring the glass to my lips, tentatively sipping some of the content from it.I feel heat rise in my mouth and throat as I swallow it and the bartender chuckles at my facial expression.It is actually not that bad, it has a sweetness but the alcohol content seems high.“Do you like it?” The bartender asks me.I take another sip before replying her. I’m starting to enjoy the slight burn when the drink goes down my throat.“It’s not bad.” I say and she smiles proudly
A light buzz sounds in my ear and I twist and turn on something that I think is a bed.My eyes flutter open and the first thing I see are the white ceilings.Where am I?I begin to look around and I soon realize that I am in a room. A strange sensation fills my body and I feel lightheaded.I try to sit up and I do so successfully. No one is in the room with me and I have a feeling that this is a hospital room.I made it clear to that guy, no hospitals!I am a fugitive and taking me to the hospital is basically the same as taking me directly to the police station.My identity would be uncovered without me even being conscious.“Oh, you’re awake.” A man enters the room and his voice startles me.I watch him carefully in case I have to fight my way out of here.“How are you feeling?” He asks me and I don’t answer. I only study him.He is wearing a formal white shirt, black trousers,
I can’t fathom that I have a literal baby inside of me. It is so fascinating.“Hey, there.” Henry enters the room and startles me when he speaks.I stroke my hair and I smile.“Hey, Henry.” I reply.He looks like he was in a war. I believe that he is having one of the worse hangovers right now. He drank so much last night.“Are you feeling alright? You gave me quite a scare last night.” He says and I sigh.I instinctively look at my stomach, and then I lift my eyes back to him.“Yeah...I guess I drank a little too much.” I say with a tentative smile.“Did the doctor tell you anything?” I ask and he walks closer to me.He is shirtless and has on baggy pajama pants.“Oh, he didn’t say much. He only said that you drank too much and you need to stay hydrated and rest.” He informs me and I nod slowly.Good, that means the doctor did not tell Henry that I am pregnant. “That’s all?” I ask him and he nods.“Pretty much.” He replies.The dull he
“Where are you going?” Henry asks me as I walk towards him. He is in the living room slumped on the couch.“At my apartment.” I reply him and he chews on the half eaten apple in his hand. This guy is always chewing on something.“So soon?” He speaks without looking at me. His eyes are now glued to the giant flat screen TV.“Yeah, I guess. And oh, I’m using one of your cars.” I inform him and he looks at me.He studies me from my toe to my head and he smiles.“I see you are back to your old self.” He says with a smirk.“And you can use whichever car you wish to.” He adds.I thank him and I exit the house. There are a lot of cars to choose from. I may choose the black sleek Ferrari, it seems to fit my personality more.“Ma’am, how may I help you?” One of the guards walk up to me and asks.His features remind me of one of the clients I worked for some time ago, he was Asian and very wealthy.“Henry gave me permission to use one of the cars.” I inform h
So it begins.My journey to redeeming myself from my first heartbreak. I have decided if I want to do this, then it means I would have to fully embody who I once was.I know it’s crazy because time passes and we change, but I don’t want change. I want to be the same person I were before I collided with Robert Jones.I want to forget him totally, but something tells me that that is just a wish that would unlikely come to pass.Considering that I am carrying his baby, he is going to be a part of my life whether I want him to or not.I thought deeply about just going to a low key clinic and getting rid of the baby, but I don’t want to honestly.That’s the crazy thing. Although I am scared to be a mother and I hate that I do happen to be pregnant for a guy that cheated on me, I want to keep it.This is a gift, a miracle. I was infertile for as long as I can remember, and here I am, pregnant. This is so precious.But
It is a perfect shot and the man drops to the ground as soon as the bullet makes contact with his forehead. Panic awakens and everyone seems to be running for some form of cover. They don’t need to worry, the person I came for is already singing with the angels, or let’s say, dancing in the flames of hell.I withdraw my weapon and I place it back into the golf bag as quickly as possible. I need to be out of here because the police would be here in about ten minutes or less.I clear the sniper nest that I made and I place everything back into my backpack.I then jog towards the staircase that would help me exit the rooftop. When I reach it, I descend it two at a time and in no time, I am already on the floor that the construction workers were.But the coast is clear, no one seems to be here. I believe they have all gone to check out the commotion across the street, or they are hiding for their own lives thinking that the sniper is still a