DRAKE’S POVMatthew paces back and forth in the office and I could not help but envy him. If my legs were working right now, I would love to do that too.“Can you stop pacing? You are sending the wrong signals to my brain” I complain and he stops in his tracks, flopping down on the couch on the farthest part of the office.The urge to run my hand through my hair, or plant my face in my palm gnawed at me so hard, but my brain and my hands were not in sync at this point.It angered me beyond measure. Because for the first time in my life, I could not do anything. Literally.I can’t walk when I want to, and I can not move either. Not because I don’t want to, but because I am not able to.And it is all her fault. It is all Andy’s fault. She put in this position.For the first time in my life, I have to come to a realization and face reality. I am helpless and I don’t have any hope until she says so.For the first time in my life I might have to at the mercy of someone.It would have been
ANDY’S POV“Get your shit together Andy, we don’t run this restaurant with such clumsiness” My boss, Mr. Clifford, bangs on the counter as he dishes out his words.“Yeah… I’m… I’m sorry it won’t happen again” I stutter cleaning up the spilled cup of coffee on the ground.“It better” He mutters before he walks off to his office and I let out a deep sigh.That was close.Working three jobs at the same time would tell on anyone, but it’s what I have to do to put food on the table. Till things start to look up for me, I have to be thankful for what I have now.I scoff at myself. Who am I kidding?This is hell! Sometimes I just wish I could rip his head off and shove that big head of his down the toilet. But he’s my boss, and my money comes first.If I ever get out of here or get a better job, I swear I would flip the finger at him before strutting out of this damn sorry excuse of a restaurant.They call this a restaurant, I call this Hades. But this place is the only place that would guar
DRAKE’S POV“I’m not getting any younger son” My father’s strained voiced mutters for the umpteenth time during this argument and I let out an exasperated sigh.“I just need a little bit more time Father, I promise I would bring a woman soon, you just have to trust me” I state clasping my hands together in a bid to convince him.“You said that four years ago, you are not getting any younger too you know” He responds.“So what are you saying?” I wanted to get this over with, I didn’t want to have this conversation any longer than this, I already have a long day ahead of me.“You know…since your mother died…” He begins and I groan.We are not doing this again.He totally ignores my dilemma “This house has been so empty and cold and so void. You are barely ever around and I get bored” He complains.My dad can be a little cry baby sometimes, especially when it comes to having this exact conversation.I fold my lips in a tight line to hide my smile. “And?” I probe him.“I would be so glad
ANDY’S POVIt was exactly 8:30 when I arrived at the venue for the gala.I already had a really bad day and I just want to get all of this over with.For some reason I feel like I’m overreacting but at the same time I’m so angry at her.She literally lied to my face for a whole month. All those times when she would be out for hours and she wouldn’t be at work, she was with him.I am so happy for her but I just can’t get over this feeling.She must think I’m not trustworthy.Did I do anything to make her think like that?Am I the problem now?Is that why she couldn’t tell me?Am I overthinking this now?I should probably focus on work right now, I would get too clumsy if I keep thinking about this.Madam Stephanie walks out of the kitchen. A small top and some leggings adorning her body as she looks around.I still don’t get why she wants everyone to call her Madam Stephanie.We are literally the same age. Actually scratch that, I’m older with at least a few months. But I guess that’s
ANDY’S POVThe gala had begun by the time I got back to the hall.I rushed to the kitchen and just grabbed a random tray and blended with the rest of the workers in line.The guests were still arriving and the whole hall was decorated to perfection.Nothing was out of place and for some reason this whole place felt like a nice escape from the bad day I have had.The music wasn’t too loud and everything was pretty chill. It was poise and courtesy all around.But you couldn’t put it past this rich folks. It’s all pretense.Part of the lifestyle. Most of them here might be wannabes and pick ME’s.Especially the ones around my age latching on to old men for money. Probably waiting for their deaths so they could claim his inheritance.Call me judgmental, but I think it’s pathetic. They are young and strong enough to be successful young ladies without being fraudulent or sleazy liars.After an hour of setting the food and drinks on the table, the guests begin to settle into their seats.All
FEW WEEKS LATERANDY’S POVThe pregnancy kit falls off my hand as my mouth hangs in realization of what was happening to me.Shit! I’ve got a little human growing inside of me.“Shit, shit, shit” I chant, scrambling around for my phone to call Angela.I run my hand through my hair multiple times before dialing her number. I start pacing as I wait for her to pick up.“What’s up Marshy” She chirps.“Where are you?”“With Ethan… what’s wrong? Are you okay?”“Everything’s is wrong Angela, everything is so wrong!” I cry into the phone. I don’t realize when the tears begin to fall from my eyes.“Hey, hey, chill out, I’ll be right there in a few minutes okay… just stay where you are” She said.“Okay” The line goes dead and I pack up the P.T kit on the counter before walking out into the bedroom.I pace back and forth, running my hands through my hair multiple times.Thoughts begin to pass through my head in haze and I swoon slightly, finding the edge of the bed and willing myself to sit.How
ANDY’S POVThe utter silence that passed between us in this very moment could be recorded in a world record.He blinked several times probably trying to make sense of the whole thing.“You…” He stifles a laugh clearing his throat “You are cursed. That’s what you’re saying”“Yes” I nod running a hand through my hair.He squints his eyes searching my face. I couldn’t read him because of his stoic façade.“Look, there are other ways to beg for money than pulling this stunt” He states with a straight face and I don’t hide my scoff.“You think I’m doing this for your money? Listen —” I run my hands through my face “You would die if anything happens to this baby” I state as a matter of fact.“Now I’m starting to get this whole thing, it’s your curse, but I have to bare the consequences?” He asks and I nod frantically.He scoffs a small laugh blinking back into his stoic expression. He furrows his brows and wipes his nose with his thumb.“Look, you may not believe me but just listen to me.
DRAKE’S POV“George, come here please” I speak into the intercom on my table, refocusing my attention on the files on my table.George enters my office in seconds“You asked for me sir” I barely acknowledge his presence as I was having a hard time going through these files.“Where is the file for the Connor sponsors? I can’t find it anywhere” I rummage through the files.“It’s in your printer sir” He replies towards the printer on the side. “You ordered that it be left there” He explains“Oh thank you. What about the G’s?”“Already taken care of. We are expecting a response by tomorrow and you would be having a meeting with the sponsors for the fashion line” He informs“Have Stephanie take of that”“Yes sir” He responds “Also, Mr. Matthew arrives in five minutes, I’ll let you know when he arrives”“Thank you George, you’re dismissed”I wasn’t able to focus on the files for the next few minutes because a certain brown eyed bimbo’s voice couldn’t stop ringing in my headBecause I’m cur
DRAKE’S POVMatthew paces back and forth in the office and I could not help but envy him. If my legs were working right now, I would love to do that too.“Can you stop pacing? You are sending the wrong signals to my brain” I complain and he stops in his tracks, flopping down on the couch on the farthest part of the office.The urge to run my hand through my hair, or plant my face in my palm gnawed at me so hard, but my brain and my hands were not in sync at this point.It angered me beyond measure. Because for the first time in my life, I could not do anything. Literally.I can’t walk when I want to, and I can not move either. Not because I don’t want to, but because I am not able to.And it is all her fault. It is all Andy’s fault. She put in this position.For the first time in my life, I have to come to a realization and face reality. I am helpless and I don’t have any hope until she says so.For the first time in my life I might have to at the mercy of someone.It would have been
MATTHEW’S POVMy shoe raps against the floor repeatedly as I waited out of the hospital room where Drake was being attended to.I am still yet to wrap my head around this whole thing, because it is happening so fast, everything is going on so fast and I can not even grasp onto one thing.All of this doesn’t make sense to me. I did now want to believe it at all.At first, I thought Drake was faking a story to just get rid of a girl. But I did not see the need to question him about it because it wasn’t the first time.I thought when all of that was over and we got rid of her he would tell me the truth like he naturally did.But I would not get past the fact that this was his actual first time of trying to get rid of a girl that he had slept with.Because all the girls he got with only spent the night with it and used it as some sort of flex. It was what happened when we got down with them.So how it got to all of this I what baffles me beyond measure. It was getting more serious as the
DRAKE’S POVMatthew paces back and forth in the office and I could not help but envy him. If my legs were working right now, I would love to do that too.“Can you stop pacing? You are sending the wrong signals to my brain” I complain and he stops in his tracks, flopping down on the couch on the farthest part of the office.The urge to run my hand through my hair, or plant my face in my palm gnawed at me so hard, but my brain and my hands were not in sync at this point.It angered me beyond measure. Because for the first time in my life, I could not do anything. Literally.I can’t walk when I want to, and I can not move either. Not because I don’t want to, but because I am not able to.And it is all her fault. It is all Andy’s fault. She put in this position.For the first time in my life, I have to come to a realization and face reality. I am helpless and I don’t have any hope until she says so.For the first time in my life I might have to at the mercy of someone.It would have been
ANGELA’S POVI bang my head against the headrest repeatedly as her words ring in my ear.Does he know?Does he know who you really are?I didn’t think she would play that card. Cripes I didn’t even think she would go that far.I could barely recognize Andy, infact I no longer know who she was. At first as I was confused. I was not sure if I was talking to the same Andy that I once knew.What changed?Why did she start to use such vile words?All I tried to do was protect her and her baby, but she was too far gone to listen.I had to go what I had to do. But I realized too late. I didn’t realize what I did was wrong until I had come down from my high anger.I let my emotions get the best of me. I was also trying to protect Ethan. He was getting too mixed up in the whole thing.In the beginning of all of this, his family was threatened. I did not want to imagine what they could do next if they found out she was staying in Ethan’s house.Most importantly she was being too reckless and de
ANDY’S POVI had to skip a whole day of work because I got home just yesterday to find my bed rained with bullets.My windows shattered and Aunt Claudia left traumatized. She had also gotten home to see the whole place trashed.She had to take the first flight back to Canada because she was too scared for her life.What would have happened if she was in the house when it happened? What would have happened if I got home to meet Claudia dead or something?That was why I got so pissed and angry at him. He took it way too far.But who am I kidding? For someone who could send a serial killer to my house, he could literally do the impossible at this point.I run a hand through my hair as I get to bus station. I could not stop pacing back and forth as I waited for the bus.Too far Drake. Too far.The ride home took so long that I took a nap on the bus. There was a lot of traffic for reasons best known to the universe.Today has not just been good at all and it’s barely noon. I could not sle
DRAKE’S POV“Glad to finally get your attention Andy” I state as she bolts into my office. I think I have to change the door though.“Looks like slashing your tires wasn’t enough” She seethes as she closes the distance between us. Her hand lands across my face in quick succession.Her hand hurt so bad that I wanted to hold her hand to stop her, but my hands would not move.Luckily, Matthew comes in and pulls her away from me.“What is wrong with you?” He raises his voice at her causing her to give him a slap of his own.Matthew staggers backwards holding his face with a groan.“She slaps hard” He winces.“Put your hands on me one more time and see if I hit harder or not” She states at the top of her voice.Her eyes wide in anger and her fists clenched tightly as she stared at both of us.“Why would hit a sick man Andy?” Matthew raises his voice and she scoffs.“Why would you try to wipe a pregnant woman off the face of the earth?” She bites back.“I am sick and tired of all of your an
ANDY’S POVThe ride home took longer today because I got to the terminals really late and I had to wait for the next buses.It had to be the most stressful ride home, but it was all worth it immediately I saw my house in the distance.I tiredly walk to the house and knock the door. I had no strength to fish out my key and I just wanted my bed at this point.“Andy!” Auntie Claudia launches herself onto me as she pulls me into a hug.“Hey Auntie Claudia, I am happy to see you too, but I am so sleepy, but we can catch up on everything tomorrow, I promise we would” I tell her and she smiles.“Oh and I thought you were going to spend some time with us” She states and I frown.“Us? Who else is--?” My words get stuck in my throat as I spot Angela in the living room.“What are you doing here?” I seethe and she sighs.“Auntie Claudia-““Get out” I grit at her not wanting to hear anything from her.“Are you two fighting?” Auntie Claudia frowns and I roll my eyes not wanting to deal with this r
FEW WEEKS LATERANDY’S POVI buzz through the café as I take orders from table to table. It was getting more and more tiring as the days went by because my work hard because I was the only employee in the café.Hilda said she has not had clients like this on a long time and saw it as some sort of good luck charm…and always refered to the baby as some sort of good luck magnet.My baby bump wasn’t out yet, I was finishing my third month in a week and I knew I should be getting ready for the baby bump.That is if I researched the right thing. If not… whatever happens happens, Drake brought this upon us, and I know he going through the consequences on his own.“Waiter!” Another customer calls and I almost groaned out in frustration but I held myself.I take their other and go back behind the counter to get it ready when the chimney dings again and another customer enters.“Welcome sir, please have your seat I’ll be with you shortly” I greet, not looking up from my sticky note as I try to
DRAKE’S POVI watch the doctor as he takes my samples again, and placing them in the small tray.I let out a deep and tired sigh and I stare at the doctor with a bored look on my face.“So doctor, how long would it take for the test results to be out?” Stephanie asks and I zone out of their conversation already knowing the answer.If this turns out to be the same after this….if there is no change in the results after this, I would have to rankle Andy to come to me. That would be the only way to get answers out of her.For some reason she would always answer my questions. Like she knows I would ask them. She always had a response to everything.But it all made sense when Stephanie explained that she bragged about it so much in high school.She just needed to find a rich man to pin it on and unfortunately for me, I became the victim. I had to be the one to bear the ruins.At first, I thought this was some sort of joke and a prank, until days and weeks passed and I couldn’t move a lot of