Chapter 6

"I'm pregnant." I blurted out. Hoping that would stop this madness.

"What? You're lying." She replied. "I'm not. I'm pregnant and it's my ex-husband's."

She started pacing around the room. "You're going to abort that bastard."

"No. You don't tell me what to do." I snapped.

She turned to look at me, the last time she looked at me like that was when I was 16, I had broken an expensive architect, by mistake.

"You bastard! I've had enough! How dare you talk to me like that!" She lunged towards me grabbing my hair, tightly.

"Stop!" I cried, but she didn't. "You're going to abort that bastard, do you hear me?!"

I managed to push her away, resulting in her falling to the floor. Cara came rushing into the room and saw her mum on the floor.

She glared at me, helping aunt up, I thought she was going to stop, but she didn't.

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I cried, trying to clean myself. My body hurts so much. Cara had joined aunt earlier.

I can't believe this is happening, it has to be a dream. A bad dream.

After some minutes, I managed to clean myself and entered the bed. My breathing was heavy.

Closing my eyes, I waited for sleep to come, but it didn't. I cried the whole night.

I woke up to the sun piercing through my eyes. Did I sleep?

I stood up from the bed and went into the bathroom. I took my bath and noticed the red scar on my left arm.

I was done, I got out and wore a simple gown. My stomach was grumbling.

I haven't eaten since yesterday. Oh god. And a baby is growing inside of me.

I walked out of the room and went to the door leading outside, but there were two men, just beside the door.

Who are they?

I slowly walked closer to the door, attempting to come out. But they blocked the way.

"Excuse me, I have to go out," I said, but they did not reply to me, it was as if they didn't even hear me.

"You're not leaving this house, at least not until when you're going to your husband's house."

It was aunt, she was still on this? I turned towards her. "Why won't you just leave me alone? I've told you this before, I'm not getting married."

"I'm doing something great for you. You'd thank me for this someday."

I didn't answer her, I turned to look at the men, glaring at them. Who do they think they are?

I am a human and I have my right to movement. "Let me pass, or I'm going to call the cops."

They didn't even flinch. They were keeping me caged, I hate this. I couldn't stop the tears that slipped out of my eyes. I hate this feeling.

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"Here, drink this," Aunt said, sitting next to me on the bed. I've been crying all day long.

I'm trapped.

"I don't want it," I said.

"You have to drink this, it's good for you, and it would stop the pain you're going through." She said.

I slowly took it from her and dropped it on the table next to me. She smiled. "I'd go bring something for you to eat." She walked out of the room.

Immediately after she left, I went to the bathroom and poured it on the floor. I don't know why, but I didn't feel like drinking it.

I went back to the room and sat down on the bed. A few minutes later, an aunt came back with a tray of food in her hand.

"Here, you should eat." She said smiling at the empty cup behind me. What did she put in that?

I didn't drink it, so I don't have to be scared.

I looked at the food before me, and my stomach growled.

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"I heard she is pregnant."

"Yes... She will... Uh, had a husband, I gave her a drink that could abort the child..."

"I'm leaving for Italy in two weeks, I want the wedding before then."

"Yes, of course. I'd prepare her."

"Do so-" "Isn't this illegal? Forcing someone to get married?!" I snapped at the two idiots before me.

"Tessa, do-"

"Tessa what?! I told you, I'm not getting married to anyone and you're not going to force me to do what I don't want to!"

I noticed the Vick guy staring at me, and I felt like poking his eyes and making him blind. I glared at him.

"I guess we'd have to do this the hard way." I heard him say.

"Hard way? Like this isn't hard enough. Why won't you just leave me alone? You barely know me and you want to get married to me? That's stupid and path-" he cuts me off with a growl.

"Shut up." He looked straight into my eyes this time. He got up from where he was sitting and walked toward me.

He looks so scary at that moment. I backed away till my back hit the wall.

He reached me and trapped me between the walls. "We're going to get married, a week from now and there's nothing you can do about it."

He was so close and our bodies touched. I felt disgusted. I needed to push him away. But he seems strong, so strong.

Tears slipped down my eyes. I don't want this. "Please, let go of me." I pleaded, and he replied to me with a growl.

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I was in my room, bawling my eyes out.

Why does this have to happen to me? What have I ever done to deserve this?

I sniffed. I took my bag behind me, looking for my phone, I turned the bag around and everything in the bag came out.

A card caught my eye.

here, in case you want to contact me... If you have any problems, you could always reach out to me.

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