3RD POV:
TWO MONTHS LATER.
After Iris's one night stand and being dumped publicly and humiliated, by noon, she had already purchased a ticket going back to her home in Kemela, and she broke down into tears as soon as she saw her parents at the airport waiting for her with opened arms stretched out to embrace her and welcome their only child back.
They had been her comfort and support system as she dealt with the heartbreak and they had been doing everything to cheer her up and she had been dealing with it perfectly. They were good even the bad days but for the past week, she had been feeling strange.
“Girl, I brought everything you might need.” Her best friend since they were kids, Mariana, arrived at home early this morning as requested by Iris.
“Why did you bring this?” Iris questioned in irritation and fear, seeing a pregnancy test amongst other things like chocolate and stomach medicines.
“Baby girl, you described to me in full detail how that gigolo had sex with you like you two had known each other for years. And though I understand you were using contraceptive pills, which YOU had stated you hadn't used in months before you two had sex, and he wasn't also using a condom. I have reasons to believe his seed or seeds might have swam and procreated or however the biology of kids comes about.” Mariana explained and Iris's heart raced and pounded loudly, seeing as Mariana might be right.
“You're right….O Lord…but please don't be right.” Iris coughed out slowly and Mariana packed up her black hair in a ponytail and shrugged.
“You know whatever the outcome is going to be, I will step up and be the father to your kids. They would never have to know their father is a gigolo.” Mariana joked as she had found it amusing that her ‘innocent’ best friend had slept with a gigolo. Iris looked at her with a side eye, looking for something near to throw at her and Mariana laughed.
“Go on. We all got you and would support you no matter what the outcome will be. Hopefully it's just food poisoning from all those burgers we ate yesterday.” Mariana smiled at her but she had a feeling it wasn't that.
Iria entered the bathroom with two pregnancy tests and with tears forming in her eyes.
“Ohhh, that's why they say Good sex is dangerous.” She joked at herself as she peed on the stick.
“Set the timer.” She yelled to Mariana as she washed her hand and she yelled back, “Yes, baby.”
What if I am truly pregnant? Would I keep the baby? What if there is a sickness running in this man's family and my kid gets it and dies after I decided to keep the child? Oh…I would be so heartbroken. God….I hate Gabriel so much, this is partially his fault.
What are my parents going to say? Would they support me yet again? I couldn't even get to travel around the world because I let a man dictate my life and tie me down. Why did I have to be so careless? What am I going to do with my life if I'm not pregnant? Ouu…but I would make a good mother, and I know that for sure. What—-
“Time's up! I'm coming in.” Mariana interrupted her thoughts and barged into the bathroom.
“What does it say?” She inquired and Iris shrugged, “I haven't checked. Help me check.” She nervously played my hands by my side and watched as Mariana's face lit up with a smile after checking the two.
“What does it say and quit smiling like a creep?” Iris chuckled nervously and tears formed in her playful, unserious, blunt best friend's eyes.
“Stop playing around, May, and tell me what it says. Am I pregnant?” Iris tapped her feet impatiently calling Mariana by her nickname.
Mariana nodded repeatedly and a single tear rolled down the two best friend's cheeks, “Don't play around, I really am?” Iris's voice cracked.
Mariana handed her the two POSITIVE pregnancy tests and embraced her warmly and sadly. “Whatever you decide to do, you know we all are going to support you. I know this is not the right time but girl…if you had just taken me with you to that Simia, none of this would be happening.”
Mariana spoke playfully and in the midst of her tears, Iris cracked out a chuckle.
“So right now, I'm left with a choice to either keep the child or abort….aren't I?” Iris thought out loud, wiping her tears as they broke the hug apart.
“Yes, baby girl. And I will come with you down any of those two routes.” She took a pause after assuring, “So what do you want to do because you have to be more than six weeks along?”
What do I want to do? What do I want to do? The question rang in Iris's head, over and over again..
Abort…
JONATHAN'S POV:A WEEK AFTER:“Everyone is so useless!” I snapped at the head of my security team, Roger, who repeated to me the same thing they had all been saying for the past two months.There was no sight of Iris.He apologized with his head down and all I did was dismiss him, leaning by the rim of the balcony of my parent's luxurious mansion, and looking at the sun slowly set with the most random thought crossing my mind.Isn't the sun tired of constantly rising and setting?The thought crossed my mind maybe because I knew how tired of showing up everyday I had been since the night with my goddess. After seeing the embarrassment and pain she had been through prior to our meeting, I just wanted to hold in my arms and adore her, then afterwards, teach her a lesson for leaving me that hell of a money assuming me for gigolo. I found it even more attractive, she had no idea I was among the top five chefs in the entire country of the Republic of Simia and the son of the most wealthy a
IRIS'S POV:“IRIS LUCIA FLETCHER!”I heard my mother call me from the staircase by my full name, and footsteps approaching after. It was currently 11 a.m on a Saturday and my mother had sent about three maids to come get me but I just laid on my bed under the duvet, with the curtains still closed and just pictured various events since I had decided to KEEP THE BABY after Mariana had gone to the hospital to ensure that I was truly pregnant and to get doctor's approval.I pictured my baby's first steps, first time I was going to get called ‘mama’, I imagined how hard pushing out a child would be, especially after my Crazy friend, Mariana, had sent me a video of a woman pushing out twins, she had been out of state for the past two weeks, traveling to Simia, the country I had just came back from for a new case she was working on.Yeah…I know it's shocking that someone as unserious as my best friend was a Criminal defense lawyer.I watched the video in horror and disbelief, searching throu
IRIS POV:7 MONTHS LATER:The past few months have been exhausting and nerve-wrecking. My parents had played such a huge role in making sure I was alright, and my father could not stand the mid-night craving, so he got me a security guard who was not only to protect me but also meant to accept all calls I made to him even though it was in the middle of the night, and to run to any store to pick whatever snacks or food I crave.His name was Harry, and he always had a mean look on his face. My father told him it was to prepare him for when he had a pregnant wife which made us all cackle. He never complained or even looked tired, just said a few words such as ‘Are you feeling okay today, Miss?’ And ‘If you need anything else, Miss, don't hesitate to call.’ “You think he's cute?” Mariana inquired as we lay on my bed together, after she had just arrived back from work in a black tight-fitted skirt and a red button-down Versace shirt with her hair all curled up.After she was shot seven mo
IRIS POV:“I have a date tonight with Miguel at 7, so I will see you later. Don't hesitate to call me if anything comes up.” After a couple of dates with the doctor, she ditched him for no reason in particular. Few weeks ago, she met Miguel at the courthouse after successfully putting that rapist and murderer behind bars. And for now, things seemed to be going well with Miguel.I escorted her out and hugged her goodbye, and rather than returning back to my room, I entered into the nursery we had all taken our time to decorate in Green and Pink. I was tired of the clichés of blue and red, my kids were special blessings, so they deserved different.I smiled, reliving how my parent's faces had twisted up after I had just suggested about getting my own house in order to not stress them out but they dismissed me. And they could always go to the other half of the house, it was no problem for them at all. As they had said.I picked up one of the toys and held onto it with a smile then I fell
3RD POV:A WEEK LATER:It had been a week since Iris gave birth to her beautiful set of twins and she had stayed at the hospital longer, to just be monitored and healed after passing out immediately after due to exhaustion. She however had her two twins, a boy and a girl, in the same room as hers being that her hospital room was large and luxurious.Meanwhile, Jonathan was currently at his best friend Tristan's marriage ceremony to Veronica. He had been appointed as best man and about three of Veronica's friends who were her bridesmaid, all gushed at the sight of Jonathan looking as handsome as ever in black tuxedo, with his nicely trimmed beards and hair. He was oblivious to their crushing which made him seem even cooler in their eyes.Soft music was playing in the reception hall in the evening time. Tristan's family owned chains of hotels making them extremely wealthy, so all the elite, business tycoons, family, cousins all gathered to celebrate with him. The hall was adorned with g
3RD POV:AT THE AFTER PARTY:Veronica had told Tristan, it would be wonderful to have an after party with just their friends and younger guests at another location without parents and older people there and Tristan agreed setting it up.So they were all at the new location where they had rented out a club/bar out for the night. Loud music was blasting through the speakers, everyone had changed to a more casual outfit, all the ladies wore shorter gowns and everyone was loose and ready to party. Bottle girls walked towards them with them with lights and drinks and a sign board which read, Congratulations Tristan and Vee. All Veronica's friends danced and behaved like they were outside at a club for the first time. The guys were just looking at them and picking out who they would be hitting on and dancing with tonight.Jonathan, on the other hand, didn't like this time of scenes, so he sat down a few distance away from them and literally began to read on a new recipe he was dying to try
JONATHAN'S POV:A YEAR LATER:“One year anniversary! Thank you my brother for doing this.” Tristan hugged me and I forced a smile in response, pushing him off making everyone else laugh.It was currently their one year anniversary and I had gotten MY private jet to fly us out to Kemela, a beautiful country with a beautiful beach. Carl and I were happy for Tristan for making it this far in his marriage. I was however going there for work, I had been paid over millions to cook one of the dishes I had curated myself. It sounded crazy at first to a lot of people, especially after an interview with one of the greatest media personality in the world, Lima Terry.I hated having to prove myself, but my team had begged and gotten my mother to convince me. So I prepared the dish I called Chef's Ris in honor of the lady imprinted on my heart, body and mind. I had prepared the meal at various restaurants and no other Chef could ever make it like I did.I am just too awesome.In the plane consiste
“Please….Please…Pretty please….For the love you have for me…..And I don't want to be stuck in that place with these people.” She continued begging in a child-like tone and I shook my head.“No, Quit acting like a child. I'm going to be working and you know you have to get along with them at the end of the day.” She pushed my arm in anger making my phone almost crash to the floor as she always loved to hit something when she was mad.I sucked my teeth in frustration and stood up and left. She was such a child.**********THREE DAYS LATER:It had been a hectic 72 hours. After landing I immediately took a nap and got acquainted with the assistants and the kitchen where the magic was going to take place. I had made it known, I would not be needing anyone in the kitchen with me. They obliged to every wish of mine and it had been going well. Until earlier tonight, I had stumbled upon a lady my mother had gotten me to go to a blind date with. Her name was Melody and she was a pretty lady ex