I look at Tracy's stomach, praying to God that the bump on it is because she is fat, but I know that's not true. A woman like Tracy would never allow herself to get fat. I don't even know what I am going to do. Should I call Jason and let him know his ex-girlfriend is pregnant. That's if Tracy was his ex-girlfriend. I think she was just one of his usual flings. That's not even important right now. Do I call Jason or wait for him to come back before I tell him. If I wait for him to come back, Tracy might even tell him herself. My train of thought is interrupted when Tracy speaks to me.
"Eleanor," She says, snapping her fingers in my face
"Sorry, did you say something?"
"I said, you will have to call Jason and let him know. He blocked my number, so I can't call him."
"Sure, no problem, I will tell him."
"Thank you, I will be expecting Jason's call any day now. Goodbye," She says, walking to the elevator.
"Bye," I say before she disappear
A week has passed since Tracy came to the office to tell me she is pregnant with my boyfriend's baby. I am on my way to pick up Jason from the airport. Andrew is driving while I sit at the back. Jason's plane should be landing in a few minutes. I am happy he is back. I missed him terribly. I am worried about what will happen when he runs a DNA test on the baby in Tracy's womb. I am praying that the baby in Tracy's belly does not belong to him. I step out of the car and stand at the end of the stairway of Jason's private plane. As he descends the stairway, the smile on his face is the same one I got the moment my eyes saw him. He walks towards me and pulls me into a hug. He spins me around and showers my face with kisses. "Jason, stop spinning me," I say, giggling, feeling a little light-headed from the spinning. He drops me back on the ground and captures my lips in a passionate kiss. I kiss him back with the same intensity as he is kissing me. I have missed kissing
"Oh, Eleanor, you are back? This is my girlfriend Vivienne, the one I told you about. I hope you don't mind her joining us for dinner.""What did you just call her?""My girlfriend""You must be joking," I say, finding his words too unbelievable to accept. There is no way Vivienne is dating Uncle Jack. My precious Uncle, dating Vivienne, I forbid it. Even though her behavior towards me at the office has changed. I still know the type of woman she is, and I would never allow Uncle Jack to be with someone like her."Why would I be joking?""Because she is the same woman I work with.""That's not possible; my Vivienne is nothing like that woman you work with.""Your Vivienne, somebody, please wake me up. I think I am having the worst nightmare of my life. Jason got someone pregnant, and now this. Are you kidding me, God" I say, feeling frustrated with everything happening today."Jason got someone pregnant," Vivienne says, surpris
I hold Tracy's hand as the ambulance drives us to the hospital. I told them I was her sister so they could let me ride with them. I have not released her hand since they put her in the ambulance. I have been holding it while saying prayers for her survival.We arrive at the hospital as quickly as possible. I walk to the waiting room as they wheel her in for surgery. I find the closest bathroom and wash my hands. My clothes are soaked in her blood. I will change later; right now, I need to call Jason. I pull out my phone from my purse and try to dial Jason's number. I don't even know how I am going to break this news to him. This is just too sad to tell him. I can still remember what he said about the baby last night. Oh my God, Jason is going to be crushed if something happens to the baby. I wipe away my tears and dial his number."Hi sweetheart, I was just about to call you. I will be running a little late to work today. Move my morning appointments; I won't be able t
Jason and I walk inside the room. Once my eyes set on Tracy, my heart aches for her. I don’t even care that she lied to my boyfriend about being pregnant. Her whole body is covered in bandages. I see Jason moving forward to wake her up, but I grab his hand to stop him. I shake my head, telling him no. Tracy might have done a horrible thing by deceiving him, but I don’t think right now is the best time to confront her. I don’t even want to imagine Jason’s wrath upon her when he starts questioning her. I pull him and walk back outside.“Why did you stop me from waking her up?” Jason asks once we are outside Tracy’s room“She barely survived the accident. I don’t think we should ask her until she is doing fine.”“Why?”“Her physical health is not great right now, and I know how you can be when you are angry. You might not lay a finger on her, but you can input enough fear to make h
“Oh my God, why aren’t you dressed yet?” Jason asks as he walks into the kitchen. He just came out of his study.“Asks the man who just stepped out of his study,” I say, cleaning my hands on the kitchen napkin. I am making dinner. Jason invited his grandmother over for dinner at his place. Tracy is going to be serving us. He is using this dinner to find out if his grandmother is genuinely the one behind it.“It does not take time for men to get ready.”“I am almost done here. Once I am through, I will get ready.”“This is why I didn’t want you to cook tonight. I could have just asked Jessica to work today,” Jason says, walking over to me by the stove.“Today is her grandson’s birthday. There is no need to make her miss such a special occasion when I know how to cook.”“I should have hired a private chef for tonight,” Jason says, wrapping his
I walk inside my office building with a smile on my face. These days I come to work with a smile on my face. It’s been a week or two since Tracy’s incident. Things have been great between Jason and me. His grandmother is laying low these days. She has not tried anything new to split us up. I know Jason does not believe it’s her, but I do. I can’t prove it that’s why I am not forcing Jason to agree to it. One day I will be able to prove it.I step out of the elevator and walk to my desk. I drop my purse on the table and walk to Jason’s office to hand him his coffee. I don’t make coffee for him at the office anymore. I get him coffee from the café close by. The one I mentioned makes one of the best coffees I have had. I knock on his office door and wait for him to say come in.“Good morning Eleanor,” Vivienne says, walking past me.“Morni….” I don’t get to finish speaking b
The following days go by in a blurb. I am preparing hard for Jason and I's trip to Bora Bora next weekend. We leave in a week. I can't wait for next week's weekend to get here. I am so happy I am going to Bora Bora next week. It's like a dream come true.I get cut off from my daydreaming when I hear Vivienne calling my name. I can't believe I got lost dreaming about the beautiful things we will get to do in Bora Bora."Sorry, did you say something?" I ask Vivienne."Yes, I did. I asked you if you are free to go to lunch together.""Why are you asking?""I want to talk to you. I thought it would be nice over lunch.""What would you like to talk about? I hope it's not about my Uncle because as I said last time. I am not helping you ask him for forgiveness.""I remember what you said. I want to speak to you about something else.""Oh, I usually eat lunch with Jason, but I am sure he won't mind if I don't join him today. What
I step inside the house, and the first thing I do is lie down on the couch. I am so tired I can't even wait to take off my work clothes before lying down. I just got back from work. It's a few days left before my trip with Jason."Hello dear," Uncle Jack says, walking into the living room"Hi,""You seem exhausted.""I am; work has been hectic this week""Why""Jason and I's trip is this weekend. We are trying to wrap up all his important businesses before we leave.""Oh, that's true." Uncle Jack says,"Yeah, how was work today?" I ask, sitting up."The same; nothing new happened.""Any plans for tonight," I ask, removing my heels."No," He says, staring at the TV. I don't know why but I feel a little guilty for why he does not have plans tonight."Uncle Jack," I say, to get his attention away from the TV"Yes, dear," He says, turning away from the TV to face me"Do you like Vivienne?"
I look at my reflection in the mirror, I can't help the bright smile on my face as I see myself. The day is finally here. It feels like yesterday Jason asked me to marry him. I can't believe it's been three months since then. I gently rub my growing bump. I didn't want to wait until the baby was born to get married to Jason. I didn't see why I needed to. I love him, and there’s no reason why we should wait before we get married. I even like the fact that my baby is going to be a part of our wedding. You can't really see my bump because of my gown and being just fifteen weeks pregnant. I’m so happy to be marrying Jason today. I pat my hands down my beautiful white gown. My dress is an off-shoulder ball gown exhibiting thin silk threads thoroughly embroidered onto a point d'esprit tulle that provides finishing. I lift my hand and touch the necklace Jason got for me for our wedding today. My jewelry set is a teardrop blue sapphire diamond. Jason said he got it for me because they remind
As everyone walked to Eleanor’s room, I find it hard to move my legs. I was still in shock that I got Eleanor pregnant. I was always careful with my sex life. It baffled me how she got pregnant. I didn’t use a condom when I had sex with Eleanor because she was always on the pill. She was the only woman I ever had sex without protection than Christine. I always used condoms even if the woman I was sleeping with claimed to be on the pill. That’s why I was surprised Eleanor allowed herself to get pregnant. I know Eleanor didn’t want to be a mother yet. This was all just so confusing! “Jason, why are you standing there?” Evan asks. “Did everyone hear what the doctor said?” “Yes, we did,” everyone replies. “If everyone did, why am I the only one who’s shocked I got Eleanor pregnant?” “Because you’re the one who got her pregnant. We’re just all happy they’re both fine,” Amber says. “Did she tell you she was pregnant?” “No, she didn’t. I don’t even think Eleanor knows she is pregnant.”
I stay like Vivienne advises. I spend the whole morning at my desk waiting for Jason to call me to his office, but he never does. I spend most of it dozing off, though. I don’t know why, but recently I’ve been sleeping a lot. I find myself dozing off all the time these past few days. I wonder if the stress of everything with Jason and I is exhausting me. It's lunchtime now, and Vivienne and I are on our way out. “Do you think Jason and I will ever get past this?” I ask Vivienne as we take the elevator to the parking lot. “I believe you will. It might take a while, but you will.” “I know it’s selfish of me to wish for a future with him, but I do. I really hope one day Jason will be able to see me and not my father.” “Hopefully, that day will come soon.” Vivienne says, stepping out of the elevator, and I follow her. We drive to the closest fast-food joint for lunch. Arriving at the Subway restaurant, I don’t like anything they have, which is weird because they make my favorite sandw
I hear Hanna’s footsteps before she enters back into the living room. With every step she takes towards Mrs. Sullivan, I hear my heart beating fast against my chest. My dad died drunk while driving. I know Jason’s parents died because a drunk driver hit their car. Please, God, my dad could have hit anyone the night he died. Please don’t make it Jason’s parents.“Here, you go, son,” Mrs. Sullivan says, placing a file in front of Jason.Jason quickly opens the file. There are pictures inside from the accident.“If you look at the truck that hit your parents and the one with the man holding Eleanor in his arms, you can tell immediately that they are the same ones.” Mrs. Sullivan says, pointing to the pictures. Jason has them laid out on the dining table. “Eleanor, what day did your dad die?”“26th December 2000” I might have been just two years old, but Uncle Jack told me when I got olde
“Alex,” Jason says, turning around to face him.“What did you just say?” Alex asks, again“Please take a seat, Alex,” I say, pointing to the chair across mine“Is that why you invited me over for dinner? Jason suddenly wants to be friends with me again.”“Yes,”“Why”“I think you should take a seat first. It’s a long story,” Jason says“Alright,” Alex says, taking his seat, “I am listening,” He says once he is comfortable in his chair“I know you must be shocked to see me talking to you calmly for the first time in years,” Jason says“Yes, I am.”“I recently found out you were telling the truth about not raping Christine.”“Really, how,” Alex asks, looking shockedJason tells Alex everything that happened and how he found out he was innocent
I come back from my thoughts once I hear my phone ringing. I check the caller ID. It’s amber calling. I quickly answer so I can give her the good news.“Hi, Eleanor, how are you doing today? Have you eaten? Did you sleep well last night?” Amber asks once I answer. This is what Amber has been doing for the past two weeks. She calls me every morning even though she is supposed to be sleeping. I am so grateful to have her in my life. She cares about me greatly. I couldn’t have asked for another person in the world to be my best friend.“Have I told you before that I love you?” I say, smiling into the phone.“Eleanor, where is this coming from? Please don’t tell me you want to do what I am thinking. He is not worth it; please don’t hurt yourself. I know the pain feels like it will never go away, but I promise you it will with time. Please don’t hurt yourself,” Amber says, and I hear movement around he
I listen to Jason’s heartbeat as his hands draw smoothening patterns on my bareback. Jason and I just finished making love. After we released from our first kiss, Jason kissed me again, and before I knew what was happening, I found myself screaming Jason’s name in my bedroom. I missed being in his arms like this. I wish he would never have to stop holding me.“Jason,” I say, into his chest“Yes, love,” He replies into my hair.“I have a few things to ask regarding the video we watched earlier.”“What would you like to ask consigning it?”“How did you get it?”“I am a billionaire honey, getting CCTV footage of a restaurant is not hard for me.”“I know you must have hired someone to get the video for you, but what I am asking is, how did you know your grandmother set you up. Talk more of getting a video of her conversation with Christine.”
I drag my feet as I walk to the bathroom to pee. These past two weeks have been the worse two weeks of my life. I have cried so much I feared I would become sick. I didn’t know what Jason meant to me until his betrayal.I have not had a good meal and sleep in days because of what happened. I spend the whole night thinking about him and crying. I never have the appetite to eat these days. Amber, Evan, Uncle Jack, and Vivienne tried to encourage me to eat, but I didn’t see a reason to eat when all I wanted to do was disappear from the surface of the earth. I felt so much pain that I wished I didn’t exist sometimes.I step into the bathroom, and as I pass the mirror, I look at myself. The bones in my neck are more visible than usual. My eyes are bloodshot red and swollen from too much crying. My nose is also red from crying and too much sniffing. I looked like a zombie, to sum it up. I empty my bladder and sprinkle some water on my face before stepping o
JASON The night of the party… I walk into the gardens where my grandma is having her party. I don’t know what she’s celebrating, but I know I have to attend, regardless. I wish Eleanor had come with me, but I understand why she didn’t. I don’t understand why my grandma can’t see the amazing woman Eleanor is. I hope my grandma sees it one day, and they can finally get along. “Hello, grandma,” I say, hugging her. “Hello, dear. How are you doing?” she asks, hugging me back. “I’m well, and you?” “Good as well, dear. Where is she?” she asks, looking over my shoulder probably for Eleanor. “She didn’t feel like coming,” “That’s good to hear.” she smiles. The smile gracing her face makes me realize Eleanor had no hope with my grandma, as she had tried to tell me before. My grandma didn’t like Eleanor and didn’t bother to hide it anymore. “I’d like you to meet someone, my dear. I ran into her while at the mall a few days ago,” Grandma says, waving her hand toward someone behind me. “H