3: No Escape

(Dada's POV)

I woke up with a really massive headache. Massaging the head, I got up from lying down and sat on the bed. I blinked twice when I looked down at my body and saw that I was naked.

Immediately my eyebrows met. What the heck? Why don't I have clothes?

My eyes roamed confusedly across the room I was in as the memory of what had happened last night flowed like a stream of water. What the hell, Danielle Laine! What did you do?

I looked to my side and found someone sleeping with his back facing me. And then I remembered who I was with last night. My eyes widened as my mouth formed an 'O'. I could perfectly remember the face of the man and who it was—Elijah Fuentaverde.

"Oh my God," I whispered as I turned my gaze to the clothes we had scattered on the floor. I closed my eyes tightly as I thought about what I had done last night. "I need to leave."

Although my head and body ached, especially the one between my thighs, I forced myself to stand up and picked up my clothes. Because of the mixture of nervousness and fear, I hurriedly got dressed. I found my car keys, cellphone and wallet on the nightstand. I didn't even bother to think about how well they were placed there.

I stared at the bed as he moved. I quickly picked up my belongings and ran out of the room. I halted on my steps when I saw the bartender from last night going up the stairs.

"Running away?" Amusement is in his voice. He also had this small smirk plastered on his lips.

"I need to go. Bye!" I said and hurriedly walked passed him.

Entering my car, which I immediately found because there were only three cars parked in the parking lot, I hurried to leave. I did not go straight to our house. I went to the person who I knew would understand me even if I did something stupid—Zion. I knew the pin of his condo so I got in quickly. I knew he was still asleep because it was only eight in the morning.

When I entered his room, I found him lying on the bed and not wearing a top. My tears immediately flowed when I remembered the stupid thing I did last night. I didn't care if he would get mad at me later but I ran to the bed and just dove towards him.

He grunted and immediately sat up. "The hell!?"

I didn't distanced myself. I hugged his waist tighter and pressed my face on his chest and let my tears fall. I felt him stilled when I sobbed. Seconds later, I felt him hugged me back and began to calm me like a child.

We stayed like that for awhile until I calmed down. When we let go of each other, he wiped the trace of my tears.

"What happened?" he asked carefully, as if he was afraid I would be triggered and cried again.

"I..." I gulped. "Uhm..." I bowed down my head.

"Look at me, Danielle Laine." I shook my head. I don’t want to see pity in his eyes. "Laine ..." he called softly as if I was a child.. He pushed the hair that was blocking my face and held my chin to lift my face to look at him.

He'd seen me in my hard times since I met him when we were still in college. I never heard  him judged me when it comes to doing wrong. He'd been there to support me all the way. And now that I'm facing another wrong thing that I've done, I am ashamed to be weak. I know that he'll always understand me but I can't accept the fact that I can't even understand myself.

I was never the perfect daughter my family wanted me to be. I had  my fair share of stupidity that I was never proud of. I will never rich their standard because I'm not perfect. I'm just an ordinary person that's trying so hard to fit in. And what I did last night just proved me that I am stupid like what they told me.

"Where—"

What he was going to say was cut short when suddenly someone opened the door and shouted.

"Laine!" She almost ran to the bed and immediately hugged me. My eyes teared again when I felt the heat of her body. "What happened?" she worriedly asked after letting me go.

Though struggling, I did my best to tell them everything that had happened. I kept nothing from them except the detail that took place inside the VIP room and who the man was. They would never believe me if I told them that Joshua Elijah Fuentaverde was with me. I'm so ashamed of my stupidity and I can't go into more detail about it.

"That's what happened," I said when I finished telling the story.

"That jerk!" Zion said with gritted teeth and closed fist. I know he's referring to that cheater Tristan. He had always hated that man. He didn't hide his displeasure from me but because I said I was happy with Tristan, he put up with him. If only I believed him when he said he's not the right one, I would not have been hurt now. It is true that repentance is always late.

"Of all people, why does it have to be your lewd sister?" Shane unbelievably uttered. Ever since, she doesn't really get along with Brie like me. We were never close with each other. We fight even more often and I always become the culprit because in their eyes, he is the good one and I am the bad one. If they only knew what his true nature was.

"Break up with that asshole." Finality's in his voice.

"I already did."

I'm not a fool to stay by his side after what happened. He can go to hell together with my sister for all I care. That's where they really should be.

"So what's your plan now?" Shane asked as I settled down. "Are you going home?"

I shook. "I have all my important things in my condo. Can you get them?"

I don't want to go there because Tristan might be waiting. So I just went straight here first because he didn't know this place. Zion has only been here for a few days so only Shane and I know.

"I'll take it." Zion got off the bed. "You stay here with her and wait for me," he instructed Shane before he left.

"After getting your things, what's next?"

"I'll go away for the mean time," I answered seriously and decisively. She wasn't even surprised by what I said. Maybe she was already expecting it.

I will only run away from my family because I'm sure Elijah won't look for me. Who am I for him to waste time and look for? He's used to disposing whoever he spent the night with.

Joshua Elijah Fuentaverde is one hell of a hot guy despite having a cold heart. There's no doubt about that. But one thing that I'm really sure of, he's a walking red flag. He's the type of guy you should never fall in love with if you don't want to end up having a broken heart.

"I only have a question, Laine."

I was suddenly nervous at the seriousness of her tone.

"What is it?"

"You didn't told us the truth, right?"

"What truth?"

I was even more nervous. She's a very close friend and she has proven several times that she seems to know me better than myself.

"Did you have a one-night stand with someone last night?"

My eyes widened before I gulped. "W-What?"

Her eyes narrowed. "Don't you dare lie to me, Cordova."

I averted my eyes. I can't meet her gaze.

"Look at me."

I took a deep breath before looking at her. She sighed and gave me a small smile.

"Did you use protection?"

"What?" I was confused. I don't get what she's saying.

"Condom, dude."

"Shane!" I exclaimed. "Do you have to say that?" This girl really is something. Sometimes her mouth really doesn’t have a filter or brake.

“I was just asking,” she defended. "Maybe he's sick—"

"I just drank and nothing else—"

"Don't fool me, Cordova. Even if you don’t admit it, I know you did something last night that you regret now."

I gulped. "I-I..." Her left brow lift up. "I-I d-did..."

""Did you use protection?" She repeated the question she had asked earlier.

I couldn’t answer right away because I didn’t know what to say. My mouth was in a thin line while I stared at her.

Did he use a protection? I didn't pay any attention anymore. "I don't know." I started to panic. "W-What if he didn't, Shane?"

"If he's sick, you're in danger." She looked at me intently. "Or you can get pregnant too."

"W-What?" I exclaimed. "P-Pregnant?" I touched my stomach. What if I really get pregnant? "I can't get pregnant." I said panicking.

"Don't be so sure, Dada." I glared at her. "Just telling the truth."'

"If I get pregnant, I can surely support the child. And you'll never leave me hanging. After all, you are rich. "I grinned. Despite the problems I'm facing right now, I know that they will never leave my side. They will stay with me and I'm very thankful for that.

THAT very same day, they have already taken my belongings in the condo. They assurred me that neither my family nor Tristan’s family knew where I was.

"You don't really have a plan to show up to your family?" Shane suddenly asked. We're here at the living room, watching her favorite Barbie movie. "Even before you leave?"

I shook my head before taking a popcorn from the bowl she was holding. Why else would I show up to them? I'm sure they won't believe me. They will just call me crazy. They will just say I am badmouthing their beloved daughter.

"Really?" I nodded. "As in?" I nodded again. "Damn, girl!"

"I might go crazy." The right time to face them will come. It's not the right time yet. It still hurts.

"You don't feel anything different in your body? Like those morning sickness?"

I thought for a moment. I didn't feel anything else so I shook my head. "Nothing."

"Maybe he used protection." She smiled but then suddenly her eyes narrowed. "Who's the guy?"

I stared at her, contemplating if I should tell her or not. But knowing her, she got lots of connections so I decided to just tell her.

"Joshua Elijah Fuentaverde." I said then bowed down my head as my cheeks reddened.

"What?" She exclaimed. "T-That g-guy?"

I nodded.

"O to the M to the G. Unbelievable!"

And as if fate was playing with me, when I thought I was temporarily away from my problem, that's when a storm came named Joshua Elijah Fuentaverde.

"Do you really think you can escape?"