Molly:I woke up a little jittery today, and I couldn't tell if it was the pregnancy or if I was actually sad. My whole body ached, and I felt as though I would throw up. Everything around me seemed irritating, and I wanted it to disappear.The first face I met this morning was Rose's."Good morning," she said, bowing a little, and instead of replying, I hissed and pulled the duvet over my head.She gave off a short chuckle which pierced my heart, making me wonder what amused her. Her presence alone annoyed me, and I wished she would do her duties quickly and leave.Suddenly, I felt the urge to throw up, so I pushed myself out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. I threw up multiple times, and Rose became alarmed."Ma'am, should I get sir?" She asked, and I waved her off. I needed to do my business in private, even though I felt very weak.Just as she finished speaking, the door to my room was opened and Farrell walked in. His countenance changed the moment he saw me walking out of the
Molly:The news from the doctor left me shaken for a while. It was too much to let in, and I didn't know whether I should let Farrel know yet. Courtney's words rang through my head, and I didn't want to trigger him."It's nothing to worry about. We'll do a regular check up, and if the child is born at seven months then there would be an incubation," the doctor said, and I forced a smile on my face.He said other things that I didn't bother listening to because my mind had wandered far. After that I was giving a list of drugs to get, and then I left.Courtney was still in the mini waiting room, and when I stepped out, she stared at me but I ignored her and made my way to the hallway where Rose was waiting."How was it?" Rose asked, and I shrugged then I walked towards the elevator while she trailed behind, trying to catch up on my pace.I know it wasn't my fault that I had triplets growing in me but it would definitely sound bad to Farrell. He had a lot going on and it would help if I
Farrell:"Can you do me a favour?" Molly asked the moment she walked into my room.I had just returned from work, and I needed to have a rest but she seemed very energetic.Her pregnancy was taking a toll on her because she had become more demanding. She didn't want this or that at every instant, and it was almost getting to me."What is it?" I asked, forcing a smile on my face."I want to see a movie," she said with a huge grin on her face.I was about to complain but I knew it wouldn't go down pretty well, so I decided to play along."Okay, so what does this have to do with me?" I asked, taking off my shirt. She closed up the gap between us, and tapped gently on my bare chest."I want us to see the movie together. It's a romance movie, and who knows it might help our lives," she said, and I groaned."Is that an attitude I'm sensing?" She asked, and I shook my head." I'll be with you in a moment, you can go to the movie room, and I'll be there," I said to her, and she squealed in ex
Farrell:I grabbed Courtney's hand to stop her from rubbing my forehead. What she said seemed like a joke, and I hoped it would be one too. This made me remember what Molly had said about having multiple babies."What the hell are you saying? What do you mean by triplets?" I asked, and she crossed her arms, raising the corner of her eyes."Molly didn't tell you yet?" When she asked, I stood up at once."If this is a joke then it's definitely not funny," I said with my face wrinkled.This was supposed to be a therapeutic moment but all my emotions were negative. I felt as though a heavy stone had been cast on me, and I also felt like ripping my body into shreds. She was definitely trying to test me to see if I would fail."Oh, I get it. You are trying so much to test me, but guess what, I'm not falling for that. I must remain…""I'm not joking," she said with a straight face. "She didn't tell you that she had twins already, and a third child is on the way?" At this point I didn't
Molly:When I saw Farrell standing in blood and flesh, my blood went cold, and my face paled out at once. I stared at him for a split second trying to get the expression on his phone. He walked past me to speak with the doctor, and I stood by the door dying inwards.Someone must have told him, and the only person I could think of was Courtney."Good day, Farrell," Dr. Cheng said, exchanging hand shakes with him."There's definitely nothing to worry about, and your babies would be healthy."As the doctor said this, I hoped there would be a sudden earthquake, and I would be submerged underneath at once. Farrell looked at me with a squeezed face, meaning I was in a lot of trouble."Thank you, and I promise not to miss any appointments again," he said, and then he walked up to me, and grabbed my hands.I waved at the doctor as Farrell dragged me out of the office. While we walked through the hallway I waited for him to speak but he kept his head straight with his hand clapped tightly on
Molly:For the months I have lived with Farrell, I must say that what makes me scared the most is his easy anger switch up. One could be trying to have a civilized conversation with him, and he would get angry without cause. To top it off, he used violence to pacify his anger. Being held under his hands after a long time seemed very painful, making me wonder if it was the pregnancy or if I had gotten used to him treating me normally up until now.“I warned you!” He roared, gritting his teeth and clenching his hands more than ever around my neck.With the little energy embodied in me, I slapped his hands to let me go, but he wouldn’t bulge. The fury that his eyes bore was one that I couldn’t forget easily, and it made me wonder if this was what he did to Maria when she was pregnant.“Farrell, please." I whimpered as I began to pale out. He gradually loosened his grip on my neck until he let go of me, but then his hand was still curled up in a fist.The way he looked at me made my hear
Molly:Farrell was unpredictable, because somedays we would fight, he would make up immediately, and other days it took a while.The previous day's fight was intense so I didn't know what exactly to expect. I woke up when I heard a loud knock on my door. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that it felt heavy. I jumped out of bed, and went straight to the large mirror by my dressing table.When I looked into it, I saw that my eyes were swollen from crying. I definitely needed something to massage it.My head throbbed a bit too, so I held onto it, and walked to the door to open it."Good morning, ma'am," Rose said to me, and I groaned."Is there a problem? Do you need some aspirin?" She asked, and I stared at her with wrinkled brows. "I'm sorry.. your head…""I'm fine," I said, taking my hand off my head.I didn't mean to look or sound rude,I was just curious about something else. What I wanted to know at the moment was Farrell's whereabouts."Have you seen my husband today?" I asked, and
Molly:Farrell's words stung deeply last night, and I found it difficult to sleep. I sat up in the living room with my legs crossed to my chest, and my head buried in between them. I wanted to cry, scream, and yell, but I would only disturb myself because the person I was angry at wasn't home.For hours, I sobbed silently waiting for him to come home but he never did. Then I continued to worry about him, until I fell asleep. ******The morning swept by real quick, and I was awoken by the sound of Farrell's car pulling up in the compound. The moment he opened the front door, my eyes opened wide, and remained open as I saw him walk into the house in a zigzag manner.Was he drunk? I asked myself, as I stared at him.He banged the door with a loud thud, and made his way to the living area while I scrutinized him from top to bottom. His hair was disheveled, his shirt wasn't properly buttoned, and his sleeves were rolled.Seeing this made me uneasy, so I stood up from the seat then I walke