Oo it's getting exciting with Violet and Kenna now. I wonder if Violet will tell Xander or if she tries to blackmail Kenna.
KennaI couldn’t get out of there quick enough, bile is rising in my throat and my stomach feels so sick, I think I might throw up. Beads of sweat are forming on my forehead. “Are you okay, Miss?” A male nurse in green scrubs asks me as he takes my elbow. “Yes, I’m fine, just, it’s nothing. I’ll be okay.” He looks at me with concern in his eyes. “If you’re sure, only you look like you could do with a cold glass of water.” His brown eyes are soft and caring, why couldn’t Xander have looked at me in the same way? “No, I’m fine. I just need to get out of here.” He nods and releases my arm and lets me go.Once outside I gulp in air, it’s like my lungs have stopped working and I can’t breathe anymore. My baby, the baby. How the hell did Violet even find this out.There is only one person who knows about that baby and that is my mother, she is the only person who knows. It all happened when I was in college, stupid, naive and dumb to say the least. Who has sex with their professor anyw
KennaGod, I still feel sick as Dante drives us back to the Bodega estate where I now live. For now. I have every intention of getting myself somewhere to live. Not that it’s bad living with my mom, stepfather, Dante and my sister but you know, I’m in my twenties and it’s about time that I find a place of my own. It’s not like I don’t have the money, and I still have all the money that Xander gave me.“You want to talk about it?” Dante asks, his voice soft and gentle. It pulls at my heart how concerned he is. Honestly, Dante is the sweetest man alive. He’s always been such a good friend to me.“No, I’m fine. It’s just you know the whole thing with Violet. She is such a bitch to me and has Xander wrapped around her little finger. It drives me insane, I can’t stand her. Then I feel guilty for hating her.” I muse and turn to look out the car window, not that I can see much since it’s dark. Only the lights that stretch along the road and the tall buildings of Manhattan. “A problem shared
XanderSomething went down between Violet and Kenna, only Violet isn’t telling me anything and it is irritating the hell out of me. Now, all of a sudden she is being secretive and I don’t like it, not one little bit. And the way Kenna ran out of the room, looking as white as a sheet, it concerned me. I am still at the hospital, they are giving her blood at the moment and I have asked her several times before she was ready, what the hell is going on but she remains tight lipped.Sitting in the private waiting room I rake my hands through my dark hair. What has Violet been saying to Kenna? I know that Kenna didn’t want to come but she did, and she was prepared to donate one last time. It’s not like Kenna to storm out like that, it’s completely unprecedented behavior. From the pocket in my jacket I take out my mobile and ping her a message.Hey, are you okay? What happened? I’m not mad at you anymore, it’s just I could see you looked deathly and I am worried. I wait and take a sip of
DanteI undress down to my boxer shorts and literally throw myself down on the bed. I can’t stop thinking about Kenna and how pale she looked, I’ve never seen her look like this before. Sure, she’s had moments where something has got to her but she always bounces back. But tonight when I met her at the hospital, her face was strained and her lips were so thin and pressed together. It seemed as if all the blood had been drawn out of her body and I know she didn’t donate, she told me as much.And it also concerns me this is the first time that Kenna hasn’t told me what is bothering her. I rake my hands through my hair and lean against the pillows. It’s not like her at all. She and I are close, we grew up together, her being my stepsister and everything, you know we gelled pretty quickly. There was none of this step-sibling rivalry or anything. When Kenna came to live with my father, and he married her mother, I instantly felt a warmth towards the young girl who looked frightened and tim
KennaMy mother places a hand to her mouth, the color drains from her face. “What? What do you mean Violet knows about the baby?”I take a seat next to my mother and put my hands around her hand on her lap. Tears spring to her eyes, and my heart feels sad for her. “I have no idea how she knows, Mom but she told me she knew that I had a baby and was at a private place in Switzerland.”“But that’s impossible, nobody except you and I knew about it. Not even Isaac knew. He thought you were going on a long, extended trip to Europe and spending time with friends in Switzerland.” I let out a sigh and blow a strand of hair away from my face. “What are we going to do about it? What if she talks? What if Isaac finds out?” What I don’t say out loud, is how will Dante feel about me if he discovers I have had a child by a professor from college, and gave my baby up for adoption. Oh, God this is such a mess. But I had no choice, well actually thinking about it now, I did have a choice.However, my
XanderI am drained as I drink yet another glass of strong, malt whiskey. It’s the finest you can buy, around five hundred dollars a bottle, but hell I need it right now. Violet was okay when I left her a couple of hours ago. The nurse said I should come home and get some rest, which reluctantly I did. I am still mad as hell at Kenna and walking out on Violet like that and nor will Violet tell me what went down. She got so distressed and turned on the tears that the nurses actually forbid me to talk to her after that.Whatever is going on, I will find out. There has to be a way and I am good at getting what I want after all. It’s dark and lonely, I ought to turn on some lights and put them on the dim setting but you know what, I can't be bothered. Part of me is missing Kenna being around, even though we’ve been divorced for a month or more now, I really do miss her. Why? I have no idea. And why I constantly think about her is beyond me too. It’s confusing the hell out of me.Is it be
KennaIt’s been a week since I came back from the hospital and talked with my mother. And as I thought, we haven’t spoken about it again since. It hurts me that my own mother, the grandmother of my child, is not supporting me in any way to find out about my daughter. Isaac seems also to be around more at the moment, now that he has finished his European tour and has a couple of weeks back here in Manhattan. I’m sitting in the office staring at my computer when I should be working. It’s been a hectic week and I am so pleased that it’s a Friday. I plan to go out with my best friend, Elsie, to let our hair down. It’s been ages since I’ve hooked up with and I am ready to party. We plan on going to a private club that is for celebrities, sportspeople and the very rich and famous only. Elsie is beyond excited since she doesn’t come from money and never frequents places like this unless I take her.Of course when I was married, I never got the opportunity to go out much, Xander didn’t allow
KennaIt was such a long day in the end and I am so tired but I can’t let Elsie down. I have had my driver take me to her house where we will get ready like old times. “Hey you made it, I thought you would never get here,” Elsie throws her arms around me, I inhale her strawberry fragrance, it must be her shampoo or conditioner. “I know, right? The day just went on and on. Isaac called a board meeting I had to attend, then I had a team meeting which put me two hours behind. We’re also designing a new label and I have to get stuff organized for the meeting in Napa soon.”“Oo, Napa, I’d love to go there. I don’t suppose you could fit me in your suitcase could you?” She giggles as she leads me through her apartment which is on the ground floor with a small patio area out the back. “You could come if you wanted to and do some sightseeing, whilst I have my meetings and we could go out for dinner when I’m done for the day. Although, I will have to do at least one dinner with the client to