This...was anything but.
This was the most horrific moment of my life.
Pregnant
2-3
I felt like I carri
I had slept soundly last night in Junior's arms. I allowed myself to enjoy his warmth, wrap myself around it, surround myself with it and drown in it. I allowed myself to enjoy the whole of last night, having his arms wrapped around me and I begged him to make love to me. He easily obliged and I cried after I came because of both guilt and pleasure. This morning, before he left for work, I cooked him breakfast and he stood beside me and helped me. We laughed and kissed, and it was like the good old days before I got involved with my boss and fell pregnant with his child.If only it was Junior's baby I was carrying and not Elijah's, it would be the most joyous moments of my life.Selfishly, I enjoyed today because I knew it would be a matter of time before Junior found out the truth. I don't know if I should tell him or just have an abortion and claim it to be a miscarriage and move on with my life. Nonetheless, I knew things wouldn't b
His shoulders were sagged and his body looked like he was carrying the weight of the world atop his shoulders. His eyes no longer held the joy they did since yesterday, they simply looked empty and I frowned at that. There was no way he heard what Elijah said because he was only walking up to the door now and I know that it's difficult to hear anything from outside, "Juni-""You're 3 weeks pregnant," Junior just said, cutting me off in my speech as his eyes looked into mine with a look that seemed calculating and accusatory but as well as wary. I didn't know what to say, "we haven't had sex in over a month," he paused and I stood there stunned, "you're not pregnant with my baby, are you?" he wasn't asking, he knew."Junior- I- it's not what you think," I stumbled over my words, "if you can just let me explain."He simply blinked, "who have you been sleeping with, Zara?" he asked me with a cold and emotionless tone,
I know I should be at my home instead of being in Elijah's mansion, but he wouldn't leave me alone. He picked me up off the road where I had laid and cried, and put me in his car and brought me here. I now laid on his bed, staring blankly at the window that showed the outside world. The sun had set a long time ago, but he didn't close his curtains. I was grateful for that, because I enjoyed the view of the night sky and the city line from his bedroom window.He really did have the best view of the city from his mansion. My phone vibrated yet again and my eyes went to look at the screen as I saw Kelly's name flash across the screen. It's been ringing the whole day. It started out with my parents, then Kelly, and then Junior's parents and then Jared. After that, it was numbers I didn't even know and I was terrified to answer.I tried calling Junior but he eventually blocked me and I couldn't even send him a text.
"Zara!" I heard Elijah's voice call out in concern as I laid on the floor, crying into my hands uncontrollably, "what happened, Suzanne?" I felt him wrap his arms around me and pull me into his big chest and I responded by wrapping my arms around his neck."It's ok, shh," he soothed me, rubbing his hands on my back as he held me close and began to rock us back and forth as I buried my face in his neck, "it's going to be ok, I promise," he whispered in my ear as I cried silently into his shoulder.Things couldn't possibly get any worse, I've lost everything. I've lost my mother, Junior, my reputation and everything in between. The only thing I had left behind was this baby and Elijah. "Everything's falling apart," I cried into his shoulder, gripping onto him desperately, hoping that he too wouldn't leave me, "she hates me...they all hate me," I didn't know how to deal with all of this. It all felt like too much.He
I laid awake in bed, my eyes droopy but sleep never coming to take me home. I kept staring at the screen of my phone, somehow hoping that Junior would call me but I knew that it was stupid of me to do that. There's no way he'll ever contact me again and the realization makes my warm blood turn cold.I sighed as I put down the phone and pushed it under the blanket before I turned around in Elijah's arms and faced him. His face was relaxed as he slept and I trailed my fingers along the lines of it. He was a beautiful creature- a handsome creature. He looked so restful and peaceful, and I wondered if anything ever truly bothered him the same way things bother other people. He seems so nonchalant and relaxed. I can see how uncaring he is about this whole Junior situation but he tries to fake it I guess, and it both infuriated and unbothered me at the same time.To be honest, I think Elijah
It's been a month since I miscarried and my emotions have been all over the place. The doctor told me it was normal and nothing to be ashamed of. I was slipping into a deep depression, unable and not wanting to do anything other than sit in the room all day and stare out the window.I sat in between Elijah's legs as he separated my hair into sections, "I think I should use this first," I heard him mumble to himself before he started rubbing whatever it was into my hair. Elijah has been taking care of me this past month. I wasn't able to do anything myself, I couldn't eat because I didn't want to eat. I can't explain why I feel so down, heartbroken, empty, void of life and emotions but I couldn't help it.He was talking to himself, and I found it a bit cute, listening to him struggle about treating my hair and rubbing the necessary and appropriate hair products in my hair. I felt him try to gently comb my hair but it didn't work,
He looked down at me, and I couldn't define the emotions in his eyes. I didn't know what he was thinking and to be honest, I didn't know what I was thinking either. I wanted to say something, but what? I shouldn't be here. I'm pretty sure I'm the last person he wants to see. "I..." my voice was weak, timid and broken. I sounded like a broken woman, "today..." I couldn't speak, "today would've been our wedding day," I croaked out weakly as I tried to hold my hands to stop them from shaking but I couldn't."I came here," I paused, swallowing the tears and my nervous ball of spit, "to...talk...and apologise."He just watched me. He didn't say a word for a long while and just when I was about to apologise and leave, he stepped back from the door and opened it wider, indicating for me to come inside his loft apartment.When I walked in, I took in a long breath, being hit with a million memories at once. This place had b
The second I pressed my foot onto the ground, out of the car, I was engulfed in a bear hug. My eyes widened in surprise, wondering where Elijah had come from."I was worried sick about you," he breathed out, his voice thickly coated in relief and frustration, "I thought..." he pulled away and looked down at me, gazing at me with adoration before he pressed his lips to mine, "I thought I lost you," he breathed out in a shaky breath.My arms finally worked and I wrapped them around his waist, pulling him closer to me, "I'm all good," I told him, looking at the way his hair was messy and all over the place, "I went to see Junior.""Junior?" he repeated, a frown growing on his face, "why?" he asked me."Because I needed to," I responded, "I needed to tell him the truth and I needed him to heal- I needed to heal. Today would've been our wedding day, and I thought that before he and I truly went our
"Oh, come on! You have to dance, Zara, it's Beyoncé!" Kelly exclaimed excitedly as she swayed with perfect rhythm to Beyoncé's Find Your Way Back and I just sat back in the seat of my private jet, smiling at her."I'm tired," I said honestly even though all that I wanted to do was join her in her dancing because this song moved my body.Kelly looked amazing as she danced in the middle of the cabin, moving with the beat and her Julien McDonald designer dress that we had bought when she and I had flown to Paris for a runway show. Her hair was short and the perfect perm, her face had matured and she was no longer the insecure young lady that she was before, "oh, not even for your own Godson?" Kelly asked me as she spun around and her son having heard him being mentioned didn't even ask twice, he just jumped in to aid his mother in giving me FOMO as I watched the pair
Like many females out there, I always pictured my wedding to be nothing short of a fairy tale; and by fairy tale I mean a horse and white carriage, the prettiest dress that money could buy, a castle-like venue with the perfect music playing as I walked down the aisle towards my prince charming.Life has a way of not working out the way that you thought and planned it would, it goes in a completely different direction from what you thought was perfect for you. But hell, it never crossed my mind that I would be wearing a pair of Elijah's sweatpants that I had tied tightly around my waist and then folded it on the waist so that it could stay on, and Elijah's plain hoodie with no bra underneath because I had moved in such a rush. My hair was still wet and in a low pony, wetting Elijah's hoodie and I could feel the slight cold on my back. I wasn't even wearing any shoes, the bottom of my feet were filthy, and my father was lying in a hospital bed, struggling to
What would I do if I lost my father? I realized that he would leave and never come back...I don't want to lose my father. I don't want to bury him.I couldn't stop the tears that flowed from my eyes as I stared anxiously at the fast road ahead of us as Elijah drove the Ferrari 458 Spider like his life depended on it and I was glad he was trying to get me there as soon as possible. "Elijah," I called for him, my voice barely over a whisper as I gripped onto his hand with a deathly grip and held onto him because he was my lifeline. I breathed in through my nose and out my mouth to calm down as I looked at the mostly empty streets as we drove towards the hospital.I saw the large building approaching us before Elijah pulled up in front of the doors and I jumped out. I couldn't even close the door behind me as I exited the car because all that I wanted to do was to get to my father as soon as possible.I ran passed the
"Oh, God! I can't," I panted out, trying to catch my breath as my legs lay shaking on the bed, calming down from my seventh orgasm of the night. Elijah was relentless and merciless. It had all started out sweet and loving, every gentle caress easing every worry and heartbreak I've suffered until the strokes became more forceful and he began to pound into me, letting out all of his sexual frustration.I didn't have the power to stop him as I felt him line up to my entrance yet again and I let out a low painful mewl, "haven't you had enough?" I asked him, my voice was raspy and hoarse because of all of my screaming.He leaned down and sucked on my neck, biting the sensitive skin that had been bitten close to a million times in the last few hours, "I could never have enough of you, my angel," he groaned into my ear before he suddenly thrusted into me.
A date, that's what he said he was taking me on. We all know how extra Elijah is, so he definitely made the announcement special, well, special to me at least. I awoke to a little red not and rose petals surrounding me, informing me of our date. He had a glam team ready to prepare me for the day and I enjoyed being pampered and not having to lift a single finger.I didn't know where I was going but if it was with Elijah, I'm certain it won't be anything short of magical and fun. He brought out the best and wild in me.I thought I would find him waiting for me at the bottom of the massive staircase but he was nowhere in sight. I walked all the way to the awaiting Rolls Royce and slid into the car. When the door closed behind me, I noticed the big bouquet of different coloured and sized flowers. A smile spread on my face as I picked it up and put it to my nose, immediately
The sun had set long ago and I quickly ran a hand over my clothing, smoothing it down as I paid the cab driver and got out of the cab. I fixed a smile onto my face as I walked up the stairs into Elijah's mansion. I smiled at the guard who opened the door for me before I stepped into the house. I was heading straight for my bedroom, my eyes zoned in on the staircase that would lead me to the upper level of the home until I was interrupted by Elijah who called out my name.I turned around and smiled widely at him, "good evening, Elijah," I sang lightly before I giggled a bit. I wasn't drunk, just feeling terrible but I wouldn't let it show to anyone else."Where were you, Zara?" he asked me, as he straightened up and opened his legs a bit. He was wearing a suit and I knew that he had just come back from work. He put his hands in his pockets as he looked at me expectantly."I was with Kelly, or did you forget that?" I
"Good morning, sleepy head," I said with a smile as I looked at my reflection in the mirror, looking over the outfit that I was wearing, as well as meeting Elijah's eyes through the mirror, "thank God you opened your eyes, I thought you died," I said jokingly as I adjusted the white belt around my waist that completed my outfit."Uh, wha..." Elijah's voice was still full of sleep as he furrowed his eyebrows and squinted his eyes, "what's...what time is it?" he finally managed to let out."It is exactly 12 o'clock. How do I look?" I asked him as I applied more lip gloss to my lips to make them shine before I reached for one of the Prada purses that Elijah had bought for me. I had an entirely new wardrobe ever since I've been here. The walk in closet in my bedroom had different kinds of clothes and shoes and accessories a girl could ever need and everything was exactly my size and to my recently acquired new taste."
We got back three hours ago and not a single word has been said between all of us. We wordlessly got onto the plane after Stanley discharged himself from the hospital, we sat in silence, eating peanuts and chips as Stanley sternly told the air hostess to turn off the music. When we landed, everyone just wordlessly went their separate ways. Kelly got into a Bentley and was driven back home, Stanley was led to a heavily guarded Range Rover and Elijah and I walked to the limo waiting for us and went home.We went our separate ways when we entered the house, both of us going to take separate showers and baths.I walked into one of his living rooms before I walked to the automatic voice activated sound system, "play Life is Good by Drake and Future," I said out loud as I massaged the back of my neck and when the music started, I bopped my head a bit, getting into the rhythm.Even though I wasn't feeling too well, I trie
"Well, last night was so crazy, I had to pinch myself a thousand times to make sure that I wasn’t losing my mind. To put it simply, you were having the time of your life. You were drinking a lot and you took a few pills. You were twerking on the dance floor and at some point you started flashing your titties for the whole club to see and everyone started to cheer you on, and after that, almost all the girls in the club started flashing. Anyways, things started to get really crazy when Drake suddenly walked in. And you went apeshit," Kelly paused as she watched me try to wash off the blood that was all over my leg. I really needed her to continue the story so that she could tell me how I got blood on my leg, "you and a random group of people in the club, hopped off on drugs and alcohol, tried to jump Drake so you all got kicked out of the club.""I got kicked out of a club?" I asked in shock and she nodded, a pout on her