I am still and numb. Jason had already left but I can't move. My life had taken a very big turn.
Just a month ago I found my ex cheating on me with two big boobed whores. A month ago I decided to go to a club and ended up losing my virginity. A month later I find out I’m pregnant. IM PREGNANT. A pregnancy that is unknown to the dad. A pregnancy that I already lost a baby. And now I find out I was kidnapped and my birth mother is unstable?
I decide to look for something to eat before I go to sleep. I make some chicken sandwich and some chocolate milk. I place my food on the island and take out my phone. I need a job now more than ever. I notice the same job that I was interviewed for is still open but I skip it. I can’t work for the man responsible for my pregnancy.
I find another vacant place for personal assistant for the CEO of C and S Company. I know being a PA could be tedious but I could still apply. But I’m sure the pay is good. I decide to apply for the position before retiring to sleep.
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I wake up to find the room is still dark. I reach out for my phone to check the time. 4.20am. Great! I get out of bed and decide to jog for an hour. Jogging won't affect my baby, right?
I get into my jogging gear and take a bottle of water from the fridge. Place my earphone in my ears and leave the apartment after i double check it's secure.
The air is slightly warm when i go to the empty road. I love jogging from time to time and i do it like once to thrice a week depending on my moods. I run mostly as a stress reliever. I run down the familiar road for about twenty minutes when I see a body next to the road. I stop abruptly and contemplate on whether to go to it or head back home but i know I’ll only feel guilty afterwards.
I take in a deep breath and jog to the body. The closer I got the more i realised that he body is a man's. I go to him and I see blood covering his face and chest.
I see that he's breathing although he's unconscious. I take my phone out to call for an ambulance.
I take my bottled water and try to wash the blood off his face getting my breath hitched when I see the stupid handsome face of Sydney Kings!
I stand so fast from my crouching position and look at the face with my eyes so wide.
What happened to him? I see purple bruises on his chest and face and a cut on his stomach. His attackers might have left him good for dead.
My heartbeat quickens when I remember he's the father to my unborn baby and I kneel next to him. The ambulance is taking so long and as a minute goes by the more anxious and restless I become.
"Hey. You have to be strong. You hear? I called for an ambulance; it has to be here anytime soon. “As soon as I utter those words I hear a slight sound of the siren. I stand and try to look at the direction where i hear them from.
Two minutes later Sydney is taken into the ambulance and i decide to go with him. The medical people try to clean his wounds as I watch silently not knowing what to do. I have a weird feeling in my heart but I don't want to know what it is.
We arrive at the same hospital that I was in and Sydney is rushed to the operating room to have a bullet removed from his arm. How had I missed the bullet wound? I wait in the waiting room as the medical people do their thing.
Its 7am when the doctor tells me that Sydney has been transferred to a room where he's sleeping and might wake up after six hours or more.
I go to his room and sit next to his bed since it's the only chair available and I watch him sleep.
His face now looks somewhat peaceful compared to how it was before the surgery.
His eyebrows are thick. They look perfect for his face. I look at the closed eyes and remember their stormy grey colour. His eye lashes are so long! I scoff and wonder why he would need long lashes. Maybe I could get some scissors and cut them. He won't know I did it. Right?
My eyes lower to his move that loves slightly crooked. Bet he got it broken a couple of times. There is a pale line running from the left side of his nose to his cheeks. I stupidly lift my hand without any thought and bring it to the gash. Immediately my hand touches his face, my heart skips a beat when I hear a voice.
"What are you doing to my fiancé?” I extract my hand so fast with my eyes like a deer caught in the headlights.
The lady is taller than me and looks like a model with a short pink skirt and a matching coat. Her hair is blonde and has green eyes. She looks so beautiful. I bet she's a model.
I remember her sentence and stiffen. "Fiancé?” My heart starts beating so fast and I move away from Sydney. I can't believe I had sex with an engaged man. How dare he?
The woman gave an irritated look that said 'Stop talking to me and get the hell out of here.' I almost laughed and moved further away from the idiot laying on the bed.
"I'm the one who got your fiancé here when he was brutally attacked. Now that you are here I'll get going." I gave her a sarcastic smile as I left the room and made my way to the apartment. I had no money on me and walking would take at least thirty minutes. 'I came out of the house to jog. Maybe i could just do that and be home in maybe fifteen minutes.' And I did just that.
I got into the house and placed my phone on the kitchen Island before I made my way to the bathroom. I reeked of sweat and I felt so uncomfortable in my slightly dump clothes.
I took a quick shower and made some breakfast but as soon as I was done eating, I felt nauseous and I ran to the bathroom and got every food I ate out of me.
I sighed. Morning sickness. But I feel hungry again! Crap!