Chapter 17

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" We will keep in touch."

" Thank you sir." I replied, the tall black man stand, then he walk over to the other police officers who finally left my apartment building after an hour arriving here with his team, its been a hour since I had been taken home, an hour since I had been here talking to the detective who came to investigate the problem which had happened at the bar, it all still feel so new, I still can feel the fear when that woman point that gun at me, I was very scared I didn't realised how much trouble I was in until I thought about my life that could have been lost, I was mad at my self for so many things the most important one was to put my baby in danger, I wasn't thinking about my self and the baby when I decide go out I wasn't thinking about all that could have happen, Alex knew all along that something would have happened but I didn't listen to him, I didn't listen because I was stubborn, and I blame my self for all the that had happened, it wasn't supposed to be like this but it happens and now... Now I am so mad at myself for doing this to me, I am even more mad for causing this raft  between me and Alex, he was refusing to talk to me so there fore he didn't won't pick my calls still I couldn't blame anyone but my self.
I take deep breath as I stare through the floor to ceiling windows while gazing out into the city of New York, I feel so terrible and bad for everything that happen still I can't help but feel also frustrating, doe the police had taken that woman in custody I still have this grave fear that, that man may still out there, still wanting to make my life a living hell.
All I wanted to do doe was to have a good time, all I want to do was to able to have fun with my friends no matter how much I didn't follow Alex's orders, I just wanted to have a little fun with my friends that's all I was asking for, but my life isn't that normal  for me to have that is it, every single time I am happy sadness always manages to sneak in and ruin my mood and everything else. Because of all this joey and Chelsey feels so guilty so bad I had to try my best to assure them it wasn't there fault, that it was all mine, at the end of the day I was the one who made the decision, it wasn't any of them and so I had taken full responsibility for everything that had taken place, now all I want is one person. I know he's upset with me now, I know he doesn't want to talk to me but all I want to do was to hear his voice maybe then it will help me to calm down a little bit, but that's very impossible to ask for now, because he refused to answer my calls, I guess he's returning the favour. The only difference here I am sure he had seen every call I had made to him.

" Miss. Montez, Here's some coffee and and some snacks." Mrs. Marcel replied, she was here when I get back I guess she was call here by her boss to prepare me something, I know he's worried about me despite being angry it actually warms heart how much he's being so caring despite being so mad at me.

" Thank you Mrs. Marcel." I told her as soon as she place the piping hot coffee on a small table before me, along with some tea biscuits on a plate. Mrs. Marcel is a really nice lady, I get the idea that she work many years for Alex, I mean she seems to be the longest worker he had ever had.

" Please call me Anna." She insists.

" Okay you can call me Tanya as well." I replied. Her beautiful smile slowly disappeared.

" I uh... I don't think The Prince would like that. "

" Trust me its fine, I will talk to him please call me Tanya. Miss. Montez makes me sounds really old." I clarified chuckling, she joins me soon, her laughter was so new and refreshing

" How long have you been working for the Prince?" I ask curiously, I rather have this conversation, anything to get my mind off the current situation which was driving me crazy, as I bend to pick up my coffee she sat on a seat opposites me.

" I have been working for him for over six years now."

I was right she definitely has been working a longtime for him.

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