The Revenge of an Angel (gxg) [COMPLETED ✔]

Guilty.

-Ashley-

"Jessica," I touched her face as I sat next to her.

Slowly, her eyes opened. "Ashley?"

"Shhh, don't mind me. Just continue your sleep," I said in a low voice while caressing her hair.

She smiled, not answering.

I held back the urge to exhale a deep breath.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, again and again. You should not love someone like me, Jessica. As long as I'm a Haydn, I'm vulnerable to all of this. Many people are trying to destroy my family. Who knows, there's going to be another obstacle for me when I become the next head of the Haydn. So, you should leave while you can," 

"Ashley, can you stop hurting my heart? Why do you always telling me to move on and stop loving you? I can't leave you now. It's too late. I don't want my baby to grow up without you," Jessica had an impatient look on her face.

Baby?

A sudden chill went inside me.

"What are you saying? Baby? But, the doctor said that you aren't pregnant at all?"

"But, I am," Jessica said casually.

"The doctor said, you—"

"I asked her to lie. Although she already confirmed it, I've tested it again by using the pregnancy kit that they gave me. I've always wanted to use the pregnancy kit," Jessica chuckled as she took out something behind her pillow. 

She gave me the pregnancy kit.

It's positive.

Thump, thump, thump.

"Positive?" I asked anxiously.

Jessica nodded, as she smiles.

"You are not lying, right?" I smiled, trying to cover the anxiety that swirled inside my stomach. My hands trembling in fear.

Jessica shook her head as she breathes. "My mum is going to kill you if she knows that you shot me while I'm pregnant,"

Right. Mrs Huttington going to kill me. After all, I shot her daughter while she's pregnant with my child.

Calm down, Ashley.  This is supposed to be good news. But why I'm feeling down and scared instead?

What if my child hate me? What if they know that I kill a lot of people? What if they treat me just like I treat Elizabeth? 

Those thoughts lingered inside my mind right now.

Without knowing, my expression turned grimace.

"Ashley?" Jessica tried to touch my hand, yet I pulled it away from her.

Realizing my action, I gave an apologetic expression.

Jessica gasped in disbelief.

"You don't like it? Even if you hate it, I will keep it. I will protect it and love it with all of my heart. Don't worry. I'm going to raise it alone, without you. I'm going to raise my baby as a Huttington, not one of yours," Jessica said, hurtful.

She pushed me away before she wrapped herself with the blanket. She sniffed. "You are so cruel. How could you hate it,"

Hate, it? No, I will never hate my own blood. What's more, it's our child. We made it because of love, not lust. So, how could I hate it? But... I don't think I deserve such a pure blessing after killing so many people with my own hands. I'm not saying that I want her to abort it, but I'm just afraid of the idea of having a family.