Ashley POV
The first night come had been a rocky start for me without my attention being directed towards Eliza, I had watched her through the monitor until I fell asleep, raw and milky-eyed, sore. The baby kicked the entire time too, she wasn't making it any better for me and for that there was nothing I could do about it. I had Googled "will taking Benadryl while pregnant make my baby go to sleep?", sadly the answers were "no" and then there had been a link connected to a hotline for troubled mothers.
With what little sleep I managed to nab up, Vera came to jostle me awake around eight-thirty in the morning, the sun peaked through as soon as I woke, nearly blinding me. "There are important things to pay attention to, you need to wake up, Ashley," my sister-in-law spoke loudly.
"Please. Fuck off." I grumbled.
"I wish but there are things above me that I have my hands tied into. I've been tasked with looking over you today."
I couldn't have stooped any lower. Now I was being "looked over", like some child-- A child carrying a fucking child! How dare they treat me as if I am some fragile babe when I am anything but. "I am not something to look over, how fucking dare you."
"In other news sales have gone up since the. . . The. . . The show, people are putting in orders faster than we can deliver, we've sold out for the third time again in the past two months, which is a win for the company. There are assloads of fan mail and people who want to see you. Designers and other celebrities are reaching out to me to offer help to you. The kids are living off gift and condolence baskets."
Now she wants to rub my face in the dirt some more. All they could see was Eliza's incident as a cash grab, more opportunities for the company. "My wife is in a fucking coma and all you can think of is the profit we're making off of it!" I snarled, swiftly sitting up in the bed now to face her.
Vera's eyes were red as though she had been crying. "That is the last thing I meant, I am just telling you what is happening for us. . . How many people care about you and want to help you, old friends too. They're flying out to come to see you after I told them you didn't feel like company for a long time."
My friends were coming? It would be good to see them all. Paris, Maddy, and Paul. I missed my friends from New York, we have hardly seen each other through the years ever since I moved here to California with Eliza, for the kids. Last time they came was for my uneventful birthday, everyone drank around me uncomfortably as I sat there rubbing my growing stomach and stuffing my fat face.
"Any other news, V?" I asked, lighting up.
"Joss has made you an emergency appointment to see the doctor to check on you and the baby's progress, she feels like the stress of the situation and moving you back home may affect your health. As I can see, you're not sleeping so well."
"No. I am not," I retort.
"Your appointment is in an hour and then you can visit with Eliza after that."
Things had a small way of looking up. All my hope recently had come in slivers. "I am sure the baby is fine but I don't have a choice, do I?"
"No, not really."
It was either do as Josslyn said or be committed until it was time for me to give birth. I think I'd rather them dose me again as they did in the first place until Eliza woke up but that was too far, even for Joss and Alan, and the kids would resent me for either option of being drugged or committed. I had yet to regain Noah's trust, he hasn't talked to me since the night I threw plates at Eliza, and then a little bit after we all waited in the hospital the night of the show.
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