Only The Strong Survive (Sequel to Survival)

Chapter 9- Will Someone Help Me?

Elsa's P.O.V

"I really like this crib." My hands scan the dark wood and make sure it's safe enough for Aidan.

"We could get that one if you'd like." Mrs. Corona smiles as she examines it too.

So we're here at the store buying stuff for Aidan. He's not here though, it was very difficult but I trust them to watch Aidan for a few hours. And them being Mr. Corona. But it's fine.

It's been a day since I've seen Jack. I definitely wasn't expecting to see him at the park. Not only did he see me at a vulnerable moment, he saw my baby. Well, I guess it's his baby too. Technically.
But Aidan's still mine! I've taken care of him since day one! Even when I didn't want to.

Not right now. I can't think this right now. My focus at the moment is what he needs. Which is basically everything.

"Look at this mom! This is so cute!!" Rapunzel's voice echoes through the aisle as she comes running with a few baby clothes. One holding out to her mom and the other to me.

"You should get this one." She gestures to the bear onesie. It has a hood with bear ears and comes with gloves and socks that are shaped like bear paws and on the stomach is a light shade of tan with the rest of the clothing in light brown.

It was really adorable.

I take it from her and hold in the air and smile. I could just imagine Aidan in this. Yea I'm getting this.

I put it in the cart that's piled with other baby items. I never thought a baby could need so many things. Aidan just got what I had in that house. And seeing all this stuff that he needed, has me feeling guilty. He didn't get anything close to this stuff. All these diapers, wipes, clothes, bibs, clothes, blankets, medicine, and an actual bed. And these are just the necessaries.

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"Charles leave her alone!" I can hear Bell bang against the door.

"Seems like one of our best customers complained that you rushed out of the room to do God knows what!" A man named Charles chuckles as he steps closer.

But what he didn't know is that I had to go throw up. I had to run out of the room. I seem to be about 3 months into my pregnancy.
Bell has helped by stealing a few big t-shirts for me to wear. And I'm grateful that when I go with a guy, I manage to keep my shirt on to hide my slight bump. But I don't think that's going to last anymore.

My watery eyes follow to the belt in his hand and I back up, my feet hitting the bed, then being cornered to the wall.

"Please don't." I whisper in fear as he's only a few feet away from me. My hands automatically trail over my stomach from instinct.

Fight or Flight is kicking in.

But he noticed.

"What are you doing?" He asks suspiciously as he comes closer and closer and my eyes widen in shock.

Oh no.

I'm cornered and the adrenaline has kicked in even more. I try to run past him to the bathroom but he snatches my arm. Roughly he throws me to the bed and hovers over me.

"May I?" His cold hands trailing over my shirt as I whimper. Without responding he pulls it up and looks at my bigger stomach.

He laughs.

"Oh you're so fucking dead." And he grabs my hair and drags me as I scream and try my best to get out of his grasp.

No. No. No no no!!!