PREGNANT FOR BROTHER IN LAW

Chapter Forty

Xander sighed and looked at me, I couldn't read his reaction. It was mixed, confusing and I didn't know what message he wanted to convey.

Sometimes it's very disappointing when you find out that the things that were intended for someone didn't reach them and instead they were lost on the way or they went to someone different.

"Xander, they were just letters, maybe they went to someone different but whatever message you wanted to convey can, it can be conveyed, it is not late." I wanted to convince him that he had nothing to worry about. If he kept hating himself about the letters then he will be frustrated.

Why is he even asking this while his mother is lying in the hospital bed? I thought he was going to talk about her mother's accident. I didn't know what to ask next because he was pacing up and down in the room and it made me nervous.

"If it makes you comfortable, we never had any other Vanessa in our school, so maybe the delivery was made to someone different." I said.

He stopped in the middle of his tracks and looked at me. I could see the disappointment in his face but deep there lied anger and it only reflected when he opened his mouth, "really? Are you sure about that Vee?"

His tone surprised me because I didn't know what he was driving at. Why would he be so concerned about the letter thing? Why didn't he ask about it the first time we met?

"I am sorry there is no other Vanessa, what's this all about? Plus you dont come here, confess your feeling when your mother is in the hospital. You are directing your anger to the wrong person," I was now angry too.

As much as I wanted to know something about the letters and what they said, it felt pointless because he was not giving me a clear indication as to why he was all over about the letters.

"Do you know why it doesn't concern me," he asked, anger visible in every words that came out of his mouth , his footsteps rushing towards me. I started moving backwards but the kitchen was smal and if I wasn't careful, I might hit my head in one of the cabinets or my face will be slammed to the fridge door.

"Okay, Xander, am sorry, calm down, okay. I know we can sort this out," I said trying to use a calm voice.

Instead of stopping Infront of his tracks, he moved towards me, "no, we can't sort this out. We could have sorted this out if you had showed up in that restaurant and told me yourself that you didn't want anything to do with me, not sending me a hateful letter hinting at how disgusting I was but here we are, you are in my penthouse, trying to throw yourself at me and pretending that the child your are carrying is mine but the truth that child is not mine and to add on it, you are the one responsible for my mum's accident!"

His hands went directly to my neck, my body pressed in the fridge door and his other strong hand, on my lips, closing my mouth. He was not allowing me to breathe, to say a word.

She won again, she wins everytime. Everything was confusing and every word that came out of his mouth was something different. I wanted to defend myself but I couldn't do it. Air was leaving my body and I felt like I will die if he doesn't let me go. I tried to hit him with my fist but his red eyes were not showing any hint of mercy.

Tears were flowing out of my eyes, my belly was hurting and my eyes, they were dillating. I feared that Xander was going to kill me this instance.

He was not letting me go even after seeing my face go blue, even when he saw the foam that was on his hands, even when my nose started bleeding. All he was asking was why?

I didn't want to lose consciousness yet, I needed to tell him the truth. I wanted to tell him about Kendra sleeping with Josh and she might be the one who shot her.

Tears started streaming down his face. I didn't know why but he suddenly let go off my body and I fell down on the floor. He started crying and wailing like a baby, the cup of coffee that I had prepared was thrown down on the floor some content splashing down on my chin and a piece of it piercing my cheeks.

"I thought you loved me, Vanessa, why would you want to kill my mother? Was it because she knew the baby wasn't mine?" He cried while asking me a stupid question that I didn't have an answer too.

"I didn't do it," I said while tears streamed out of my eyes too. He had the wrong idea. Kendra wanted to destroy me, she has succeeded. She finally have Xander to herself.

He stood and looked at me for the last time, he didn't even bend down, he didn't even touch my cheeks the way he touched them, the last thing I saw were his black shoes, as he stepped on a piece of glass that pierced my eye.

The next thing that happened were heavy footsteps that stormed into the penthouse, they grabbed me, cuffs were tightened behind my hands, my Miranda rights were read to me, my clothes, soaked in a mixture of blood and coffee drenched on my body and I couldn't help but pity myself.

I couldn't see anyone but a slap was etched on my face, "is this what you wanted so bad? To destroy your sister's happy life that you had to attempt murder on my mother?" That was Sofie.

I wanted to say sorry but everything was blury, I couldn't see anything I didn't know where I was headed to. I was sure my destination was prison and that is where I will rot in. Every fear that I had hidden away started engulfing me. I didn't want my child to be taken away from me. Who will take care of her? What if someone abuse her when she becomes older?