Forbidden Desires [jikook]

Chapter 27

3RD PERSON POV

The sound of a baby wailing was deafening to whoever could hear it. The baby would cry, cough, sneeze, and continue crying again, but it all seemed to fall on already deaf ears. A slim, more like, very skinny woman sat on the worn-out couch. In front of her was a bottle of whisky and some white powder arranged to lines on the glass table. She kept perfecting the powders arrangement with what seemed like a credit card, making it into straight lines. As if that wasn't bad enough, there was smoke in the room, which clearly came from the cigar that she had lit.

The woman bent down and used a rolled up paper to sniff up the power on the table with her nose. She then groaned in satisfaction and brushed her tickling nose while looking up, letting the powder drugs play its role in drugging her body. The child was still crying right beside her. The woman grabbed the baby's bottle as well as her whiskey bottle. She poured a bit of whisky on the baby's milk and then gave it to the wailing infant, making her suck on it. The little baby hushed as she sucked on the drugged milk.

"There's a good baby. Out here crying for nothing." The woman said while playfully pinching the chubby cheeks of the little baby girl who was dressed in bright yellow clothes. The girl just looked at her while sucking on her bottle, her round eyes wide open.

The woman continued sniffing the powder on the table, feeling it work in her body. She started feeling lighter, as if she could float. It didn't help that she kept drinking some whiskey as well.

The loud and very hard knock on the door made this woman groan frustratedly. She put a white paper over the lines of powder covering her shenanigans and wiped her nose, going towards the door. She pulled it open and rolled her eyes as she could see the guy standing outside.

"Oh fuck... this house smells of booze and drugs. How can you live in such a pigsty?" The man's deep voice asked as he pushed the woman out of his way, coming inside.

"Okay, make yourself at home." The woman said. The guy was already in anyway, so the least she could do is welcome him.

"How's the baby?" The guy asked as he sat down on the worn-out couch. He looked pretty disgusted by the sight in front of him, the baby of course.

"Don't say the baby. It's not just a baby. It's your baby. And since when do you care enough to come and see your baby? I thought you're a rich snob who wanted me out of his way." Said the girl as she sat down as well, slightly pulling her t-shirt down to show her almost nonexistent cleavage.

"I don't care. But I thought you'd be happy seeing me here." The man added with a chuckled.

"Why would I be happy? I'm staying with a baby I can't even take care of just because you don't want that brat to know that you got a hooker pregnant." The woman spitted bitterly.

"I love that brat. So show some respect and do not call him a brat in front of me." The man voiced out, making the skinny girl giggle while rolling her eyes.

"Okay, Mr. Rich guy, so... did you bring anything for the kid? We're out of nappies and baby formula." The woman said.

"I brought some money, get the kid and yourself anything you need." The man said, throwing two rolled stacks of money towards the girl. This woman greedily took the money and unrolled it. She laid it on the table and started counting it, paper by paper, and she seemed satisfied with the amount it was.

"Thank you, baby daddy." She said with a smile on her face. She did have a pretty smile. In fact, she was very pretty as well. Just needed to take care of herself and maintain her body. She had beautiful clear skin, but her eyes had dark bags under them. Her small lips had beautiful red lipstick on them, and her hair fell beautifully on her shoulders. She had long black hair with blonde highlights, and even her bangs had blond highlights. But she was rocking her look.