His Love For Me [MINOR Editing]

Chapter 26: Part 3

Chapter 26: Part 3

JASMINE:

"Stop it, Chantel! Stop it, please! You're hurting my baby!"

That one sentence was what forced Chantel to stop pounding me with each powerful blow I never knew she had. I had to admit; for such a small and petite woman, she had hands that I was sure could put Laila Ali's to shame. Her shit hurt!

But I couldn't blame her though. I had betrayed her at the worst possible way, and to add insult to injury I looked her dead in the eye the day she came over the house to talk about Stefan, himself. Guilt had taken over my body as well as the pain I was fiercely feeling. With each lick of my mouth, the taste of blood was the only thing I managed to swallow, due to the fact that my throat was dry, salty, and parched.

My eyes hurt; my face felt like they had been pounded with a dozen set of elephant feet, and my baby....Baby! It was definitely a miracle that Chantel hadn't laid a finger towards my stomach area. All the while she was attacking me, I was doing everything I could to protect my un-born child I had come to love over the past few months. I couldn't let my baby get hurt for the shit I had caused and most importantly, I couldn't let he or she die because I felt the need to ruin everybody else's life.

Maybe that was why my conscience had coerced me to open up mouth and yell out the truth.

Closing my eyes, I let the tears that had been waiting to fall, slowly trail down the side of my face only for it to stop at the entering of my ear. I wasn't crying because of the pain, I was crying instead because I was now realizing that everybody was going to hate me after this. I just knew it. I could actually feel it. The heat hovering my entire body could be felt through the eyes of the trio of people that I knew were staring at me in shock, and it was another amount of time before all of them would attack me.

Which was the main reason why I was afraid to open my closed eyes. I didn't want to see the hurt, pain, and agony I knew was somewhere hithering between each pupil. I didn't want to see the hurt I'd caused these people that had somehow made me smile in ways I never could. And most importantly, I didn't want to see the hurt in Chantel because she was the main person that had done absolutely nothing wrong between the three of us.

However, the thickening anticipation of not knowing what was currently going on made my eyes flutter open against my will. And as I hypothesized, all six eyes were indeed looking straight at me in shock, astonishment, and pure infuriating anger. The forces of their gaze held so much pull that I had to look towards the green grass that lay beside me just so I could avoid whatever demonic look they had for me.

It took a while for my surprising confession to sin in, and once it did Ken was the first to speak. "You're what?"

I closed my eyes but said no answer for he knew my silence held the response I'm sure he wasn't looking for. "W-when...H-how? Were you even planning on telling me?"

That was what made my eyes transfix upon his. That anger. That resentment lacing his every word as his eyes captivated an icy fill that was held just for me. It hurt to see that I had hurt him in the most impossible way. Especially after he'd just finished coping with his accident.

"I'm sorry," I whispered as the lump in my throat grew heavier and heavier, urging bountiful of tears to escape.

Ken just stood there staring at me as if I had no soul. His angry glare was so intimidating that I had to look away for the fear that I'd get burnt if I didn't. "You backstabbing bitch," was the first few words Chantel had said to me after I had revealed my statement.