8 Years Later ...................................
I was sleeping peacefully in my nice and cosy bed when suddenly I was woken up by someone bouncing on my bed and giggling simultaneously. I groaned and rolled towards the source of the noise and slowly opened my eyes to find myself looking into the most gorgeous set of deep brown eyes.
I looked back at them mesmerized and whispered "Hayden................." but I was shaken out of my haze when suddenly the owner of those eyes said "Mommmyyyyyyy............ I'm not Hayden ! I'm A-D-R-A-N !!"
Shit ! I have got to stop thinking everytime I look into Adrian's eyes that they are my Hayden's gorogreous ones. But its not my fault that my 8-year old son had inherited his father's mesmerizing eyes.
I giggled and stroke the side of his cute little face. "Its spelled as A-D-R-I-A-N baby, and not the way you do. And mommy's sorry for calling you Hayden ok ?"
He grinned at me and slid down to the floor after kissing my nose and said "Come on mommy get up or I'm gonna be late for school and you are gonna be late for office again !!!" Shit ! I couldn't possibly have slept in again !! I quickly jumped out of bed and ran inside the washroom while Adrian started laughing at my strange behaviour and went out to watch his Spongebob Squarepants.
I took the quickest shower of my life and started dressing up. Today was a really big day for all my co-employees as our new boss or bosses were taking over finally. The H&G Pvt. Co. is the biggest fashion retailer company in the entire continental U.S.A and they had finally taken over their 3rd biggest rival, i.e. US - Mariah Carthy Pvt.Co.
Rumours had it that the owners of H&G were the hottest men alive on planet Earth which was completely false according to me. Not that I'm interested in nyway and I bet none of them could compare with Hayden - shit ! there i go again - thinking about that jerk - the jerk I love, no loved ......... yeah, definitely loved and now we don't need anybody else in our lives. Adrian and I are doing just fine.
I quickly tied my hair in a side fishtail and put on my transparent black leggings and my netted black tube dress with my knee high stilleto heeled boots. I ran out calling to Adrian who was happily muching on frosties straight out of the box , which reminds me that I have to keep the box in a higher place in the kitchen the next time.
I rushed into the waiting lift and Adrian rushed in with me giggling continuously. I smiled at him and said "Oh so Mommy is the new clown in town huh ?!" He doubled over with laughter at that, his school bag sliding down his shoulders and said in between fits of laughter "Oh yeah !! Definitely !!"
I kissed the side of his head tenderly and took his hand in mine and together we got into my Beetle and we were off.
I honestly thank God for giving me this little angel in my life. the day Adrian was born I had cried so much - half was due to happiness at the thought of holding a mini-Hayden in my arms and the oher half was due to intense pain that I had no husband to share this amazing feeling and moment with, that the father of this child did not even know about him.
As I dropped Adrian off at his school he ran out of the car towards his friends shouting a "I love you !" behind him and waving behind his back towards me. I just sighed happily and restarted the car and backed out of the school road.
Once on the main road my mind drifted back to the day when i told my parnts about my decision of leaving the town forever and never returning there. When they found out about Adrian, my dad was all for telling Hayden about it since he was convinced that, that would definitely bring him back to his senses and he would accept our child and me.
What they didn't know was that Hayden would never believe that Adrian was his own son since he thought that I had cheated on him and slep around with guys all over the place.
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