Duncan was still in the tower with me. He was not embracing me anymore, mostly because I had stopped crying. One of the TMW members had come in, but then quickly went out. Duncan handed me another tissue and I wiped my nose.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He took in a deep breath, but did not answer. I looked down at my hands, feeling the need to cry all over again. I swallowed the lump in my throat, as I held back the tears. I did not deserve to cry. How could I just forget that I used to be pregnant? I was supposed to be a mother. I would have been a terrible mother. "I lost it too, didn't I?"
"I'm sorry, Sedi." He said. That only meant that what I thought was true. It did not make me feel any better, instead I felt even worse, but I did not cry. I had been crying for too long and felt like I couldn't anymore. "You had already lost mom and dad, and when I realised that you couldn't even remember the baby, I thought that it would be best if you did not know. You were already in so much pain."
I shook my head as the inevertible tears started to fall down my cheeks. I did not want to cry anymore.
"I'm in pain right now, Duncan!" I shouted as I looked up at him.
He was shocked. I was shocked too, but I was also angry. Angry because Duncan had hidden something as important as a pregnancy from me for more than two years. Angry because whoever the father was did not even bother to show up after I almost died. Angry because I could not even remember him.
"Just as much pain as when our patents died. At least if you had told me then, I would have been better by now. I wouldn't be feeling as much pain as I am feeling now." I got off of the bed and Duncan followed suit.
"Where are you going?" I shook my head and moved away my shoulder when he tried to hold me. "Sedi?"
"I just...can't. Not right now." The tears still rolling down my cheeks, I ran out of the tower, down the two flights of stairs and to the front door. I was hoping that it was open. If it wasn't, I would even go as far as cutting their electric fence. To my luck it was, and I jolted out of the house and down a random street. I did not care where I ended up. I just wanted to be far, far away from that house and from Duncan.
I was not angry at Duncan... Okay well, a little bit. I was, at the moment, feeling the same way as I had when I got back my memories for the first time. They were way more memories and it was all just overwhelming for me to handle all at once. Back then I was stuck in a hospital, on a high dosage of medicine. I couldn't even walk properly. All I could do was cry and be depressed.
I did not look where I was running to, but when I looked up I was at Mike's apartment. I knew that he was back. He had arrived on Sunday evening. Well, that's what he had told me. I scanned my thumb at the entrance and then ran to the elevator. I did not even great the guard at the reception. I would feel bad about that later.
Fifth floor, flat number four. I knocked on his door, knowing that it would be locked. I knocked a couple more times before I heard a muffled grunt that I was sure could only belong to him.
He opened the door, only in red and green shorts. He had an amused smile on his face, but it fell as soon as he saw me. I was shaking, tired, crying and was still wearing yesterday's clothes with bed hair. I looked like I had just run away from where I was being held hostage, which I technically was.
"Sadie, wh—what happened?" I started to cry. Gosh, I'm pretty sure I made the face too. "Come on." He said as he pulled me inside and closed the door. I wrapped my arms around him, which did not seem to surprise him because he hugged me back, and just cried onto his chest. "Sadie," he said as he hugged me even tighter, "you're fine now." I nodded. "Come take a seat, I'll make you a cup..." He was cut of by his bedroom door opening. I looked up at the door, both confused and curious.
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Mpop Fever
ChickLitK-POP, we all know it. M-POP (short for Mzansi pop), we're getting there. Just like in K-POP, we all have that wish to meet our idols and marry them-let's be honest, it's true. We listen to the music for more than half of the time and whenever we he...