CONTENT

.TWO.

14 years later…

“Silk Olivia Summeray Stains, if you do not get your useless behind out of bed right now I will come up there and force you out myself!” my brother, Jake’s twin, Jacob, yelled from down stairs.

It has been a total of 14 years since my incident with my uncle Scott and I must say I still feel like that terrified 10 year old girl. Every time I seemed to close my eyes, all I could think of and imagine was his face. It haunted me every day but I never said anything to any of those close to me because they would worry and treat me like the child I am not.

After my incident with my uncle, I never trusted nor viewed the male species in the same way ever again. Never did I trust my own two brothers and father because I never knew when one of them could snap and turn their backs on me. My social life had, had its downfalls; I shut myself out of the real world and kept myself busy by working. It was the only thing that kept me sane.

Yes, I wanted to have my own children and experience the whole process of pregnancy but I wanted no man in my life during the procedure.

I pushed away my thick duvet reaching my arm out, grabbing my alarm clock to check the time. I looked out my window and noticed that it was still dark outside. I looked down at my alarm clock only to notice that it was 4:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning. “Jacob, could you not have waited till it was 7’o’clock before waking me from my beauty sleep?” I questioned tossing a pillow towards his direction when he walked into my bedroom. “Well no, it is the Princess’s day off today, so Mother dearest is making me babysit. I have to make sure that you stay away from work today and have some little fun, awesome right? Booze, men, clubbing, dirty dancing and staying away from the office.”

I looked at him in disbelief and lifted myself out of bed heading towards the bathroom “No, I am not doing such, we are not doing such!”. I mentally groaned as soon as he was out of sight, locking the bathroom door. I stepped into the shower, allowing the cool water to race down my body. I loved this feeling; it was the only time I could relax and let my imagination run wild, something I normally would not do if I was in the presence of others.

After my cold shower, I walked back into the room only to find Jacob lying on my bed like it was his own. “Jacob, get out.” I said walking into my walk-in closet. “I will leave but only on one condition.” He stated walking into the closet shortly after me. We both had a stare down before I gave up letting out a breath I did not know I was holding in. “Fine what do you need?” he smiled then walked out of the closet yelling “Meet me at Bikini tonight.” And with that he went out. The man knew that I hated going out and socialising with other people and yet my dumb brother just had to involve me in such matters. 

I got dressed in a simple pink tank and black yoga pants. I was not planning on doing anything today but I had an appointment with my gynaecologist today to decide which man to choose as my sperm donor. I tied my hair up in a messy bun and raced down the stairs to go get something to eat before the doctor’s visit.

I rushed into the kitchen only grabbing a choc-chip muffin and some orange juice. After having my mini breakfast I checked the time, only to see that it was 6:30 and I had an hour till my appointment. Since I already had my running clothes on I walked back upstairs to just go put my runners on.

I walked out of my penthouse locking the door behind me. I looked down at my phone, checking it for any notifications, not so focused on where I was going but that all was disturbed when I collided with a rock hard body. I was too angry to look up so I just pushed past this mysterious person. I noticed that he too was heading for the elevator so I decided to take the stairs.