Recovery (book 1)

Chapter 18

Janet's pov
"He's gonna be okay from what we can tell, him flatlining didn't cause any damage to his brain but it may have knocked him deeper into the coma. It's all in the matter of him  waking up." His doctor explained to me. I took a deep breath. That was some weight lifted off my shoulder. I went over to him. "Hey mommas baby, I'm gonna need you to wake up so mommy can take you home. You know sissy's gonna be here soon and she needs her big brother." I talked to him for a few before walking back out. Randy was there. "Where's Denzel?" I asked. "He literally just left." He explained. I nodded my head and walked out of the hospital. Randy offered to stay because I couldn't with being pregnant. As I was getting in my car I said Denzel and that bitch from the desk getting in his car. She looked back and smirked and me a blew me a kiss. I rolled my eyes as tears began to roll down my face. He wasn't mines anymore. 8 1/2 months of my life gone down the fucking drain. As I walked into my house all the light were off. I flicked them on but they didn't go. I then felt hands on me. I inhaled.that smell . That damn scent. It was Wissam. "Miss me bitch" He smacked me. And I fell on the couch. He got on top of me ripping my skirt. I tried to push him off but he was to strong. Pain ripped through me as he roughly entered me. He continued to roughly thrust in and out of me. I laid there. I had no more fight left in me. How could he really rape a 7 month pregnant women? He really had to hate me. He finally finished bussing on my belly. He then got up and disappeared. But the pain didn't go away. I looked down to see my couch soaked and blood everywhere. It was to early for me to have the baby. I say a cried out for help. Soon my vision became blurry. I closed my eyes and thought. Why did I have to go through all the pain and heart ache ? Why couldn't I never be happy?

Denzel's pov
Ann sat on my lap grinding on me. Kissing on me. But it still wasn't putting a dent in these jeans. She kinda smelled funny when she got turned on. Maybe because I was use to smelling strawberry. Just the thought of her made my pants grow tight. " now we getting somewhere" Ann moaned in my ear. I rolled my eyes and tried to get into it. But then my phone rang. (C-caller d-Denzel)
C- hello mr.denzel I'm calling from Atlanta courthouse to give you the DNA results of Ava Ross.

D-okay I'm listening

C- DNA testified that you are not the father of Ava Ross. But you are indeed related to her.

Before she could say anything else I ended the call. And through Ann off me. "What the fuck Damian" she yelled. " first off my name is denzel, and get the fuck out my house all you bitches the same." She got her stuff and stomped out like a little ass kid. I got my phone and called Janet to give her the good news when I realize. She wasn't mine anymore. She's probably already laid up with a nigga. I rolled my eyes and turned off my phone . To bed I go.