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Chapter 40 – Cessations
Light.
“Miss?”
Dark.
“We would need you to come down to City Hospital and identify the body”
Pain.
“Miss, are you there? Mr. Nathan Hamilton….”
Nothingness.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Something slipped out of my hand. Something pushed me down. Something pulled me up. Something froze my brain. Something caught my heart.
My eyes drifted to the door in front of me where Nathan stepped in through every day. Where he commanded me to drop everything I was doing, pinning me down to the nearest wall and ravished me. My eyes then feel on the table I had just set the candle light dinner on, this was the same table Nathan sat and relished every bit of the food I gave him. The towel placed on the chair was the same towel he used everyday after shower, where it hung low on his hips. How everyday I complained to him about how dirty he made the house.
Everything in this house was Nathan’s. This wasn’t just a house; it was the house of memories of us. Us.
To have and to hold from this day forth, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do us part.
My heart contracted within its confines, an acute physical pain rising inside my chest. I began clenching my stomach catching the material of the dress I wore between my fingers, as though clawing my stomach out. There was nothing I could think, see feel or believe. Everything around me had faded away into darkness. The bag I was holding moments ago found its way to the floor.
The only mantra my head rehearsed for Nathan. Nathan. Nathan.
There was nothing my brain could contemplate. What was happening? The words just uttered into my ears did not mean anything to me. The only reaction they got from me was of complete nothingness. And yet I sat there on my knees feeling like I was about to have a seizure right there.
Slowly I slipped on to my knees, too many memories trying to make their way to my head. Too many thoughts trying to find there way into my head. If something happened to him, I would take my life too, it was as simple as that. But right now I could feel it to my bones that he was alive, he was there, because I too was alive.
Your baby…
His baby. And unknown voice whispered into my ears. Tears, hot and red began flowing down my eyes as I bitterly laughed at my fate. I was going to tell Nathan that I was pregnant today. The name Nathan began catching my mind again, but my heart took none of it. It hardened. I could see my own body forming a protection cover out side itself. It was as the my womb was giving me power from within. Miracle.
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