6 Months Later
Angels Pov
My feet. Theyre freezing ,I go to pull the blanket over them but to no avail .My entire body is stiff I cant move my arms nor my legs. Something isn't right. Slowly I wiggle my toes and its like all the blood flow that was stuck in some abyss starts to enter my body .Slowly I lift my arms up ,connected to my arms I feel some kind of pipe its small in size and ice cold ,sending shivers down my spine at its icy touch. Sticking my hands down my torso I freeze...A bump.My entire stomach is swollen. I go to feel my belly button to confirm my suspicions .Im pregnant and far along too.Shit how long was I out for?
Slowly I sit up.Feeling beside me my fingers come into contact with a lamp, slowly gliding my fingers over the lamp shade I feel for a switch.A sudden click resonates throughout the room,I realise it's the door.Slowly But stealthily I slide back under the covers as I was .A light flicks on and that smell I know all too well its Julian enters the room .But he isn't alone.
''She looks ready to pop''....Its Ade that's accompanying him
''Yes she does,I just wish she would wake up already''
''Julian how do you think she is going to take it?''
''What?The pregnancy?''
''No,the news about her mother'' its with this sentence that I have to fight every being in my body to not jump up and demand the answer from Ade.
''I wont tell her,not now .She is too vulnerable''
''I agree after all she is carrying the next Stathoulis heir.''
''Exactly she needs to stay strong I need the child to be healthy in mind and body so training can start as soon as possible''
''Training?You aren't implying what I think you are Julian''
''Sadly my friend I am.When Angel gives birth Im taking the child and sending him or her to italy''
''Those customs are ridiculous surely you can train your own child.Plus she is not going to allow you to just take her baby from her''
''That is why I have spoken to Alex.He is going to induce her into a deeper coma ,so she doesn't wake up till the baby is born.She isn't even going to know that she has a child.Its the best and easiest way.''
''it's the cowards way''with that said Alex leaves my room with Julian trailing behind him.
I am not allowing this to happen.Let alone bringing my baby into a world of war.I lay in bed and wait for the clock on my bedside table it strikes 00:00 its when I rush up.The guards on patrol change shifts now and all guards in and around the house are off duty as of now.For the first time in months my feet come into contact with the floor.It proves challenging moving with a bump the size of
Everest.But I need to.Coming into the hallway I look down at myself.A change of clothing is in order.Tip toeing to the spare room where I hid my escape bag back when I first got here.Entering the room the memories of that faithful night plague my mind but you cant focus on that now Angel.Hurrying in I lock the door.An extra precaution .Down on my knees in front of the dresser I search underneath it for the nike gym bag.Once my fingers come into contact with it I pull it out and zip it open.Inside is a wallet with two stolen credit cards and cash, my fake ID and Passport that Juice had made for me when I would run the drugs across borders for them.
I pull out thermal adidas leggings as well as a thermal long sleeve shirt and my nike active jacket.Well done Angelina youre gonna become a fucking popsicle.Slowly slipping out of the hospital gown I step into the leggings it's a tight fit but will have to do.Pulling on the sports bra I thank God that it fits decently.Hurrying up I pull on the last remaining items.Pulling out of the bag my ugg boots.Finally Dressed I fiddle around in the bag for the burner phone I stole from one of the guards,logging onto the internet I book the next available flight to Scotland.Its in 2 hours perfect.Closing the bag up I unlock the door ,silently I walk down the stairs the front door coming into my vision.
YOU ARE READING
Anarchy Angel
Teen FictionA bikers tale .About a daughter of a well known biker president.Who he gives away to a mafia boss .She is hardeaded and broken He is broken and demented. Sometimes you can fix another broken thing with your broken pieces.