Bruises ↛a.c.m

twenty five.

Word Count: 1369

| A Q U I L A |

I was 8 months pregnant and each day became so much more unbearable to walk around with such a swollen belly. I stopped attending classes. I got refused the internship I had with one of New York's finest film schools. My feet were swollen. My face was swollen. It hurt to walk. To stand. To do anything.

I resented pregnancy more than anything in life. Austin managed to stay at his mom's for a while, he recently started going to the record label more often. He started traveling now to meet with artists and it sucked.

All of this sucked.

Laura and my mom also managed to alter their lives for me. They take turns every now and then to stay with me while Austin's away and even though my mom still doesn't like the idea, I think her unborn granddaughter is really growing on her. Which made it even more painful.

I still thought about just giving her up. Leaving this place and starting fresh somewhere else. It's harsh, I know but I didn't want to be a mom.

I hated the idea. I despised the idea of ever being a mom so early on in my life. I had so many things to do. So many things I wanted to accomplish before starting a family and all of that just fell through a hole of fire and disappeared into thin air.

"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow." I said as I held the bottom of my belly. I started experiencing contractions and it was too early into the trimester to even experience them.

Apparently they were Braxton Hicks. Whatever that meant.

I sat down on the sofa, an ice pack on my back and I tried to relax as much as possible. I heard the intercoms peep and I sighed. I sat up, rested my palms on my knees and lifted myself up as hard as I could.

Once I managed to get up, I waddled into the kitchen and I pressed the green button. "Yeah?" I said, clearly annoyed.

"Ms. Montgomery, your parents have arrived."

"Send them up, Harry. Thank you." I said, releasing the button. I refused to try and sit back down so instead, I leaned again the cool counter and I blow air slowly threw my mouth.

Inhale. Exhale.

I groaned softly, the tiny human inside my body seemed to always be rearranging my insides.

"Listen here, missy, you are only 32 weeks in and I refuse to let you come out. You and I both know that we aren't ready for whatever this is. So please, I beg you, just chill out for 20 minutes." I say to my belly.

I felt the flutter of a kick right below my rib and I gasped.

"I'm glad we  understand each other."

There was a knock at the door and I slowly walked over and unbolted the lock, opening the door and let my parents come in.

"Oh, sweetheart." My mother said as she sat her purse on the dinning table. "Here, let me help you. You need to rest, darling."

"Robert, bring me a glass of water." She ordered to my dad, who was still standing at the door. Gaping at the size of the place. I completely had forgotten that my dad never really came over. He, too, wasn't so fond of the idea of Austin and I. No one seemed to be.

"Robert." My mom snapped.

"Going, dear."

I heard the pouring of liquid and I sigh as my mom handed me glass. I gulped it down as fast as I could. I wanted to rest, really but I couldn't seem to find the perfect place or position to sleep in.

"I'm glad you're here, mom. Dad." I said, relaxing a bit. My mom sat next to me, massaging my lower back and I bent over to try and relieve pressure.

"Of course, sweetheart. We know how much you needed us." She said. "When does Austin come home?"

"Tonight. He had a meeting in Atlanta and should be boarding his flight soon." I say, feeling a lot better.

"Good. Good. So how is my beautiful baby girl doing?" My mom spoke in that childish voice people tend to speak in when they see or hear babies.

I felt her move and kick again, almost like she was answering to my mother's voice. The skin stretched right in front of me and I groaned at the feeling. My mom laughed lightly, caressing my belly.

"She's really active today." I said, pressing into my temples and making circular motions. "Too active."

"Aquila, you know, it's okay to feel the way you do. It's okay to resent this but remember, she can feel every emotion. Enjoy it. Enjoy being pregnant. I know it's painful and hard but you might not get a chance like this in a while." She said,  kissing my temple as she got up to fix herself something to drink.

I hoped to never experience it again but was right and I hated when she was right. I know that my baby felt every sense of resentment and anger I've felt this entire pregnancy but I didn't know how else to feel.

I had read in books that eventually that feeling changes when you see them. When you hold them. When you hear them cry for the first time and I wanted that. I wanted to feel the love sprout instead of crumbling into pieces when I felt her move.

I wanted to be happy. I wanted to be excited for her but I didn't want this. I didn't want... her. It broke my heart, it shattered my heart to think that an unborn baby can feel so unwanted when it didn't even ask to be born.

Not only did I resent her but I resented Austin. He had forced me to continue my pregnancy and I knew that if I went out of my way to try and change that, I'd be doomed.

| A U S T I N |

"Mr. Mahone." The concierge said as I walked in through the double doors of The Westin. "How may we help you?"

"Hi, Fran." I said softly, setting down my suitcase at my feet. "I have a reservation for one night."

"Oh why yes, of course. Your party is waiting for you in room 2403. Second floor." She said, smiling as she handed me the room key.

I thanked her and grabbed my suitcase, heading for the elevators and I took it up to the second floor and my room appeared to be down the hall.

I dragged my myself and my belongings towards the end of the hall and I inserted the key into the keyhole and I watched the light go from red to green and the clicking of the door unlocking.

I pushed through and the room was dark so my eyes had to adjust while I looked for the switch.

"Don't turn the lights on. Just follow my voice." A sweet, soft voice said from somewhere in the room and I smiled.

I set my suitcase down by the door and I made sure to put the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door handle as I shut it.

My eyes adjusted quickly and I noticed the she sat on the bed.

Naked.

Completely and utterly naked.

"Oh. You are quick." I say, chuckling as I begin to unbutton my button up and I wiggle out of it. I feel her fingers trace the nape of my neck, to my collarbone, to my biceps and down to my abdomen.

A moan growled in the back of my throat.

"So, lets make the night worthwhile. Shall we?" She said, her lips pecking at the skin exposed right above my belt. I pushed her onto the mattress as I climbed on top.

"Jesus Christ, Rose." I sigh into her neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses down her neck.

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ooh, chapters are starting to get dramatic and i love it !
so what do you think? do think aquila will find out about austin's affair?

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