Just then, Zane grabbed me and I passed out due to the alcohol in my system.
I woke up the next morning with an hangover. I looked to see two aspirin on the bedside table with a glass of water. Zane was standing by the window of my apartment.
"You are one fucking angry drunk" Zane's voice echoed through the room as I sat up in bed.
"The fuck you talking about" I asked confused.
As I was reaching for the tablets, I heard him say "Some dude drank a beer ordered by you and you gave him a knock out punch" and I smiled as I swallowed the tablets with some water.
"How's your sister?" I asked, suddenly feeling a bit worried.
"She's devastated. She thinks that you hate her because 'I couldn't keep our babies safe'." he said the last part in a freakishly high pitched voice
"I don't hate her." I said with a slight frown.
"Mom and dad had to force feed her, she didn't even keep it down and the doctors also had to give her something to help her sleep"
I got up just after hearing that and took a shower. Afterwards pulling on some boxers with black denim jeans and slinging a white t-shirt over my shoulder.
Just as I parked in the hospital's parking lot, I put on my shirt and headed straight for her room. She was still sleeping when I entered the room. She was so beautiful and it pains me to see her looking so devastated.
"She's beautiful isn't she?" her dad asked, almost whispering and I nodded, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face.
"The most beautiful I've ever seen" I replied in the same low tone he spoke in a while ago.
"Just like her mom" he said to which I didn't reply
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Marriage Before Love
RomanceTrapped! That's how she felt. Pregnant and trapped. read to find out why.