The Addiction

The Addiction - Chapter 3 Prt 3

My hands feel clammy by my sides as I look contemptuously  into the over lit mirror in front of me. Elize has many bathrooms around his penthouse but I chose the one with soft green walls dancing with white doves around its corners. I take a shaky breath, thinking back to the dis portioned conversation I had with Chloe. 

It miffed me to think that I had ran to the nearest safe space like a bunny dashing away from a dominating wolf. 

At the same time, I restrain myself from thinking anything negative about Chloe. She's pregnant and I can't change the situation either. The best I can do now is get out of the way and hope for Chloe to not be too annoyed by my presence in this house. I sigh bitterly, trying but failing to suppress the sour fruit of irritation biting its way on my tongue.

"I can't be that upset. I don't own this penthouse! And I most surely can't just dive into a frenzy, thinking that Elize would even want to date Chloe, just because she's pregnant. He breaks a lot of rules. I expect him to break this one." I encourage, but I almost bite the corner of my tongue when I hear a sharp rasp on the polished white door. 

I take a breath, realizing that i might've stayed in here longer then I should've. 

"Sorry, I will be out in a minute." I say, not sure if it's Chloe or Elize I'm talking to.

"Amanda it's me." Elize voice vibrates the door, but I can feel the stiffness in his words. 

I bite my inner lip as I turn the knob and open, coming face to face with his irresistible eyes. He lowers them, as if he has something itching in his mind to tell me. 

"Yes?" I ask after a moment of silence. What had been such a peaceful and pleasurable start to the day had been diminished to almost nothing by the presence of Chloe. 

"Look, I'm just going to state the obvious. I do not know how this could happen, I swear we were careful..."

I continue to stare into his wandering eyes, waiting for the truth to spill from his lips. He sighs bitterly and runs a hand through his full dark hair while his face scrunches up into something undetectable. 

"She's pregnant, and... and... its my baby." Even though I already know the extent of this truth, it still pained me to hear it from Elize himself. I wrap my arms around myself like the time where my mother had told me about the horrors of men in the world and try to keep my eyes dry by blinking rapidly. 

After a moment, Elize hand finds its way on my shoulder and even though I want to be alone, I still find comfort in his grasp. 

"Look, I know this is hard, especially since this is not how I wanted the day to go either. It might mean a whole lot of changes in the future, but Amanda..." He says, pushing a lock of hair behind my ear,

"I need a huge favor from you."

"A what?" I ask abruptly, my voice shaking. 

"It sounds bad but you do not know how strict my family is. If Chloe is holding my future child then we need to keep a well eye on her to make sure it comes safely." He grimaces as his hold on my shoulder becomes tighter. 

"I think you already saw first hand how Chloe is a danger to it." 

I nod slightly, thinking back to how she had so casually pulled out a champagne bottle to drink from. I also shiver, realizing what other nonsense she can inflict while by herself. 

"So that's why I'm asking you to please be my maid for the 3 months. That's how long it takes until the child is born, then we will find solutions from there."

"Wait what? Why?" I question, completely perplexed by what he's saying. A maid? 

"Look, you do not know Chloe like I do. She'll stop at nothing until you run out of this place screaming for mercy. If she thinks  there's any type of competition, she will mess with you any type of way she can think of. Maybe go as far as giving you a bad reputation with my family and the world. If you can wait long enough until she's done with pregnancy and we take the child, then that's when everything will return back to normal."

I can't think of any words to respond with, so I stay silent, but the look sitting on my face probably tells him all he needs to know. 

He again brushes his fingers through his hair, trying to untangle knots that weren't even there. 

"At least this way you'll be making money to get you back on your feet. You won't need to look for a job anymore... This is honestly terrifying for me. I swear I couldn't see myself with a child until like at least 15 years later. And especially since its with her..." 

I want to laugh at his idiocy but I know that his problem is as dire as my own. I shake my head, my temples aching from annoyance and anxiety. This was not the situation I had pictured myself being in when I left my parent's home. No, this seems like something from a movie. 

"Please, I know it's last minute but Chloe keeps badgering me about who you are. Just say yes, and it will get easier from here." 

"Okay, okay. I just... what's going to happen when the baby's born? You said your family's strict... And since Chloe's rich wouldn't they force you to marry her or something?" 

"Yes, my family is strict, especially my grandmother and father..." Elize purses his lips, his face glazing over with undesired thoughts. A storm brews around my head at the slight thought of Elize marrying Chloe. I want to scream, "What about me huh?! Your just going to cast me aside like I'm some party girl you slept with!? Like I'm not worth it!? I bet at a drop of a hat that you'll throw me out on the street while you choose Chloe." I feel my eyes fog, but I try desperately to keep back the tears. My parents were apparently right about one thing, the outside world is confusing. 

"Don't scrunch your face up like that Amanda. Believe me, marrying Chloe is the last thing on my mind... Even, why settle with her when I can have your big knockers instead?" He says, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. I involuntarily wrap an arm around my bust and punch his shoulder hard, my ears fuming with anger and embarrassment. How could he make a joke like that at a time like this? 

He catches my wrist and brings me closer to him, placing a stable arm around my waist which causes my stomach to forcibly bubble with butterflies. He chuckles as I try to resist him, but the irresistible smell of forest wood traps me and makes me want more. 

He catches my gaze and trails his dark eyes along my lips before kissing me, at first slow and steady, then passionate and raw. For a moment, everything was okay, amazing actually. Nothing like how my parents said it would be like. 

We finally pull apart, breathing deeply as Elize paths his fingers around my lower back gently. 

"Just trust me okay?" He breaths, connecting his forehead with mine. 

"It'll all be fine if you do what I say. Now, lets go back to the living room, Chloe's probably trying to get at the refrigerator again." 

Remember to VOTE my loves! <3