° Make Or Break °
Two months. That was all it takes to break me. I haven't seen Jasper in two months. I've tried calling him, texting him on every platform i knew. I even went to the extent of asking around for him and no one knew him. I called off our relationship. I hated him.
I was falling back on rent, i had no food and i was broke. I feared calling Adam and telling him what i have done because i knew he was gonna be angry. I was even angry at myself. Everyday i got up, i thought about the possible outcomes of telling Adam that i gave away 200 million dollars. If i were him, I'd hang up if i heard that. I was disappointed in myself.
The brightside of everything was that i was doing well in school and my pregnancy was still hidden. I had a few weeks left until i gave birth and i was nervous.
It was currently 11 pm on a Saturday night and i needed to talk to Adam. I needed to be stable. I sat in the dark on the sofa, looking down at my phone. I already had Adam's number on the screen, all i had to do was press call. I was nervous but i took a deep breath anyways and pressed the button, putting the phone at my ears.
I listen to it ring 4 times before i got no answer. Tears ran down my face as i was now frustrated. Sniffling, i called Jasper for what seemed like the millionth time. He didn't answer. I will never forgive myself for helping him. And i will never forgive him for doing what he did to me. I trusted him with my money. But what i wanted to know was how did he know i have so much money.
Then it came to me. There was an ATM machine at the prison we went to so he must've saw the money.
I began to cry harder. Each time i wiped my tears, more kept streaming. I wanted revenge. I want my money back. What was i thinking? Being in a sexual intimate relationship with my brother. Sick!
As i was about to go to my room, my phone began to ring in my hands. Looking at it, it was Adam calling me back.
"H-hello?" i sniffled.
"Hey baby. Sorry i missed your call. What's up?"
"Adam I need you." i began to cry.
"I'm already on my way there princess." he spoke and hung up. I kept crying. It was as if God sensed the pain i was in. I had a terrible headache and i was overwhelmed.
I sat there in the dark, waiting on Adam hoping that he wouldn't lie to me either. My tears soon stopped. I was hungry and needed something to eat but i couldn't go anywhere. The money i had earned from my father was what i use to invest in other peoples business. I couldn't receive any profit from it as yet which was disappointing.
About an hour of thinking, my doorbell rung. I slowly got up and wobbled over to the door, opening it to reveal Adam. Suddenly i start to cry... Again.
"Baby." he frowned and embrace me in a well needed hug.
"Tell me all your problems. I know you're not okay." he mumbled in my ear.
When we pulled away, he brought in two large suitcase and a briefcase before i closed and locked the door. He took his coat and boots off before sitting in the couch.
"First before you say anything, i want to apologize for how I've been treating you for the past months. I know it wasn't fair to you and our baby but i wanted you to be happy when i die. That's why I've been distancing myself."
"Please don't anymore. I'll be okay if you die. I promise. Just please don't give up on me now."
"I won't princess. I love you okay?" he held my hands.
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