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My heart rate began to increase as I saw Devante on the floor & Ali's face full of fire. He knew. I was sure of it. I was waiting for a response but by the look on all their faces, I doubted if I was going to get one. Ali slowly came towards me & I backed away looking at him cautiously, he looked at me with a puzzled look which made me stay still.
"Babe, why you moving? You know I'm past that."
"Yeah *cough* sorry." I could feel the tension filling the room. Ali came right up to me till our noses were almost touching, he slipped his hands on my waist whilst Devante and Isaiah anticipated on what was going to happen next. I looked straight at Ali, gazing into his beautiful eyes, wanting to melt in his arms. Making sweet, sweet-
"Is it true?" My thoughts were rudely interrupted as he uttered those three words I had dreaded hearing. I quickly glanced at Devante as he slowly stood up as though getting ready to escape, Isaiah took a step forward as though he read my mind.
"Is it true?" Ali repeated again. I composed myself as much as I could and mirrored the puzzled look Ali had displayed before.
"Is what true?" Ali closed his eyes and took a deep breath as though to compose himself then opened to look at me again.
"Are you pregnant..with Devante's yout (kid)?" I'd suddenly forgotten how to breathe and began to hyperventilate. Ali rushed me over to the bed and rubbed my shoulders.
"Breathe baby girl, breathe." Tears fell from my eyes and I put my head down not wanting to face him.
"Its true." I gasped. More tears began to fall as I remembered that night. Thr way I was so vunerable and incapable of stopping him. The rush of sickness I felt afterwards, betrayal. I couldn't have Ali thinking the worst of me but I didn't want to witness another murder either. I had no clue what to do.
I felt Ali tense up against me and no longer felt his hand on me. I took a deep breath and prepared for the worst as I looked up, but Ali wasn't in the room anymore.. Neither was Isaiah. I disgusted him that much he didn't want to be near me. I attemped to hold back my tears, briefly choking in the process.
"Hey. It's ok, he'll be fine." The sound of his voice alone disgusted me, all I wanted to do wa rip his head off and stab him in the chest but keeping calm was ideal.
"Get out."
"Dinah look-"
"I said get out!" I turned to face him, quickly losing my temper.
"Look at what you've done! I've probably lost the only person I've ever loved, and I'm carrying your baby. This wasn't supposed to happen! LEAVE ME ALONE! Stay out of my life, your poison! I never want to see your face again, you disgust me Devante." I could see the hurt crawling into his face but I didn't feel a thing, there was no warmth towards him.
"You won't hear from me again. I just hope you'll let our child know that I love them." I waited for him to leave before I broke down in tears.
Ali
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I couldn't believe it was true, after everything we had been through. Now this. I wasn't going to raise another mans baby, especially Devante's. How could she? Pregnant when we reunited and said nothing? I'm a prick.
I sat down on the bench and watched Isaiah walk towards me.
"You ok?" I nodded and looked ahead, attempting to erase my thoughts but women walking past us with prams wasn't helping.
"Nah, I'm not. Im f***ing hurt man, I just can't register it in my head. How could she not tell me? I was gonna find out when her f***ing bump grew! F***!
"Maybe she was planning on getting rid of it before you found out." I turned to face Isaiah, puzzled.
"After the miscarriage, do you really think she would do that?"
"Yeah. If she really wanted to be with you. You know how I feel about that girl but even I can't deny that she loves you." He was right... Regardless of everything I'd done Dinah still lived to please ME and only me. I had to stick by her this time.
"Thanks man." I patted Isaiah and made my way back into the hospital. It was time for me and Dinah to have our happy ending once and for all.
"Good luck!" Isaiah shouted after me.
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Love + Abuse
Novela JuvenilA young girl living a life of abuse and death, how can she cope after losing a baby, being raped and falling pregnant by her rapist? Read on, and you'll soon find out...