Chapter fifty seven - Isn't this too much?

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"Ezra?" I looked at him in disbelief, "Addison you're already up?" He darted over to me to kiss my forehead, I pushed him away after internal resistance - no I have to be mad at him right now no matter how cute he is!

"Yes, I'm up, because you're making a racket in here, what's even happening?" I questioned, Ezra looked over to where I was staring. "Oh that's Joe, he's our architect, I'm decorating this room for the baby!" He spoke with gusto.

I sighed, "Ezra it's been a day since we found out that I'm pregnant, isn't this too soon? Are you not going to work? It's a Friday, we can do this in like three months time when the pregnancy is stable." I explained to him, but I have a feeling that it all went in one ear and out the other.

"Oh, I'm taking a personal day! This is more important than me than work right now, you're ankle is still bad, I'll carry you back to bed and you can stay there for like 6-8 weeks and I'll continue with this!" He explained as he grabbed me despite my resistance.

How am I going to do anything now? How am I going to explain to him that I have to step out of this room? Not only do I have work, but Balmain has a fashion show next month that I've already RSVP'd to!

I sighed, still in thought of how I can explain to him that I have to leave this room some time soon. I guess I can deal with this tomorrow, my ankle still is bruised quite a bit so I can stay in bed until Monday.

And that's what I planned to do, let Ezra dote on me for three days then maybe this over-protective baby excitement will wear off a bit so that he'll let me go back to work. However, the fire alarm was set off on Saturday due to the construction workers just testing it out, and when I say that he tried to jump out of the window with me, I wish that I was making it up ... where did the cold demeaning guy from a couple of months ago go?

I tried to reason with him on Sunday, but he decided that talking about cribs with Joe was a better use of time. Him and Joe should be having this child together instead, and maybe I could finally get some air.

So Sunday I decided a master plan, I was going to swap out Ezra's nightly supplements with sleeping pills, it works.

The next part was to tie Ezra's hands to the bedpost using one of his cheaper ties (I'm desperate, but not enough to respect Armani), so that when he wakes up and sees that I've gone to work he has to wait for Joe to untie him at nine. This also works.

Finally get an Uber deluxe to work. And without any hindrances my plan works to a tee, bonus step: turning my phone off to stop the constant flood of calls that would've been inevitable.

I'm not ruthless enough to let my husband worry that I've been kidnapped, so I left a note on his bed stand explaining that I've gone to work and that he's being over the top.

"Pregnant?!" Lyn and Kelton both exclaimed as we sat in a meeting room in the morning as I was explaining why Ezra hadn't been to work for the last couple days.

"Yes, apparently it's been five months now, honestly things like morning sickness are the last of my problems right now. My first starts with Ezra and ends with his architect Joe." I huffed on one of the beanbags.

"That must be rough, I had a feeling that Ezra would be like that, I mean when you came back from the hospital after losing your memories weren't you on house arrest for like two months until you snuck away?" Lyn added, I nodded, dramatically collapsing in my seat.

"How are you even here right now? Didn't you say that Ezra wouldn't even let you out of your bedroom unless he escorted you?" Kelton asked, I laughed remembering that I have to deal with his rage when I get back home today.

"I kind of drugged him and tied him to the bedpost so he couldn't come after me..." I shuddered as I spoke, thinking of the repercussions. Kelton laughed knowing that I was screwed.

"I won't be let out of the house ever again after this will I?" I asked as all of the energy left my body, "do you want me to speak to him? I can get pretty angry!" Lyn spoke as she got riled up.

Kelton laughed again whilst I shook my head, "you can shout at your boss?" I asked Lyn as she paused before becoming dejected like I was. "What's with the mood? Sure you're screwed and we're probably going to be fired as an accessory to your 'crime', but atleast we get compensation and you get a nice house to spend the rest of your life!" Kelton spoke with enthusiasm.

"You're not really getting the vibe you should be feeling right now, it's already ten so our deaths are imminent." My body got the chills as I spoke, as like a curse as soon as I uttered this words Ezra burst into the room.

"Addison!" He roared, I leapt up out of the beanbag and ran over to the other side of the pool table to gain some distance between me and my angry husband.

"Why are you here! Joe came to our house an hour late so I spent two hours trying to untie myself from our bed!" He softly hissed. Kelton and Lyn were quietly shuffling behind Ezra to leave us alone, I begged them with my eyes not to leave but they shut the door behind as they left.

I sighed as I glanced down to the pool balls by my side, I gathered a few and cradled then in my arms as ammo. "If you get closer I'll throw them at you!" I weakly exclaimed knowing that this was probably futile, no I must hang in there - if not for me then for Balmain.

"Addison just calm down, you're pregnant, let's just put down the heavy objects and go home before I call security!" He tried to negotiated before I yelled in frustration. "Ezra! I'm pregnant not a child, you can't lock me in our house like I'm Repunzel and your my kidnapper!" I exclaimed, trying to reason with him.

"If that's our relationship then I feel like that story shouldn't be a child's book anymore." He smirked, getting distracted.

I sighed once again, trying to stay mad at him, "Ezra, this child is just a bunch of cells right now, but I'm an alive human being who you're married with. If you lock me up and deprive me of my basic human rights, I might start to hate you." I took deep breaths to calm myself from exploding.

"You stayed home before for two months and you didn't resist it this much." Ezra told me, once again missing the point. "Ezra, I've just begun to get my life back on track, back then I was scared of the world and wanted to lock myself away. But now I'm an adult, right now the best thing for this child is for me to focus on myself for just a bit longer."

Our eyes were still locked onto each others for a while as we were in silence before Ezra responded. "Addison, I know that this part of our life is kind of rushed, but after our child is born you can go back to work. Can't you just stay at home where it's safe just for a year? Then I'll let you do whatever you want?" He once again tried to negotiate.

"No," I mumbled as I shook my head whilst I looked down at the floor, tears finally began to fall down my face as I looked back at him. "If I give in now then I'll never want to leave the house, I'll just become the baby's mom not Addison. I don't even know who I am, I'm finally beginning to build myself back up, but this may break me if I don't try to keep my identity just a bit more." I squeaked as the pool balls I was holding fell to the floor.

Ezra ran over to hug me as I was now defenceless. I never realised it before until now, I used to think that I didn't want kids because of raising lily so badly. But I've finally realised that I just didn't want to lose Addison like I have before.

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