Only Mine |Ongoing

Chapter Fourteen

Ava's POV

I walk inside the house and make my way inside the sitting room.
My leg lead me along the stairs where the picture was pasted.

I stood in front of the photo and stare down at it.
It looks and feels oddly familiar.
I touched the masked face of the girl and shuddered.

This photo is real, and it looks like......
Wait what?

This is the exact way I packed up my hair that night. In a lose ponytail.
The mask design was the Same but with different colors.

Realization hit me and I step back away from the photo.

Is this me?
Then my thoughts started running wild.

The way his hand touched me in different area that night.
The taste of his lip on mine.

Now thinking of it, their cologne is the same.hazelnut

The fist day he kissed me, I feel like we have kissed before but I pushed the thought away.

How did this get here?
Many questions run through my mind and I shook my head.

No its not possible, Dian can't be him.
I don't want to believe this, I want to think that this is all a f**king nightmare.

He deceived me.
He brought me here because he knew from the start that I was carrying his child.

My breathing became heavy, my eyes started to water.
I could feel my leg failing me.

This is not happening.
It's not possible!

How can you do this to me Dian f**king Lawson!

I hold the iron on the staircase to support myself before I lose my balance.

I should have known.
The DL (Dian Lawson) I heard of doesn't help people.
He love trampling on others.

I should have suspect him when he helped me. He was doing everything for his own advantage.

You are cruel Dian, a deceiver, a liar.
I tightened my hold on the staircase and I can feel my knuckles turning white.

"Ava are you okay? Ray asked from the sitting room.
I breathed in and nod my head before rushing upstairs towards my room.

I'm leaving this hell of a place, this prison.
I'm leaving it today.

For more than a month now I haven't gone out. When I do it was always with him.

He never want me out of his sight.
Being all possessive over me because of the baby.

Why didn't he tell me?
Is he even planning on ever doing so?
Or he want to keep it as a secret from me forever.

I walk to my closet and pick up my suitcase.
I started packing my clothes inside it and clean my eyes.
The tears was blinding me.

I don't blame him for my pregnancy.
I initiated the whole idea. I'm mad at him because he knew but never told me.

He knew but tagged me as the fool who goes around carrying a child whom she doesn't know the father.
I felt used.

After packing my clothes I walk to my bed and pick up my phone from the lamp stand.
This is not where I should be.

Who knows what else he is keeping away from me?
I dragged my suitcase out of the room and headed downstairs.

I should leave now that he's not around.
Though it hurts. It hurts because i don't want to leave him but I have to.