2019, October, 19th - Saturday | 5 pm
Aster's P.O.V.:
I'm going to have a baby brother.
How the hell did that happened? I mean, my father is 64 for fucks sake! Isn't there a age limit for people to reproduce? Why the hell would he even want another child anyway? He is fucking 64!
Even though Harry managed to distract me for a while the night I found out, ever since I left his place Friday morning, I haven't been able to think of anything other than the fact that, apparently, I'm going to be a big sister in just a matter of months.
How could my father even think about bringing a child for this fucking mess that S&L is? How dare he create a new life when he is taking off the lives of other people in the off the records battle for power he has been leading for years now?
And with Penelope, for fucks sake! If the kid takes after her brains, their going to be a moron, if they take it after my father, their going to be wicked liars. It's a lose-lose situation, how can he not see this?
And, again, he is 64! Didn't he think that when the baby is ready to go to college he will be almost 80? Doesn't he realize he will not be here to most of this boy adult life?
There's so much I wanna lecture my father about deciding to have a fucking baby right now, but I can't even do this because he cannot know I know about the whole drug thing. I would be jeopardizing Harry's safety and that's something I simply can't put at risk. For better or worse, Harry is the only safety haven I have right now.
Harry.
I can't even think about him without my heart start racing. The last night we'd spend together was really something else - not only he embraced that side of me I'm not really proud of, he also celebrated it, played my game and gave me the power and control I was so desperately needing in the moment. Surprisingly enough, he understood what I wanted without me having to say a thing, he respected my need for silence, he made me feel better, made me feel safe.
I have no idea where this whole friends with benefits I have going on with him is leading us, and to be honest I'm kinda afraid of what could happen.
One thing is for sure - I need to be careful. I simply cannot fall in love with him, not again. He completely abandoned me 9 years ago and nothing says he wouldn't do it again. I have no idea what I meant for him at the time, the same way I have no idea what I mean for him now, but I simply can't take the risk.
Whatever this is that Harry and I have going on at the moment, it has an expiration date, and I need to be honest with myself about it. There's no way I can fall into that rabbit hole again.
Of course, I was definitely not expecting him to still have those things from my 15th birthday, but maybe he has them for a different reason than the one I would like to believe.
After we went to bed on Thursday night, I slept like a baby in his arms. It's scary how good I sleep when we're together, but I guess it's just because of all the sex, it's very tiring. Besides, ever since I found out there may be people following me and wanting to do me hard, it's been kinda hard to fall asleep on my own, and I felt safe knowing Harry was there with me.
I woke up Friday morning and had Rickie to escort me to work. He didn't say a thing about going to get me at Harry's place, but his smug gaze was worthy of a thousand words - he is totally into us and knows what is going on between me and his boss. I mean, not exactly what is going on, but he knows we're definitely fucking. But it doesn't make me uncomfortable, Rickie is such a lovely person, I don't feel like he is judging me or whatever - how I know Abel definitely would.
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