Uneducated Submission

Betrayals & Misunderstandings

***Royalty's P.O.V***

I laid on my bed, legs swaying. I felt conflicted for one main reason: I was lonely.

Neveah wasn't back yet and for obvious reasons I wasn't stepping near Laila. Which only left me with one option; Zane. with the way things left off I wasn't sure if i wanted to see him or even if he wanted to see me.

I mean I got it. Becoming a parent was scary, Hellish and when I found out for the first few days I was actually considering aborting my baby but I realized that would e unfair and I'd regret it later. But Zane had to realize he couldn't just blame this on me. It takes 2 to tango.

Sighing in frustration, I roll off the bed and cry out in pain as my body lands thud on the floor. Glaring at the bed and my floor I haul my ass off the floor and decide to swallow my pride and go over to Zane's. I mean he wouldn't kick me out in my time of need, would he?

He was willing to cut off all your air supply not too long ago.

I frown at my thoughts and sit on the bed again. I couldn't call Neveah seeing as she'd probably curse me for calling her phone for the hundredth time in the past hour whilst she was trying to pack up. At least I could look forward to her returning back home soon yet I still felt sad that she'd have to leave her baby again. I laid back. I had no idea how she did it. How she could part from her only daughter like that I had no idea. I don't think I could ever do it but I admired her strength for it. 

However, none of this seemed to help my original predicament, if anything it merely seemed to increase the fact that I was lonelier than ever. Rubbing my hand over my stomach I stared up at the ceiling pondering if I should go see him after what he did. I mean on the one hand, I'd rather talk to him, even argue with him than be consumed by my loneliness but on the other hand, I was scared. Scared that he might lose his temper again and hurt me or worst, hurt my baby... our baby.

Once again my thoughts circled to Neveah. I loved her so much, she was honestly the best friend a girl could ask for. Yes she had her quirks but it comes with being forced to grow up faster than you're supposed to. She was so strong and always put on a good face but I knew it was all a front and it only made it harder for me to tell her That her girlfriend was a murderous bitch. 

It amazed me that Laila could even try something like that I mean she was psychotic. She took possessive to a whole other level and as much as i tried to find some way to see things from her perspective I just couldn't.  For goodness sake she almost killed me not to mention my baby.

I couldn't bare to think of this right now, I had to tell someone. It made me paranoid, what if she tried to attack me again. What would I do then? I could barely laugh without doubling over in pain how  the hell was I supposed to fight a bitch?

Finally deciding to haul my ass out  my bed I decided to go talk to Zane. At least I understood why he was upset and could potentially, hopefully fix it. pulling on a long sleeved, knee length cotton dress I slipped on some flats and grabbed my key and phone in case Neveah called.

Heading to Zane's room I feel nervous. Would he still be angry at me? 

Would he hit me?

I knew Zane struggled with his anger and could sometimes lose control but I hope that he would have settled down a little and he wouldn't hurt me.

Emphasis on hope.

I decide to head the on campus cafe and grab myself a frescante, suddenly craving something chocolaty. 

I could tell this child of mine was either going to be severely allergic to chocolate or severely addicted to it  because I never craved chocolate so much before.

After purchasing I head to Zane's room and upon reaching there I knock twice but I don't receive any answer.

Was he ignoring me?

I decided to call him but it went straight to voicemail. Sighing a wave of sadness washes over me and I turn to leave when voices and giggling catch my attention.

My initial reaction was to ignore them but a name caught my attention.

"Oh Zane"

My heart stilled and  I hid behind the wall as I watched the scene in front me unfold. Stumbling around the corner was Zane carrying a girl in his arms.

When he put her down my eyes opened in shock and I had to hold a gasp back.

Laila.

Disgust flowed through my body and the feeling of betrayal and hurt coursed through my body. I wanted to move but I was rooted in my spot as I watched him brace her against the door and lift her leg up, his hands groping her body as their lips hungrily fought for dominance. 

My breathing was erratic and hot tears streamed down my face as I watched them continue making out, her hands running through his hair, as he rubbed her through her underwear.

Unable to look at them any longer I turn around and run to my dorm.

Fumbling with the keys I scream in frustration. My head is beginning to pound and my heart feels like its going to pop out of my chest at any given moment. Finally getting the door open I slam it shut and plop face first onto the bed.

Images of the 2 of them together float around in my head and loud sobs wack my body.

Why? Did he really despise me that much for carrying his child?

How could he lay with her after everything? 

Why?

I hated him. I hated her.

I couldn't describe the way I felt at the moment besides hurt. Lost.

Why would he do this? Why?