Broken Strings novel Chapter 7

MELISSA QUIZON

It has been two days since I was discharged from the hospital. I am always in deep thoughts. It was as if my head was going to explode with so many questions swirling in my brain. When the doctor told me the news, I don’t know how to react or fee about it.

Will I be happy? Or will I be sad?

How can I raise this child if I am this young? I'm only Nineteen.

But, I know, it’s my fault. I was so overwhelmed with the thought that Wright and I would be forever. Maybe, forever’s just a hallucination.

Even Grandma was cold to me. Although, we are together under the same roof it feels like she is far away. I know I was a disappointment to her. I am not proud on what I did.

I hope she is not blaming herself with all my wrong doings.

I don’t want her to think that she failed to raise me well. She should not blame herself. I am to blame because I was the one who was wrong, I was the one who love Wright and believed that his love for me was real.

Shit! It hurts! He is the first man I loved, why didn’t he think of that? I gave him everything I have. Right, I have never heard him say ‘I love you’ to me. Not even once. I was blinded by his charms. I was dreaming too much. I was always looking forward.

I touched my womb. I got up from lying on my bed and went to the mirror located on the side of my bedroom. I raised my clothes up to the bottom of my chest, I leaned over to see my belly that shows the small bump. I touched it and caressed it. Suddenly tears welled up in my eyes.

Wright needs to know this. He is also accountable for this, he must take responsibility. With the life style I have now, I can’t raise this baby alone. I started getting dressed to go to Wright’s condo unit. He needs to know. It is his responsibility.

"Thank you, sir." I politely said to the taxi driver and handed over my payment.

I prepared myself first before I rang the doorbell. I knew how he would react when he saw me in his doorstep once again.

I readied myself, the moment I saw his face the first thing I would feel is pain.

My hand trembled as I raised it to ring the doorbell. I close my eyes when that sounds. He will be responsible for me. I am not the only one responsible for this child.

"Oh, it’s you again." When I opened my eyes, a woman with blue eyes opened the door for me.

Claire.

Was that her name?

Suddenly my knees trembled as it entered my mind. She is here again. Are they living together?

"I-I n-need to talk to Wright." I tried to steady my voice.

"Come in." She opened the door wide for me to enter. I was surprised at how she treated me.

“W-Won't you even be angry that I'm here again? You won't shout at me? You won't tweak me or call me anything?”

She laughed heartily. "Why should I? I will not step down in your level. And one more thing, do you think you can get him back from me?”

I could barely move in my seat because of what she said.

She’s right.

No, I have to get him. I have to— for our child.

Even if I hurt someone else, I don’t care anymore, as long as I have Wright. We need him— our baby needs him. I don't care if this woman will get hurt. Wright is mine. I need him. Even though I knew he was hiding from me, I had nothing to lose.

“Just sit down. I'll just call Wright. He is cooking.” She said before going to the location of the kitchen.

I just found out that Wright is cooking. Even then I have never experienced cooking it. Are you that special Claire for him to do that?

What if she's right? What if Wright won’t accept me?

How do I deal with this on my own?!

"What do you want this time?" A cold voice awakened my deep thought. I turned and saw Wright standing in the doorway of his kitchen.

I stood. “W-Wright”

"What else do we need to talk about?" I can’t look him in the eyes because I’m hurt by the blank expression, he gives me.

"Can we talk? In private? Please? This is something important.” I beg you. How many times have I begged him? How many times have I embarrassed myself? I hope he will give me even a moment even just a minute

He looked at Claire who was now clinging to his arms. Claire nodded. Wright took a deep breathe. "Library."

He walked first and I just followed it. I stared at his back. Everything I once owned is now owned by someone else.

We sat facing each other in the chair in the library. In his aura now, I can feel that he has no interest in what I have to say.

“Spill it out. I don't want you to stay here. Claire might suspect something between us.” He said coldly.

It was like I was punched for what he said. "I-Is that how much you love her?"

"What do you want to talk about?!" He stared at me. I averted my gaze and bit my lips. “What is it?! Speak up!”