Roxanne “I don't believe you." I shout. “I-I can't be pregnant." I cannot be pregnant. I don't want to be pregnant. What is he even talking about? I am sure he did that just to distract me. “Yes, you are, love." He grins through his water brimmed eyes. “We will become parents." He leaves my forearm and keeps his palm on my flat belly. “Our child is growing here." I shake my head. “You are pregnant and it has been three weeks." He says. I shake my head in denial. Is that why I didn't get my period this month? I never paid attention to my periods. He takes me in his arms bridal style. I mute him out as he orders something to the maid whom I haven't seen even once clearly. I look down at my bloodied palm. I clench it close and more blood starts seeping out from it. But I don't feel any pain. Should I keep clenching it? It will lead to blood loss and maybe I will be free from here, from him and this forsaken place that haunts me. I flutter my eyes towards my belly and caress it wit
Roxanne “Wh-what are you talking about?" I asked, unsure if I heard her right. What does she mean by that? Did I miss hearing her? How am I binded to Isaac because of the child growing in me. This child is nothing but the cause of unprotected sex. She walks towards me. An arrogant and prideful smile intact on her face as she walks towards me. She leans down, her face just an inch away from mine. “This child, my great grandson…" she lightly jabs her finger on my flat belly. “is a source that my son has used to bind you with him." My eyes widened at that? “What did you think? That my son is a rapist." She says with venom in her voice. Her eyes looked at me with disdain. “He is not that much desperate that he will rape you. He took you forcefully that day and the other days to make you pregnant." Dread pools at the bottom of my belly at her words. Everything he did was a plan. He raped me not because he wanted to take me but because he had planned it. She can't be serious. “
Isaac Her body slums down on my thigh as she finally falls unconscious, her hair cascades down on the floor. My hand circled her figure. Her face paled and lacked the glow which I always used to see on her. The fierceness which her face always adored lacked. With a trembling hand I remove the strands of her unruly hair sticking on her face. She looked so broken and lifeless. Suddenly a tear drops on her chin, more follows them as I cry silently. I pull her closer to me and hug her tightly. My hands tighten around her as I wail on her unconscious shoulder. “What have I done?" I whisper in the silence of the room. “What did I do?" I clench my eyes shut. My chest vibrates as a full blown sob escapes my lips. With trembling limbs I get up with her in my arms, bridal style. And as soon as I take a step ahead I stagger and fall on my knees. My hands instantly tightened around her protectively. My legs were immovable and hard to move. I wiped away my tears as my sight got hazy.
Roxanne I flutter my eyes open. The white ceiling with a chandelier meets my eyes. And instantly tears brim at the corner of my eyes. I am still alive. Why? I don't wanna live. Why am I still alive? Why? I can't live this life. I don't have the power to live such a life. “Why are you crying, girl? That is also this early morning which is so beautiful." I hear a woman's voice. I blink my eyes to get rid of the haziness and look to the side. A very beautiful woman with olive skin dressed in a crisp shirt tucked in pants is sitting on the Ottoman near the bed. Her curly hair pulled in a bun. She looks like she is in her early thirties. “Good afternoon." She wishes me. Her face, glowing and looked very soothe. Looking at her gave my heart a little ease. Who is this woman? “Am I looking ugly?" She asked. Her head slightly tilted. She looked down at her appearance and straightened up her crisp cloth. I part my lips and breathe out. “No. On the contrary you look beautiful." My vo
Roxanne I step out of the car and look in front. A huge mansion stands before me. A bigger mansion than back on the island. I feel a presence beside me. “This will be your home. Isn't it pretty?" Roma says. I look at her. Her eyes are already on me. I have seen how much she smiles. Her face always adores a bright and joyful look. “I don't want to live in this mansion." I say. I can't live alone in this big mansion. I don't want to feel what I had felt in that mansion. “Why?" She asked. She was expecting this from me. I could say that from her facial expression. “Because I don't want to live alone in this big mansion." I say. I still can feel the horror of those days. A shudder passes through me. And I am sure Isaac is not coming today and that means I will have to live alone in this mansion. “Just forget it." I say after a thought. It's not like I will remain awake and they will do whatever their boss wants. They will just turn a blind eye to my pleas. “You misunderstoo
Roxanne “You are with fraternal twins. You see this…." I look at the ultrasound. “there are two babies. The sagittal sign of this baby is upward sloping and there is a lump in the middle. It shows that it's a boy and the other has a downward sloping lump which shows that the other is a girl." Lisa says. As she said, I can see something like that on the ultrasound. “That must be the reason for you having a huge belly in the fifth month of your pregnancy." She turns towards me. My eyes, stuck on ultrasound. “Do you want to hear their heartbeat?" I look at Lisa. I gulp the lump and stiffly nod my head. She smiles and gives me headphones and I put them on. I freeze when I hear two heartbeats. They are very slow and very soothing to the ears. My own heartbeat rises. The headphones are pulled away by Roma as she puts them on herself. She smiles. Her whole teeth are on display. I look back at the ultrasound. Twins. One boy and one girl. It had been five months since I saw Isaac. I
Roxanne Where did leven go? I walk towards the inner side of the mansion in search of Leven. I left him for a few minutes and he ran away. I swear I am going to give him a severe punishment this time. I bypass the kitchen but still abruptly when I hear a particular name being uttered by a woman. Instantly I plastered my back on the wall beside the door of the kitchen and perked my ears towards the open doors to hear them clearly. “What do you mean by that?" A woman says. It's not the voice of the maid who uttered that name. “Hush, talk slowly." The one that uttered that name says. Her voice distressed. “We will be punished if sir came to know that we were gossiping about him during working hours." I clench my palm. “As I was saying…." She turns even more quiet. I step closer towards the door and lean closer, sticking my ear closer to the door, trying to hear whatever she is saying. “my sister who works in sir's mansion told me that it's a disaster there." Does sir mean h
Isaac I groan as I massage my head. My head is splitting. Where am I? I squint my eyes open and instantly close them when the bright light irritates me. I feel someone's hand on me. Annoyed, I jerk it away without a care and instantly a very girly squeal hits my ear buds, irritating the hell out of me. What the fucking hell am I? Annoyance creeps up my body when I get conscious of the same girly voice whining away about the way I jerked her hand away. “Shut the fuck up." I growl. My head is spinning. My throat is burning. This fucking light is irritating the heck out of me. And this girl is annoying me. “Turn off the light." I growled. “Sorry, Isaac. I will turn it off." I hear that woman's voice. Who the heck is that woman? How come I ended up this way? What happened earlier? I straightened up as I was practically laying on the sofa. I fluttered my eyes open and this time the light was dim. I look around and as I register the office around me and the woman before me I