Xander made sure that I can back home. He didn't make me stay over at the penthouse for long. I wanted to calm down and take a breath. The procedure was quite simple but at the same time, it was overwhelming. Was I ready for that? Is this right? I don't know, maybe it is wrong maybe it is not. I arrived home before Josh, Using my saving, I bought us some food and decided to prepare a meal. The goal was to please him, to make him happy, and avoid all the drama.
Sometimes I feel like I have a stomach ache but at the same time it turns out it was not that serious. Preparing the meal, my mind drifted to Xander. Yeah, Xander, I don't know what makes me want to talk about him. I know it's not okay to talk about him. He is married and I am going to have a baby for him and my step-sister. At the same time, I want to see him, to talk to him.
The thought of him, gets me touching my lips. The way his soft lips captured mine. I wanted to respond to that kiss, kiss him the way it was right but the second thought had me quelling and giving him a bite. He didn't take it badly, instead, he smirked, which makes my stomach giddy. It is wrong to think of it, it's wrong to imagine that I will have to speak to him and have a normal conversation. I know what he wants, he wants to keep the baby safe and all the good things he is doing are aimed at that. There is nothing special.
The locks of the door click and I quickly change my face. Josh is supposed to be in the dark remember? He is not supposed to know that I have been seeing a doctor and having some IVF. When I get half the money that is supposed to be deposited in my account, I will pay him all that I owe him.
He stumbled into the house, drunk, again. I thought he didn't drink this much. He tries to catch a wall for support but he ends up hitting his head on the shoe rack just next to the door making all the shoes scattered around the place.
"Ooh baby, you okay?" I ask as I rush to help him. His breath is awful and I feel like puking the moment I smell it. He pushes me away and sits on the floor. I don't know what he wants but I am not in the mood to start an argument with him.
I wall away and leave him to stutter on the floor. Yeah, at this time, there is no reason to start being nice to everyone when he doesn't want my help. I finish my cooking and serve him, he is still on the ground, maybe he is stressed out.
I walk to him and he lifts his hands out wanting to be held. I carry him and place the food on his hands, this time round he quickly agrees to it and eats hungrily. I am can't sleep in the same bed with him tonight.
That is what I thought, but as soon as I finish eating, he asks me to accompany him to sleep in the same space with him. This is the same place where he took my dignity, being tied to the bed with the belt in my hand, makes me cry because it's like yesterday. I have been using the coach but looks like I will be using the bed. I place him and climb next to him. I am afraid I have to sleep here, I don't want any trouble.
"Thursday!" yeah, the only day for excitement. "You can't use my car, I am using it, use a bus," Josh shouts at me as I wipe the utensils and place them back on the shelves. What happened, I love using his car to visit my dad when being around. Why would he suddenly deny me? "Ok," I can't argue with him, I have been using a bus for the past month and I will do the same today, that so means arriving there late, something that I hate. I quickly make everything ready, his breakfast and his meals for the day. That is the duty of a wife, right? I clean up and dress for my dad's visit, "you better be back before six, I don't want you walking past that time," that comes out as a warning. I don't know what's with him and his ordering. I will have to obey it. Kendra said that I should obey him no matter what.
What about, if the baby grows in my belly, how will I convince him? I walk to the bus stop but I have to wait for another twenty minutes to get into one. I don't have a phone, I don't have an iPod to at least listen to some songs. It's boring. Looking around, I see a vehicle standing a few meters away from me with its headlights blinking. I turn my head and look over at other passengers to avoid getting paranoid but I am always paranoid.
The second look and a lady is running to the car, my heart beats come back to normal, and I thought that someone was following me. Why though, I am always heading to the hospital on my own.
The bus was here, after this, I will have to take the last one to the destination. I sit in the corner and press my head on the window. I want to think of how my life will end but a figure comes and push itself beside me.
"You didn't say you are going somewhere today?" Xander's ice-chilling voice comes through. This is the same reason I don't want to stay alone, I am paranoid because I fear anytime he might be following me, you now understand my fear when I saw the vehicle? "Maybe you should focus on other things Xander, this is personal to me," I place my head back on the window and close my eyes. A hand is passed over my waist and my head is forced to lie on his hard chest.
I want to move but his gun is pointed at my thigh and I have to sleep on his chest. "Is this part of a rule? I thought you are supposed to be working?" I try to argue with him so that he can be angry for nothing. That turns out to be my thing when I am sitting around him. "I am the boss, I can do what I want," he retorts back with a rude answer, "and you are married, your wife will chop my hands if she finds out I was with you," I say while trying to be comfortable on his chest. " She might as well suck my dick at night and be comfortable, don't worry."
This is so messed up, which man talks like that about his wife? I can't start pointing out mistakes when Josh who thinks I am his wife treats me how he wants. "Let me get this right, you treat your wife how you want?" He clears his voice and pushes me to the window but gently holding me, "I treat her how she wants to be treated. I will give her a princess treatment if she deserves it, for now, I will give her a dicky treatment because that is the only diclofenac that she wants." Shit, is that what married couples do? Have sex at night and make your wife suck your dick? I dread the night Josh will force me to suck his pipi, I swear, I will hit him hard. "Don't worry, you deserve a princess treatment because you are a princess."
The vehicle comes to a halt and we climb down. "Men will embarrass you one day." That is what our high school teacher used to say. Now, I am understanding what she meant. Mine has already done it and now this one, he will embarrass me, look at how he is flirting with his surrogate while his wife just lost their baby.
"Come," he grabs my hands and walks with me off the stage, "where, I am supposed to take a bus to the hospital?" He doesn't say a thing, instead, he hid my head in his coat and walks with me in an unknown direction. "Helicopter?" that is my surprise, he holds me bridal style and gets me in.
"This will be fast than the bus, plus I want to take you somewhere after this." He is sweet, isn't he? 'Run, don't be stupid, that man will insert his dick into your vag and then go to his wife like he never fucked you, be woke, sis!' My brain never wants me to enjoy anything. He leads the helicopter, without his guards and we head to the hospital.
"Come, you need to try this it's thrilling!" he shouts from the cockpit. In some words though, why in the hell will they call it a cockpit? Let's not get an answer. I just look at him, I don't want to try that catastrophic thing. I shake my head and he frowns, "stop hurting my feelings, you are supposed to try it," he says with a fake hurt voice. Fuck it, I might as well try these things and enjoy them while they last.
I leave my sit and Xander lifts his hands from the handles to hold my waist as I walk to the cockpit. I feel warm, I feel wanted. He makes me sit on his lap and my hands are directed to the helicopter pad. Directing me on how to direct the helicopter, slowly, until we flew over. He let me do the driving while his hands were placed on my waist. "How are you feeling?" his soft voice echoed through my ears.
It's amazing, I feel happy, maybe this is the happiest I have been so far. Carefree and I don't care, I have never imagined flying a helicopter, I am surviving on Josh's car I wish I could own mine. That is a different story.
"You are the First Lady I have brought out here, I don't know why but I want you to feel safe, with Me, okay?"
'Sis, men will embrace you!'
"I need to go, we are here!"
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