Hannah's POV
'Hi beautiful,' He said, waving his fingers, as a sinister smile painted his lips.
'What are you doing here?' My question was met with a swift eye roll before he turned and opened the back door to his Porsche, inviting me in. How dare he?
I stared up at him, feeling anger boil inside me. I walked past him and down the street, hoping he'd just leave me alone.
' Come on, you wanted to talk and I'm here to talk.' His words give me no comfort and neither does the smug arrogance in his voice.
I tried to cross the other side of the road but he ended up blocking my way, staring down at me as if we were acquaintances. He behaved like our last encounter didn't even happen. Like he hadn't insulted me and discarded the truth with the mere conclusion I was trying to defraud him. He was disgusting. And the truth was that I hated him. I hated him with all my heart. how he had treated me back at the hotel was nothing short of inhuman.
'What do you want?' I asked through gritted teeth. He laughed slightly as he looked down at me mockingly.
' You're really not to be messed with when you're angry huh?' I squinted my brows and I looked at him. I didn't understand why he was trying to be nice to me. It didn't matter. I pushed him out of the way, almost causing him to fall on the road as I increased my pace. I clutched my bag closer to me as I hurried down towards the bus station.
He was already making a scene and our neighbors were staring at us from a distance, as if they had nothing better to do.
My parents were still standing outside our gates, holding each other's hands as if convincing themselves they had done the right thing. A hand touched my shoulder, causing me to turn around to meet the eyes of the billionaire.
'I told you to leave me alone?' I quipped as I stared at him, feeling rather stressed and angry.
'I just got kicked out of my home. My parents want nothing to do with me or this baby. It is all because of something we both did, as grown adults, but when I came to you about it, you chose to act like an imbecile.' I brushed past him in a hurry as the sound of thunderstorms began to rise in the atmosphere. I knew the weather forecast from last night. there was a high probability that it would rain today. I needed to get to my best friend's house as quickly as possible. Then from there I would plan out my life. I needed to handle work, school and this baby at the same time.
'Then let me help. Where are you gonna live now?'
'It's non of your business. I came to you, and…'
' For fuck's sake, dont be stubborn!' His voice was high as he attracted the attention of passers by. I stared at him with wide eyes, taken aback by his tone.
'You have no right!' I looked up at him, taking my stand. We both stared at each other. This time, his eyes were as intense as they were the night we slept together. The heaving of his chest destructed me alittle, and so did the feeling of being close to his body.
' I hate you!' I let out, feeling tears prick my eyes, but holding them back. He said nothing, but his jaw tensed.
I began to walk away from him, hating the effect he had on me. He was the man I wanted to hate with all my heart. But how could I? He was the father of my unborn baby.
'At least let me give you a ride. You're going to get rained on and it's not good for you and the baby.'
' So now you suddenly care about the baby?' Anger bubbles inside me as I look at him, trying to decipher what his motives were.
' Of course I do. The child is mine.'
'And what happened to believing I was after your money?' I stared up at him, unable to shield myself from the droplets of water already beginning to fall from the sky.
He paused for a moment and looked at me. He sighed, before gripping my wrist and pulling me towards his car. His silence told me everything I needed to know.
'You still think of me that way, don't you.' I let out, as i snatched my arm from his and collected my bag from the ground.
'Come on, let's go before it starts raining.' His eyes are driven from me, his shoulders fall, acting frustrated and tired.
'I'm not going anywhere with you.' I turned and walked towards the station. It was only a short distance from here. My fists were clenched at my sides before the thunderstorms began to strike. My heart beat rapidly as I started to run. With my bag clutched against my chest, I made a run for it.
When I made it to the bus station, there was no longer any noise behind me. Heavy drops of water began to fall and the frequency of thunderstorm noises roared in the cloudy skies. The porch, the same one I wanted to run from, approached me and came to pack where I was standing. The window was rolled down, and the door opened on instinct.
' I don't care that you hate me, but if that's my baby, how could I possibly seek to do you harm?' His hand was clutched on the steering wheel, his shirt a little wet from the rain, causing the fabric to stick to his muscles. I swallowed visibly as I hesitantly stepped forward.
Looking back, I could barely see the view of my house from the distance, and neither was there any sight of incoming buses.
I got into the car, and the door closed automatically. My eyes remained trained on the open window as it closed. The car began to move, and with it, was my hope for ever living a normal life again.
Jackson's POV
I watched her as she stared out the window. She was still a mystery to me. I hated her. I still believed all of this was a sham. A concocted plan to make quick money.
However, in the meantime I needed her.
' I have a business proposition for you.' I started, yet she didn't even turn her head to look at me. ' You are carrying my child and it's obvious you cannot take care of it on your own.' she scoffed, angling her legs towards the door like a child throwing a tantrum.
' I can help. I am well able to take care of that child and you as well.'
' I don't need your help.' She angrily said as she turned her head towards me.
' If that were true, then you would never have come to the hotel that night to tell me that you're pregnant.' I articulated.
' Don't you get it yet? I didn't come there to ask you for money, I only came there because you deserve to know.' Her tone was raised as she met my eyes. I turned, as I stared right ahead while driving. A short moment of silence rested between us before I turned to her again.
' What would you have done after I knew?' I coaxed, and she got silent. 'What was your ultimate plan there? If that child is mine then I want everything to do with…'
' If? if the Child Is Yours?' she iterated, seeming offended. Yet I didn't recount my statement, and neither did I pay heed to the expression of anger on her face.
' I know nothing about you. I just can't trust you because you say it. We're going to have a DNA because I need to be sure.'
' Ok then.' She coaxed with a defeated expression. 'Do your dna's.'
I knew what her fears were. But she was stubborn, and i wasn't fully a monster.
' I'm still going to take care of you right now. I cannot have you wandering around the streets.'
' I have somewhere to go. I'm not a damsel in distress that you need to save.' Her eyes were filled with anger as she spoke. The scene i had met earlier stuck deep within me. How her parents had kicked her out seemed something so foreign. I have had a tonne of moments where I did something my parents didn't like and yet I still remained their son.
I inhaled deeply as I continued driving. She was stubborn. I hated it.
' Sooner or later you'll have to lose this act.'
' You think it's an act?' She laughed. ' I honestly despise you. I came to you with news about this pregnancy and you chose to kick me out. You laughed in my face and now you just get to come back here and act like the good guy.' My brows furrowed as I stared at her, wondering what she even meant by that.
The car came to a stop right outside my premises. I alighted the car/.
'Where are we? I already gave you an address to take me to.'
'And I looked it up, that's not the best place for you right now!' I answered as I moved to her side and opened the door.
'How dare you!' Her fists are clenched at her sides cutely as she looks up at me, refusing to get out of the car.
' I don't have time for this.' I coughed, as I stepped aside, ushering for her to come out yet she didn't. ' You're going to sleep here tonight. it's already 10 p.m. It's about to rain again and the address you wanted me to take you to is a shady neighborhood. Aren'yt worried for your own safety and that of our baby?'
She remained silent for a moment and I suspected she was about to throw another tantrum. However, with droplets of rain beginning to fall on us, she finally stepped out of the car and met my eyes. When she straddled forward, she stepped into a mud paddle and lost her balance, almost falling before I caught her in my arms and held her in place. Her eyes sunk into mine with so much depth and intensity that one could almost believe there was something more special about her. But I would never believe that.
To me this woman was like any other gold digging wh*re. And I was going to teach her a lesson.