Chapter 21

Ava’s POV

“Mom, he cheated on me,” I cried rushing into my mother's arms. She had come to pick me up at the airport.

“Oh, my baby,” she whispered, hugging me tightly and soothing me with her comforting voice.

As we drove home, I told her everything about him. And it hurt saying each word as all the memories we had shared flashed in my mind. And it hurt to think he had been playing me all along.

I could feel her shock as I told her about my pregnancy.

“We will get through this,” she spoke, squeezing my hand gently as we arrived home.

I hugged her again, grateful to have such a supportive mother.

Upon arriving at our little house, I took my bags and headed for my childhood room. Luckily my bed and things were still in there.

After unpacking everything to distract myself from the pain, I finally sat down on my bed in tears again. This was as I spotted pictures of us, in one of my albums as I packed.

Worse I could still smell him all over my clothes.

I locked my door, wanting to be alone, and continued crying.

As night came, I was surprised to hear a knock on my bedroom.

“Ava, please open. It's me.” I quickly woke up from my bed surprised to hear his voice.

I could not believe that he had found and followed me so easily to my hometown. But then again, he was a billionaire with all services at his disposal.

“Go away, Damien!” I shouted not wanting to see him. I could believe my mother had let him in.

“Ava please, talk to me. What's wrong, why did you run away, leave your job, and empty your apartment? And why are you blocking me?” he asked, his voice sounding vulnerable.

Vulnerable my ass. He had cheated on me and impregnated another woman!

I was as angry as a mama bear.

I quickly rushed and opened the door. And there he was still in his work clothes. He seemed to have left work and immediately rushed to come looking for me.

“Why are you angry and avoiding me?” he asked as he saw me flinch, moving away to avoid his touch. This was as he tried to come in and hug me.

“Stop acting innocent. I KNOW EVERYTHING!” I instead screamed at him.

“Know what?’ he asked, looking confused.

“How DARE YOU CHEAT ON ME WITH HER!” I shouted again. Taking the album of pictures and throwing it at him.

My emotions were now spiraling out of control as he continued acting innocent.

“You even IMPREGNATED HER?” I shouted, taking the bedside lamp and chucking it at him too. With him avoiding it too, as it smashed crushing to pieces on the wall instead.

“Impregnated who?’ He continued asking, looking bewildered.

“Well guess what, I’m PREGNANT TOO, so congrats, your CHEATING ways have gained you two baby mamas!” I continued with my enraged behavior. Taking anything I could find and chucking them at him.

“You are pregnant,” he froze looking flabbergasted.

“Don’t worry I will not ask you for child SUPPORT! I will take care of my own BABY ALONE! I do not need nor want YOU!” I furiously screamed picking up a book, with it hitting him on the head as he did not dodge this time.

“Why do you mean by you do not need or want me,” he asked a broken look now in his eyes.

“You heard ME! I could never LOVE someone like YOU! I want you out of my life for GOOD!” I yelled out; he could go have his happy family with her for all I cared. He had broken me with the damage so deep.

“You do not mean that, Ava,” He spoke looking more and more vulnerable.

“I DO. You hear me, Damien, I DO! Get out right now!’ I replied screaming passionately at him. My own voice breaking too just as my heart already was.

“But I... I love you.” He responded desperately trying to walk over to me.

“GET...OUT!!!!” I instead screamed, hitting his chest, and started pushing him out. Once he was outside, I quickly locked the house door and turned to find my mother standing there and looking at me worriedly and at the mess which my room was now in.

“He hurt me, mom, he hurt me a lot. I don't even know if I can recover,” I whispered brokenly now falling apart again and in more tears.

She quickly rushed to hug me bundling me up in a motherly hug as I sobbed more. Unending tears of pain and heartbreak flowing down my face.