I was in the airplane, and I was shaking. I had to get to Chicago right away. I needed to check if this was positive or negative. I needed to know if we had created a creature. It's not that I don't like kids, but it was from Smith again? I sighed, but if there was a kid in my stomach I would love my baby and didn't think of telling it to Smith.
How idiotic was I? I hit my head several times on the side of the plane because my seat was near the window. I had less care for those people who were looking at me and wondering if I was crazy because I would if this were positive.
I mean, how could I be so careless after all this time? Why am I not thinking? You're so flirtatious, Cbiara! My whole body is feisty; damn it, I don't know what could happen. I was livid and planned to jump on the plane, but something seemed to stop me.
When we arrived at the Chicago airport, I exhaled. The vivid pictures of Chicago didn't entertain me since I was thinking about something else. Unlike before, I always appreciate the beauty of Chicago now that I am not in myself..
"I need five pt," I told the woman, she seemed shocked. I raised an eyebrow at her when she remained dumbfounded. I need her to be quick and not slow! "Faster, it's a project!" Gosh, why are these ladies looking at me with judgment like I committed the biggest sin?
When she handed it to me, I immediately picked it up and quickly looked for a bathroom. But when I found it, the line was long. I tried to get in the middle, but they were glaring at me, so I had to line up. Shit!
I waited for hours—yes, that's how long the queue is—just to get out of the dirt because the others are stinky. When I entered, I immediately peed, not just once but five times.
"Fvck! Damn it!" I cursed plenty of times when in my two eyes, I witnessed the two lines at my pt. I held my head using my hand and knocked on the door of the cubicle. "What will you do now, idiot?!" I harshly raise a question to myself: How am I going to be alive?
I groaned and threw it in the trash, and I saw three more with the same result. It's all goddamn positive. I left the fifth PT because it was useless. Everything says well, and am I still going to complain when it exists?
I don't have a choice; I get out of the cubicle without myself while the others are fighting over who will enter next. My heart sinks. How can I raise the child without a father? This shouldn't have happened; why did he get me pregnant?
Is this part of his plan too? To make me pregnant then leave me?
I was walking alone, one by one, while holding my small suitcase. I want to drink to get rid of this problem, yet I was thinking about the baby as well. I was trembling the whole time and fell on the floor when I lost my strength.
I wasn't ready for this. Why does this occur, Cbiara Blair? You allowed him to fvck you without contraceptives! What are you now, huh? I snort to myself. I want to scream so badly to let out the rage I am feeling right now, but I can't because it's bad for the baby. I don't want the same thing to happen again. I'm so terrified for me and even for the baby. I got traumatized once; why was I still so stupid the second time?!
And since this is here, then I can't do anything. I'll keep this baby, and we will live peacefully far away from the baby's dad, here in Chicago. I will love, cherish, and protect my baby at all costs. I promise my baby: the thing that happened to my first child will not happen again. I held my stomach and made a circulation motion at it.
I swear to my baby that I'll be a good mother.
***
Three years ago
"Thank you, Hiro." I took my two children in his hand, Red and Rayden, while Rayden was just looking at me sitting on the floor. "Babies, mommy is here." I was grinning and waving at them, and they suddenly hugged me like you'd think we hadn't been together for a while.
"Jeez! Thank goodness you are here. Red is so playful, and I can't take it anymore!" I giggle at Hiro's complaints every day. He's told me that plenty of times, but to this day he's still watching the kids. It seems that he is even more invested in the children because he almost gives all his time to them.
"Mom!" Red cracked up, so I laughed even harder. Suddenly, a smile appeared on Hiro's lips when Red called him that.
"Yeah, Red, I am your momma." He loaded the boy again, so Rayden came to me. I played with his nose to mine, and he just laughed.
I noticed that they have different attitudes, even though they have the same faces that they inherited from me. Fortunately, they only inherited from their daddy the eye color and thick eyebrows, but after that, their other physical features came from me. Red was cheerful, sociable with people, quick to find friends, and humble in such a young age; however, Rayden is the opposite. Always hides behind me whenever a person approaches him, and I don't force him to be sociable like his brother. I don't want him to feel pressured by me, so I'll just let him whenever he likes.
"What did Rayden do?" I dressed him in a diaper because his clothes were getting heavy and full of urine. "Did you poop?"
"No," he said, shaking his head and eating his hands. I tried to tease him, but he quickly got angry, so I let it go. "I want to eat." He whispered.
"Red, do you want to eat?" I was moving my hand as if eating so he could understand, but I forgot that they were geniuses.
They memorize the alphabet quickly; they can even answer basic math, and even division is just a piece of cake for them. They also learned to read hastily; no wonder their father was a genius. Not to sound arrogant, but I always aimed high too when I was in school.
I fed them with Hiro and me. The four of us are together in my designed house here in Chicago. I can't leave my life here because this helps me from where I am today. Raven didn't track us either, or did he look for me? I doubt that.
Hiro has been with us since he dared to tell his father what his personality is. His father despises him, so he has nowhere to run; he was banned from anywhere related to their family. However, her lovable mother would always secretly give him money, but that wasn't enough for him. So he is here with me, and we work together.
I created my own cosmetics that became popular with the whole mass; they went viral, and that's why our sales increased more and more every day. I became the CEO of my own company with the help of my brain and my twin babies. They are the luck of my life, and I will always consider them the fortune of my life.
"It's sleeping time, Rayden; why are you still awake?" They were kids, and as of now, they share the same bed. At their young age, Rayden is more mature than Red when it comes to thinking.
"I can't sleep," he admitted. I sighed and sat next to him. Red is snoring, I look at Rayden and caress his face as if he were an innocent child who didn't know about many things.
"I'll sing you a lullaby." I pinched his nose and started singing; that's what I always sing for him and Red when they can't sleep. "Is your insomnia attacking baby?" I don't know, but he often can't sleep, and I hear him calling his daddy in his dreams. That makes me start to be perturbed.
When he slumbered, I kissed them both properly. Hiro was yawning, but he still waited for me to come out.
"You should have gone to sleep earlier." I told him. He watches over me too much because he is so protective that he hardly takes his eyes off of me. "I was alright, Hiro."
"No girl, you are not. You're exhausted from your work, and then you'll go home to look after the children. Let me manage your business in the meantime; you know it's my cup of tea." No matter when he brings His flirtatious somewhere,.
He is merely hoping to visit Secretary Kim. I gave him a forehead tap. Knowing Hiro, I would never offer my work to him. Nothing stands with him for very long, not even his family, since he gets bored promptly and quits up conveniently. I stuck with him throughout the entire period owing to his politeness, his demeanor, his attitude, his personality, etc.
"You sleep," he said, leading me to my room. I told him good night, then entered my room and lay down on the bed. Damn, my pillow was pulling my whole body.
I look at the ceiling. I wonder how they are right now. I wonder what he did after everything. He might be glad as I'm no longer an obstacle for him, and he got the revenge he wanted. And finally, he was with Lethia.
Hell! What kind of thoughts am I thinking?!