CHAPTER 22

Two in the morning.

It was two in the freaking morning and here I am, still awake on Zion's bed as I was waiting for him to come home. I tried calling him many times but his number was unreachable and I don't have his friends numbers.

I was never a clingy person and just reasoned out that this is because of my pregnancy. I never have enough sleep so my plan was to stay up until he came home and not attend my classes tomorrow.

"Where could your father be, hmm, baby?" I talked to him as if he could already understand what I'm saying.

I sounded like an idiot waiting for my baby's answer, leading me to let out a loud sigh. I wonder if he even remembered that I am still waiting. Maybe he was too busy spending his time with Irish.

I don't know why that thought suddenly anger me. I let out a loud huff and went to the kitchen to grab some food. The foods that I've cooked earlier was still in the refrigerator, I cooked it for Zion.. he used to love it whenever I cook for him.

I shook my head to let out those negative thoughts and instantly took the food out. If he doesn't want it, then I should have it.

"We'll eat the food mommy cooked, baby. We'll savour it to ourselves." I giggled like a little kid and went to heat it.

I was whistling and rubbing my tummy as it's already normal for me to do. My back was resting at the counter table as I wait for the food and minutes later, I heard the door of Zion's condo opening. As if on cue I know it was already him, with my hands resting on both of sides of my waist, I walk towards to greet him but was stilled when I saw how drunk he was.

"Z-Zion.. what happened?" I asked, a little surprised since he's not the type to come home that drunk. The three buttons of his polo was opened and I can even smell him even with our distance.

Though there was something new to him that I couldn't find, his face looks flush, his eyes were staring at me with fierce and his smell was different. "Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." He uttered and my forehead deeply furrowed.

"What do you mean?" He walks toward me and ever so gently pulled me towards the couch, he sat and made me sit on his lap. His face instantly rested at the hollow of my neck, planting small kisses as he continues to cuddle me in his warm embrace. "Where have you been? Baby and I are waiting for you."

My fingers started to caress his soft hair but instead of answering, a moan almost escaped my lips when he started to suck my skin. The heat in my body instantly rose as Zion's hand begin to touch me on my sensitive spot that only him who was allowed to touch.

With ragged breath I manage to cup his cheeks and when our eyes met, no words can describe how much I missed him, my best friend and the only person whom I can share with my problems. With that in thought I immediately claimed his lips, tasting every bit of this delicacy. Biting, sucking and lapping his lower lips as his hands traced my thigh unto the center of my sheath.

"Zion..." I tilted my head to the side when he started kissing my neck to my ear. I let his fingers played with my wet folds and let the moans and groans that badly want to get out of my mouth. "Ohhh!"

"Fuck you, Irish. Damn, I'm going to bruise your cunt until you can't walk anymore." His dark and lusty voice echoed through my ears. My whole body seems to stop while he was still kissing me intimately.

I couldn't stop the tears that started to build on the corner of my eyes. I suddenly felt numb as soon as I heard him moaning other woman's name as he was making out with me.

It took him a whole minute to realize that I wasn't moving anymore, he looked at me with curious yet burning eyes. "What happened, babe? Did I do something wrong? Are uncomfortable on this position? We can continue this inside my room–"

He wasn't able to finish his sentence when my palm landed on the side of his cheeks. Together with the loud noise that my slap made were the tears that rolled down to my cheeks.

His jaw clenched and I saw his palm fisted, he was still drunk but why does it feel wrong? Even when we started making out I always told him that it was okay if he had a girlfriend or had sex with other women... But everything changed now that I'm already pregnant. Now that he's going to be a father soon.

"I am not Irish." I said in between my sobs but his eyes only pierced on my.

"And so? What the fuck I care if you're not Irish? Go inside our room, I'm going to use you tonight." He uttered under his gritted teeth and that made me feel even worse.

"What are you talking about? What's happening to you, Zion?" He looks like Zion but why is it that I couldn't feel him? He changed, this isn't the Zion that I used to know. My best friend that I loved ever since we were kids. "Zion, please, let's talk first. This is not right." I pleads him with my begging voice but it only anger him instead.

My eyes widened when abruptly got up from his seat, he was quick to grip on my wrist and pulled me inside his room. He hastily pushed me on the bed and without wasting any seconds, he ripped my clothes until I was fully naked under him.

"Zion, please, no. Please." There was fear in my voice and the trembling sensation I was feeling wasn't enough to make him stop. "Zion, get off me!" I tried pushing him away but he was too strong.

He easily pinned me on the bed, that's when I realized how red his eyes were. He looks out of himself and the smell of alcohol coming from him still lingered on my nose that I couldn't help but to feel like vomiting.

"Stay still! Damn it, Allison!" He was ready to slap me again but I already kicked him first, causing him to fall on the floor and giving me enough time to get up.

I ran swiftly out of his room and out of his condo, the only thing I could take a bathrobe to cover my naked body. I ran out and rode the elevator but before it can even close, I saw how he quickly ran to follow me.

With trembling hands, I pushed the buttons fastly and as soon as I was on the ground floor, my wobbly feet ran away from the whole building. I was more worried of the child inside of me that I didn't saw what was coming from.

"Allison!"

Zion shouting for my name and a loud horn coming from a car was the last thing I heard. My still numb body fall on the cold ground while both of my hands cupped my tummy, trying to protect my baby until my eyes fell to unconsciousness.

"Allison. Allison, baby, please wake up." The lid of my eyes still felt heavy but I can hear my mom's voice, crying and trying to wake me up.

I couldn't find my voice but my consciousness is fully awake. I couldn't feel my body and everytime I try to open my eyes, dizziness would instantly stop me.

"M-Mom," my voice broke and the feeling of my dry throat made me wince in pain. Slowly and slowly, the numb I was feeling from my body heavily disappeared, causing me to feel the intense pain on my lower abdomen. "Ahhh! Mom!" I held unto Mom's hand for support but the pain became unbearable.

"Oh my god– Allison! Nurse!" At the same time with mom's call of panic was when Anniza entered the room. Her eyes widen when she saw the commotion inside and hastily went out, I can even hear her shouts from the outside while calling for the doctor.

Even through all the pain, the only thing that's keeping me sane was my child. I can't bear to lose him and I would do anything to save him. "Mommy, my baby..." I cried in my mother's arm before the doctors and nurses came to my side. The injected me something that almost made me daze in sleep but I keep fighting the urge to close my eyes.

I want to know what happened to my baby. I want to know if he was safe or if something happened to him... But I can't help it. I can't stop it.

~ THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW ~

"Doc, please, help my baby, please. I will do everything, doc." Anya's begs and pleads filled the whole room, her sobs and tears made her heart clench in sorrow after Zion called them, telling them that he brought Allison to the hospital after being hit by a car.

"We'll do our best, ma'am. Please, we need to transfer your daughter to the emergency room."

Antonio pulled his wife out of the room and as soon as Anya saw Zion, standing and lowering his head, outside the room as if he was ashamed of meeting their eyes, she abruptly stormed to him and slapped him across the face.

It wasn't enough to show him her anger so she did it again, again, and again until she was screaming in madness. "How could you do this to my daughter!? I treated you like a son, Zion! I defended you from my own husband only to treat my daughter like this!?"

Zion on the other hand was stopping his tears from falling, even him didn't know why he did it. It just happened but he couldn't remember any of it. It just woke him up when he saw Allison on the grown, bleeding.

Remembering Allison and their child, Zion kneeled in front of Anya and Antonio, he didn't stop the sobs that range through his throat and let it all out. He was blaming himself for everything and whatever might happen.

"I'm sorry..." He cried, his lips almost meeting the floor but he didn't care. "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." He kept saying his apologies but none of them wanted to listen to it.

Ten minutes before the doctors brought Allison to the emergency room, the emergency room opened and revealed a doctor that welcomed them with a sad smile.

Zion who was watching and ready to listen to them was gritting his teeth. His heart was beating too fast as if it wanted to get out from his chest. "Please tell me they're alright? Please," he was still om the floor when the doctor looked at him.

"We apologize, Mr. Moretti... But she had a miscarriage and we're afraid that some of her reproductive organs had some major injuries because of the incident. We need to give her a full operation as soon as possible."

The news that the doctor said was like a bomb that was directly dropped in front of them. None of them was able to speak and the first noise that broke the silence was Zion's cries.

"We are going to file a case against you, Zion. We're sorry but we can't forgive you for what you did to our daughter. Not ever." Said Antonio as a lone tear also escaped his eyes.

As Zion was still on the floor, praying and asking for Alison's forgiveness, accepted what Antonio said with all his might. He was ready to serve his life in prison. He was ready to pay for all the pain he had given to the only person he loves.

Allison.