Over the moon

Over the moon
Abram~

"Abram... please tell me she will be fine. I can't loose her, i have already lost my dad I can't loose my mom...I can't lose my best friend. Why hasn't she woken up yet?"

Mom?

Meera would have been over the moon if she heard this from this little girl she is wanting to make hers.

You will have to wake up soon pigeon. Your loved ones are waiting for you.

I brought Elsie to my chest and kissed on the top of her head while she cried "she will be fine...I promise".

That accident has put her in a coma and from the past one week she is in that state. Doctors said she needs healing, her brain is traumatized.

As I was about to step inside her room, a soft hand held mine, stopping me. I turn and it was Charlotte.

"I have already signed the papers. Now only your signatures are needed" she said.

Ending a five year relationship is not tough for me but still something stings inside "I am sorry Charlotte for the love I couldn't give you, for the love you deserved ".

My throat clogged with emotions I couldn't seem to let out. I hope we stay friends after this.

"You have given me enough Abram. You have given me our daughter, you have given me a friend... please don't be in any kind of burden. Take care of my sister."

I nodded and pulled her in for a hug. The familiar warmth. I am glad to have her in my life. I hope she also finds someone who would love her just the way she deserves.

"Tell Angela that I will be coming home tonight" .

I finally walked inside the silent room, my gaze fixating on the love of my life. She was sleeping silently, healing, getting stronger.

I sat beside her on the empty stool and stroked her bald head now, she would be so in pain after she will wake up and won't find her hair.

A grinned form in my mouth "Even if you decides to stay bald, you'd still look cute".

I lean towards her and kissed on her forehead.

"I love you"



Paris~

"We did this to her...you know that right?" my voice held guilt. Guilt of not standing up for me. Guilt of not standing up for my daughter.

"It's not our fault that she turned out to be like a hysterical freak". My fist clenched and I bit my inner cheek trying to control myself from murdering this man.

Because I am same as him. I ruined my daughter's childhood the way he did.

"Why didn't you love her? She is your child...still you always hated her, your own kid" .

I just want to know how could one hate their own kid like this.

"I don't hate her, I just have nothing to do with her. And I didn't want her in the first place...you are the one who refused to have an abortion. And why are you asking me this?"

I blinked back the tears as the memories from past rushed back. He became monster that night because i wanted to have the baby.

"I am divorcing you" I said with confidence something I buried years ago.

"The fuck is wrong with you? Don't vex me Paris. I swear I will..."

I swung my hand across his cheek as hard as I could. God it feels good. I wish I had done it sooner.

I slapped him again "I will what , huh..

Beat me, rape me, cheat on me?" I yelled. Few passerbys stopped enjoying the show.

"Don't you dare to make a scene here in Paris" he gritted and I like it. The stupid businessman James St. James is embarrassed.

"I am Paris Lauren...I am destined to make a scene".

"We will go home and sort this out. I know you are upset because our daughter is in ICU but she will be fine, darling".

A sobbed chuckle left my mouth "upset...I am angry that I let this happen to my daughter. She got traumatized because her mother couldn't stand up for herself. "

I tried hard not break down. Last time Meera was here because of her eating disorder. She got a liver problem. Because her father won't stop comparing her to others. He won't stop taunting her.

I wish I had told her that she is the most beautiful girl. I wish I had told her that she is perfect and I can see her efforts.

I wish I had protected her.

"I have signed the papers and be grateful that I am not taking any alimony from a broke bastard like you" I said.

He doesn't have anything to give me. And I don't want anything from this disgusting man.

"Paris don't do this...how can you end our twenty five years of relationship like this...I am sorry. Please forgive me".

I chuckled blankly. Years ago when he raised his hand on me for the first time he begged me in the same way. But I was naive back then and wanted to prove my parents that I made a good choice by marrying him.

"This is a new life for her and this time I will make sure nothing stays the same. Everything will be just like she wanted".

Five years ago Meera pleaded me to leave London with her but I was coward. But no more. I will try to be stronger for my daughters.

I thought I would die of heartbreak if James and I would get divorce but I guess I was wrong.

I feel good. I feel free. And I will make sure my daughter gets hold of her life herself unlike her mother.

I am gonna be good mom now... I know it's way too late but I still want to be there for both of my daughters.

Something that I have never done before.



Hope you all liked the chapter. Next will be updated tomorrow.

Buh bye.

Love Pia.