Chapter 58 :

Chapter 58 :
\-ZOEY ASHFORD-

A loud crash woke me up from my deep slumber.. I looked around the entire place, wondering what the cause of the noise could be.

The sound came again and it made me startle.

If I can remember, I slept alone in the apartment after Mariah had to rush back to the hospital because there was an emergency.

"Mariah?... Is that you?"

I got no response. Rather, I heard heavy footsteps and it made my anxiety grow.

I got off the bed, nervous and scared.. I looked around my room but the only thing I could find meaningful were my slippers. It's the only weapon I could find.

I know it's nothing, but I grabbed it and moved out of my room, slowly and quietly as I could.

Balls of sweat formed on my forehead... What if it's a thief?.. A thug or a serial killer.

I know I should call the police but I can't just sit in my room and no nothing.

My grip around my slipper tightened. I held it firmly against myself.

The leaving room was clear with no one in sight and then...

Crash!!!

I flinched when the sound came suddenly again.

I clamped my hands against my lips to stop myself from screaming and attracting the attention of the thief.

It's coming from the kitchen.

With shaky legs, I moved towards the kitchen and found a manly figure crouched in front of the refrigerator.

My heart skipped. But with a swift move, I began to hit him hard with my slipper.

"You scumbag.. How dare you break into my home and try to steal from me. Jerk, I'll make sure your it in jail"

I hit him hard with all my strength even though I know fully well that he won't feel any pain at all.

I expected him to fight back.. Maybe push me aside and run away, but he burst into laughter.

"You never seem to amaze me, Zoey..." He stood up and turned around.

"Wes?" I called out, surprised.

"Yes.. Wait, did you think someone broke into your apartment?"

"Of course. Then what's all that crashing sound?"

"I'm sorry if that woke you up. I was trying to make pancakes and I kinda messed everything up, so..." He gestured to the entire kitchen and that's when I realized how messy the kitchen is.

And I realized one thing as well.. How casually I was speaking to him.

My face turned sour.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm here to look after you... Aren't you aware?"

"Why didn't you knock or ring the doorbell before coming in?.."

"Uh.. I figured you might still be sleeping and I didn't want to disturb so I put in the password"

I scoffed at his ridiculous excuse.

He didn't want to wake me up yet he got me scared, thinking that a serial killer had come to kill me.

"I'm sorry Zoey, if that made you upset"

"You should learn to knock, Wes... I don't have to tell you that"

"Fine.. I'm sorry"

"Remind me why you are here again, Wes"

"To take care of you.." He responded.

"Does that require you making breakfast for me?"

He rubbed the back of his neck and maybe I placed my question in the wrong way.

"You know what, just forget about it"

I turned to leave hwne. he grabbed my arm, stopping me from leaving.

"Hold on a sec, Zoey.."

I looked at his hands on mine, then back at him. I took my hands off.

"What is it?"

"I'm just wondering how we got to this stage. We used to be so close.. now you won't even spare me a glance"

"That's all in the past, Wes.. This is the present, let's face reality" I told him.

"But we can replay the past. We can go back to how we used to be. You just don't want to let everything go"

"Why should I? Tell me , Wes... if you were in my shoes, would you let go of things so easily? Would you forgive those who broke your trust completely?"

He didn't respond.

"Right.. You can't give an answer and that shows how you barely understand my feelings. You led me on.. like a fool. Not just you but that cousin of yours as well. You know what? I don't want to keep going on and on about these things anymore"

"I hate to say this, Zoey, but I guess you leave me with no choice. You are self-centered..."

I raised a brow.

"Yes.. You are self-centered and all you think about is yourself and what you feel. What about how I feel? What about my own feelings, do they all mean nothing to you? And maybe you deserve what Chase did to you. Leaving you at the courthouse and...."

I cut him off with a tight slap across his cheeks

Tears welled up in my eyes as his words pierced through my heart.

I am self-centered?.. I care about just my feelings?

How can he say that to me? I care about my feelings yet I let him take responsibility.

All I'm trying to do is just stand up for myself so I don't look weak in front of everyone. So it doesn't look like I'm trying to depend on them.

All I want to do is prove that I'm capable of taking care of my baby with or without their help.

And he stands before me and say that I'm self centered? When I couldn't have fun with my school mates just because I claimed to be engaged to someone?

He has no idea how that hurt me and he says I only think about myself?

"Zoey.."

"Get out" I gritted out.

"Zoey.. please, I didn't mean to say that to you"

"But you already did, So Get out"

"Zoey.."

"Get out!!!" I yelled loudly and began pushing him out.

I didn't wait to listen.. I have no patience for that. Not after what just happened.

I slammed the door at him, biting my lower lips and trying to fight back the tears that were threatening to spill out of my eyes.

I told Mariah I don't want them close to me. I told her I needed some space and all she talked about was about them taking responsibility for the baby.

Is this what it's going to be like having them around?.. if it is, then I'm not having any of it.