Chapter2
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“I'm pregnant,” I said.
“Abort it” He said so lightly as if he was asking a kid to go to his room.
“What?!!” I yelled, “ you r***d me and can't take responsibility for the consequences!”
“I said abort it!!” He yelled.
At that, students passing by the corridor stopped to watch the scene but I didn't give a s**t.
“Bro!! I'm pregnant!!! For you, you r***d me!!” I yelled back.
“Who gives a f**k!! You know what? You want to keep it?”
“I'm not excited to keep it. I'm not excited you r***d me. You're just an asshole, and you're taking this baby!”
He scoffed, “You can force yourself to keep it, but you can't force me to take responsibility”
“f**k you!! You will. I'm not excited my child will have a pain in the ass like you as a father”
He ignored me. I went to him and threw the envelope to his face.
Then, I went closer to Natasha who stood by the wall. She looked me in the eye with great fear.
“b***h” I spat before leaving.
Days later, I was the topic of the dermatology department. I felt so humiliated. Yet, Ryan insisted on me aborting the child but I couldn't. I couldn't handle it all, I had to pack my bags and leave college.
I made up my mind to stay home for 4 years when the students who witnessed the whole scene would all have graduated. It was difficult to let go and waste 4 years but I had to since the humiliation was overwhelming.
I only prayed to God for me not to ever cross paths with Natasha again in my entire existence because what I would do to her would be a sin against God.
Months later, I got myself a job at a restaurant but I was slacking behind as the pregnancy was very draining. I ended up getting sacked but I needed a job to take care of myself and Aria, yet I was drained and depressed.
One day, I was home alone since Aria went to school. I was so lost in thoughts, depression did me dirty. Then, I felt a sharp pain in my belly. I didn't know what it was but it was really painful. I didn't know where to run to or who to call for help.
I only stood and decided to go grab my phone to call my friend, Ria, but then I felt a warm liquid substance run down my legs. I prayed it wasn't what it was but…..
{Back to present}
“Luna!!” A voice jolted me awake from my thoughts.
My neck snapped to the person, “Elnora” I whispered.
“What's wrong? Classes are over, everyone is gone. You've been staring into space for hours”
I sighed, “Nothing. I'm sorry. What time is it?”
“It's 5pm”
Fuck!! I missed all the classes. How the f**k did I think for 8 hours straight!! Holy s**t!!
“Let's go to the dorm,”she added.
“I kind of missed the class so I'm gonna head to the library” I said.
“Good thing I have to hang out with the girls and have a girl talk”
“Arghhh… please don't tell me about it. All your girl talks are always about that mother fucker”
I didn't remember his name but I didn't know what they saw in him. Yes, he's cute but he's no cuter than a regular guy. Maybe because he was rich, they said he was a millionaire or something but all that is s**t, wealthy people are arrogant as always. I mean of all classes, they chose to like a wealthy guy- eww.
“Why do you hate him so much?” She asked.
“You know why”
“Wealthy people are not arrogant. They're just classy, your point of view is ridiculous. Also, he’s really humble”
“If you say so” I said as I stood up.
“See ya”
I left and headed for the library. On my way to the library, some guys were staring at me which made me nervous like someone who s**t in their pants.
I held onto my bag tightly but they never stopped staring. I didn't realize when I tripped over something, I staggered to maintain balance but it was over, my head aimed straight for a rock on the floor. Suddenly, everything seemed to stop, I was in mid air.
I looked a bit above me and it was a guy, the same millionaire or billionaire or whatever they called him. He was hovering over me with me in his arms. I quickly got up.
“Thanks” I said then continued walking away. I never wanted anything to do with wealthy people.
They were oppressors. I remembered my high school days when those rich bitches used to bully me as if I was nothing.
I felt him hold my arm, I quickly jerked my arm away from his grip and turned to look at him. I rubbed my arm, exactly where he touched me, as if he touched me with dirt.
“I'm sorry”He apologized while scratching the back of his neck.
I nodded and averted his ocean blue eyes.
“I just need directions to the library and… I- I'm sorry.”. Go straight to the point and stop apologizing!! “I was told it was this way. Can you take me there? Please?”
Okay, that was the first time I heard a wealthy human say please, they'd rather say ‘hey b***h. Show me to the library, I'll pay you’. He was quite humble but….no…. He might be pretending.
I nodded and continued walking towards the library with him right behind me. When I got there, he told me the nicest thank you I've ever heard, it was so sweet I didn't know when I started smiling ear to ear but I still didn't say a word to him.
I searched for the perfect book to read but I couldn't concentrate, he kept finding his way into my head.
His sweet smile exposing his dimple.
His blue eyes.
His perfect teeth.
His height.
The best of them all, his humility.
Fuck!! How the f**k did I end up thinking about him. He was a wealthy guy and I was a classist. I hated wealthy people and I didn't want to relate with them. But here I was, thinking about a wealthy guy.
I closed the book and put it back where I found it before going back to my dorm. On my way to the dorm, I bought a hotdog to eat for dinner after I realized I hadn't eaten anything throughout the entire day, yet I wasn't starving.
#Damien's POV#
“Hey. Excuse me, I'm sorry for interrupting but can you tell me where the library is?” I asked a girl standing outside the general purpose classroom.
She smiled and gladly gave me directions which I followed, but I seemed to get lost in some part so I had to ask someone else.
Some guys were hanging around but they looked notorious so I couldn't ask them. They all had their eyes on a young lady walking by,
“Damn, she's hot” I overheard one of them speak.
The lady was indeed hot but they looked like they had crazy thoughts in their head. I quickly approached the lady to ask her where the library was but she missed a step, and she almost fell. I quickly caught her.
“Oh s**t, she's got a boyfriend” One of the guys said.
As soon as she looked at my face, she quickly got out of my arms as if she was scared I would bite her head off.
“Thanks” She said, her voice sweet and solemn.
She held onto the strap of her bag and moved on walking as fast as she could but I caught up to her and held her in her arms.
I understood she was scared and cautious because of the guys around but she was overdoing it, as if I was her ex who cheated on her.
She jerked my hand away, turned to face me and wiped her arm as if dirt touched her- f**k!! Was I irritating her?!!
I kindly asked for directions and she led me without saying a word to me.
I entered the library and started reading a book I was interested in. Then, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I fetched it out and saw it was a call from Dad- what the f**k did he want this time?!
I didn't answer the call. He called and called and called again but I didn't answer it, yet he never stopped. I had to answer it.
“Dad!” I whispered.
“Damien,” He called.
“I can’t talk now Dad, I’m in the library” I whispered,
“I don't care, Damien. Mr Ridges told me Sophie said you have been ignoring her in college”
“She's lying” I lied.
“Then what's the truth?”
“I haven't seen her”
“Then find her!! We talked about this, Damien”
“But, Dad. I'm not here because of Sophie. I'm here to study”
“Why don't you come right here and say that to my face”
“Dad, this is my decision”
“I am your father!!”
I ended the call angrily and put my phone on do not disturb.
I didn't know why he put his business before my happiness. He wanted me to marry a b***h like Sophie, only because he wanted to get a contract with the third richest man in the country but I didn't give a s**t about all that.
Yes, I didn't have a girlfriend or anything but I didn't want an arrogant b***h like Sophie. Why did she have to choose to come to the same college as me? That just proves how much of a desperado she is.
I already told him I wasn't willing to marry Sophie. I couldn't PRETEND to date her but not MARRY. Marriage is a big word, it's a huge step, I can't just marry someone I don't like because of money and end up not being happy.
This Sophie girl wasn't just any girl, she loved going to the extreme, I guess that's why she isn't married at the age of 27, and her only option is to force herself on guys like me. I had never loved desperate girls in my life, I loved reserved girls like the one who showed me to the library.
I remembered the day Sophie tried to seduce me, I'd never forget the way I pushed her off me. She ended up being embarrassed.
I left the library and headed to my dorm, the dorm was quite cozy. I was impressed by this university, the only thing I didn't love was that there wasn't a private kitchen but I heard it was like that in almost all universities.
#Luna's POV#
I got out of bed, it was a beautiful Saturday morning. It meant the first thing I had to do was call Ria, my friend back home who my little sister stayed with. But I had to go grocery shopping first then go to the university's kitchen.
I headed straight to the kitchen after getting some food stuff. I decided to make spaghetti and sauce.
But when I got into the kitchen, I turned, ready to leave when I saw him.
“Wait. We can share, "he said.
Didn't he get that I wanted nothing to do with him? But he was being overly nice.
I turned, “okay, thanks”
I walked in and placed my food stuff on the cabinet top. I put a pot of water on the stove and waited patiently for it to boil. He was also waiting for his chicken to cook.
“Damien, and you?”He said.
I looked at him, then reluctantly answered, “Luna”
“Nice name. What inspired it?”
Why the f**k was he so much interested in me?!! Didn't he get it? I wanted nothing to do with wealthy people.
“My parents loved moon gazing. And also, my Dad was an astronaut”
“Oh. So, Luna…. What do you say, we hang out sometime. Maybe tomorrow?”
I shook my head.
“Well, it seems like you don't actually like me. You've been avoiding a conversation with me. Why?”
I sighed, “Honestly, I'm a classist, I don't socialize with wealthy people and I hear you're a billionaire or something”
“And why are you a classist?”
“Wealthy people are arrogant”
“I agree, but not all”
“Just what an arrogant person would say”
He laughed. His laugh was so f*****g perfect. I stared at his cute dimple.
“So, you're still not gonna hang out with me tomorrow? We could go out of the university, you know?”
“Fine. I'll make an exception for you”
“I'm glad.”
“What a nice way to say thank you. You're welcome”
“Oh. I'm sorry” He laughed as he went to check on his chicken.
“And also, we don't have to go out of the university. There are 3 Starbucks in the on-campus”
“Really?”
“Of course. This is the university of Miami”
“Wow.” He exclaimed.
- Writer
