Chapter 3 - Willing

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*Zefra's POV* --- "How would you feel if your only and true love will be taken away from you, Zefra? The only man that you ever loved and has shown you that the world is a wonderful place to live. How would you move on if all that is left to you are misery, heartache, and his child in your womb? Tell me? Am I not allowed to live happily? Don't I deserve to be loved?" Monica let out with sorrow is evident in her voice, and I bet that she's on the verge of crying. And, I tried to think of how will I make her feel okay. Damn! I can't relate, because... first of all, I'm not pregnant and never have been; second, I haven't found the right person that truly owned my heart; and lastly, I never had a man in my life, not even a father, and I'm gay as f**k. But, I'm not gonna tell her those, because I wanna make her feel good, alright? "Well, that's truly tragic. I'm so sorry, Monica. And no, no person deserves to suffer like that kind of pain. That b***h who snitched your man is ultimately evil and selfish. She should just find another guy. There are actually billions in the whole wide world. There are even thousands in this city, and she happens to steal yours? That's pathetic!" I let out a bit mad, and she nodded her head lightly while a sad smile is plastered on her face. "You're right. She is the worst. And, with the struggle that I am feeling, right now, I just don't know if I could see sunshine again. Tomorrow, if that wedding will happen, it will also be the end of me. I don't wanna live anymore and see them happy and have all the things that they want, while I am suffering in the dark. I want to end this misery and---" She uttered, hopelessly, and I cut her off. "Hey, no, don't! It's not a good idea to think of the end. It's not the end of the world if it happens. Remember that you are not only getting rid of your life if ever you will do that but also the life of the child in your womb. And especially, it's not healthy for the both of you if you'll think negatively. You should not stress yourself out, because it will also be bad for the baby." I told her, and she bit her lower lip and inhaled deeply. "But, how? How will I not think of the end if he is my happiness, and he was all that I have? And, this baby? If it will be born, he or she won't have a good life, ever. And, he doesn't know that I am pregnant. But we have those wonderful plans together for our future and our family. How will it ever happen if that b***h took everything from me? It's just like she took my life away, too. I wanna end it, Zefra. Because there's no other thing that I could think of to find the solution to this problem of mine." She cried out, and I let out a deep sigh. Well, this is so f*****g hard, even for me that I am just listening to this miserable woman's burden, how much more to her? f**k, I do have problems but I have my sisters to share those with, and I'm glad that my mother is recovering fast now. But this human being beside me seems like she's in the middle of the ocean while a shark is about to rip her systems in a thousand pieces and digest them. Mhmm, I just don't know if how am I gonna help her. "Uh... No, suicide is never an answer, Monica. Maybe we could still do something about it. Have faith and hope for the best for you and your baby. But taking your life is not an option to be free from that misery." I advised, and she moistened her red lips before speaking. "Would you ever help me, Zefra? I badly want to end my life, but I guess you are an angel that is sent to me. To help me get through this hell. I want to stop that wedding, but... I need your help. Will you?" She asked, full of hope, and I could finally see a sign of positivity in her voice. "Yeah, I'd gladly help you. You deserve to be happy and that baby of yours, too." I answered, and her face lightened up. Then, I was surprised when she suddenly hugged me. So, I patted her back, and she thanked me. --- "I want you to stop that wedding for me." She stated, and I swallowed hard. What? "Uh... well, why me? I mean... I mean... umm, how---" I stuttered in reply, and she cut me off. "You, because if I will show up there, tomorrow, and speak up my burden as to why they should not be wed... what if she'll attack me? She hates me and will hate me more for stopping it, and I know that she will do something bad to me. Because... because she is evil, remember?" She explained in frustration while holding her belly. "Oh, yeah, right. And, you have a baby. That would be bad. But let me think for a moment." I replied as I roll the folder in my hold, and she nodded her head to let me think extensively. "But... umm, I'm... I'm willing to pay you any amount, Zefra. Just do it for me. Name a price, and even if I will give you all my money and everything, I'll do it, and I'll give it to you. Just help me. Please." She uttered and begged helplessly. Damn! "No, I don't accept payment. Because... if I'll say help, it is just help. Keep your money with you, and you can use it for your family in the future. And, you can't argue with me, because I will just end up not doing it for you. I'll do it. I'll stop the wedding. Yeah, I'm willing to help you. And for me, saving your life and your baby is enough payment for it." I stated with all my truth, and she smiled in relief. "Really? Why are you so good to me? You really are a true angel and a savior. I just don't know what to do if I didn't meet you, today. Thank you so much! Thank you, and I will forever be thankful to you." She uttered in gratefulness, and I smiled warmly. And honestly, it feels good to help other people that need it most. "No problem. And, I'm actually good to everyone if they are worth my goodness. But yeah, let's discuss if how will I do that mission tomorrow." I replied, and she chuckled softly. "Yeah, the mission it is. And, umm... let's plan it out. But first, can I ask you something?" She began and asked me to which I nodded my head in response. "Do you have pictures in your phone of you and your boyfriend? Or exes?" She asked curiously, and I opened my mouth but closed it back again. How should I tell her that I don't have any men in my life? Can pictures of me and my ex-girlfriends qualify? "Umm... no, I'm sorry. I don't have those. And, I never had a boyfriend... before." I admitted, and she seemed shocked to hear it. And, it's the absolute truth. "Oh, wow! Why? I mean... umm, you look stunning that could even pass as Victoria's Secret supermodel, and you are so freaking amazing. Why on earth that you never had one? Well, not to be rude, but... yeah, you look gorgeous." She complimented in disbelief, and I could feel my face heating up. Don't flatter me, ma'am, because I would really believe it. "Well, uh... thanks! But, umm, I actually have... umm... wait, let me count." I uttered and tried to remember the number of relationships that I have in the past. "Uh... fifteen, no, there's Hailey, and oh, Sabrina. Damn, how could I forget her? Yeah, I have seventeen girlfriends in the past. Well, ex-girlfriends." I stated as I finally remember, and her jaw dropped in shock. Is it that surprising, or it's so hard to believe? "Oh, that's... a lot. And... you're a lesbian?" She muttered and asked the golden question. I just hope that she's not a homophobe. "Yep," I answered while popping the p. Well, I am proud of my sexuality, and thankfully, my family accepted me. But I don't want to think that it runs in the genes since Molly is gay, too. I don't know about Riley though. "Okay, that's even better. Because... I'm gonna destroy her badly in the eyes of Tim's parents and everyone. It's payback time for the mess that she caused me." She let out, and I got curious about this plan of hers. And, I'm also nervous about it as to why being gay is a good part of it. "So... umm, do you have pictures with you? Because I'm gonna ask someone to edit them with her face on behalf of your exes. And, videos if there are. That's even greater. And, all you have to do is tell everyone that you are in a long-term relationship and you love each other. And, you don't have to worry if what to do with those pictures because those will be flashed on the big screen of the church. I know the person that operates the multimedia presentations. Just do your part in objecting if the officiant will ask if whoever will oppose the union. I just know that she will be wrecked. Can you do it?" She explained, and I think I lost my tongue, so I just nodded my head slowly in response. Damn, it's a church wedding?
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