THE NIGHT IN ROOM 408

Mirabel pov I received a call from Jake, asking me to meet him at the Royal Hotel. As I stood in front of the majestic building, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. This wasn't the first time I had to come and rescue Jake when he got drunk during his boys' night out. I took the elevator to room 408 as instructed and found him lying on the bed, completely wasted. I approached him to carry him up, but he suddenly pulled me towards him, turning me in a way that I found myself lying beneath him. "Jake, get the hell off me," I said pushing him with all my strength but he didn't even budge, he was far stronger than me. He caressed my lower lips with his thumb and said "Mira, you don't know how long I have wanted to do this," "I'm sorry, Jake, but you're drunk. Please get off of me and I'll take you home," I told him firmly, trying to be as courageous as possible. "Shh, Mira," he hushed me with a finger to his lips, indicating that he wanted me to stop talking. With a sudden burst of desire, he took hold of my lips and kissed me with a fervor that left me breathless. As he kissed me his hands wandered my body, and he tore my clothes as though he was possessed by the devil, the look in his eyes was different from the normal calm look I get from him, his look was filled with lust and desire, I tried as much as I could to stop him but I was powerless. "Don't worry Mira, I will make you feel good," he said as he entered me. I lay beside him sobbing silently, he dozed off immediately after he finished taking me, he was my best friend, how could he, and it was my first time. I silently got out of bed, and put on my clothes which were no better than a rag, I took one last look at him and left. I didn't go to school for two weeks, I didn't want to meet Jake, I didn't stay at my house because I knew he would find me there so I stayed at grandma's house. I saw many missed calls from him and text messages saying that we needed to talk but I didn't reply to any of them. What was even more bizarre was that I started noticing some changes in my body, I slept more than I usually do, and my cravings were over the roof, I started vomiting continuously, and I couldn't take it anymore so I visited a doctor. "Miss, are you with your husband," the doctor inquired. "No, am still in college and am only 20," I answered quite embarrassed by his question. "Well, miss the results says you are 2 weeks pregnant," the doctor said handing over the test result to me, the word pregnant kept on ringing in my ears. "Are you sure these results are for me," I asked praying with every faith in me that I would get no as an answer, I wished the doctor would tell me that the test results were misplaced and that I was just suffering from malaria. "I am pretty sure that the results are yours," the doctor said firmly. "God, why me," My heart was completely shattered, I wasn't ready to be a mother, at least not at this age. I thanked the doctor and left. "What's wrong with you, you seem down," came grandma's concerned voice. "Am just suffering from a small malaria," I will be fine after taking the drugs prescribed for me by the doctor," I lied. I couldn't bring myself to tell her about my pregnancy result. Many thoughts came through my mind, I considered abortion. But, God I don't want to die early. I was completely broken. Should I tell Jake about the result, hell no. The pregnancy was a mistake and he will probably suggest an abortion. Then I took a life-changing decision to drop out of school and be the best mother to my child. I gathered the little savings I had with me and traveled to the city, where I will work tirelessly to create a life for myself and my child. Jake pov I woke up feeling a slight headache, I must have drunk a lot yesterday night, I got off the bed, but I could smell a faint smell of rose and vanilla and the scent was not unfamiliar, it was the scent from Mira, "was she here?" I asked myself, my eyes flashed on the bed and I saw blood stains on the bed sheet. I went closer to take a look and confirm if what I saw was real and behold, it was. That was when the memories of last night came flooding my mind. "God, what have I done," I asked myself. I picked up my phone immediately and dialed Mira's number, but it was unavailable. I paid my hotel bills and drove to her house but it was locked, I waited hours for her hoping to see her but I didn't, I felt so lost and disappointed in myself. "She trusted me, how can I do that to her?" I asked myself. It was already two weeks and I hadn't seen her, and it hurts, I missed her so much. I couldn't get the image of that night off my mind. I kept on going to her house daily waiting for her to come back, but she didn't and so, weeks turned into months and months turned into years and she didn't come back. five years have passed, and I have made billions, I own a multi-billion company, and though I have everything, one thing is still lacking and that is Mira. She is the only woman I have ever loved. I have a girlfriend but still, I crave her touch, and I can't get through that feeling of betrayal. I betrayed her.