Damaged

I'm Your What?

Jessica's POV:

         I was lying in the grass looking up at the gray sky. I didn’t feel hot or cold. My whole body was heavy which made it hard for me to get up. So I didn’t move a muscle. It was as if the whole world has stopped.

       The feeling of fear entered the entirety of my body. I felt as if someone lifted me up into a sitting position. It felt hard to breathe. I looked down to see my belly really swollen. I could feel something inside me. I wanted to touch my belly. 

        The person who lifted me up held me in his arms and touched my belly. I started to cry. 

       “She’s mine,” D’Angelo whispered into my ear. I froze. My heart hammered in my chest.

      “You can’t have her!” I exclaimed pushing him away and getting up. “I won’t let you have her,” I gritted through my teeth.

       “Come on babe. I thought you wanted to have babies with me. I thought you loved me,” he sweet talked me as he got close enough to touch my belly again. 

        “I did love you and I trusted you, but what you did…” my words faded away slowly. My crying face. I just couldn’t say it. The words wouldn’t come out. I was not ready to say those words yet.   

       “It’s your fault this happened. If you just give me what I want no more blood has to be shed for this.” He stepped forward reaching his hand to touch my face. I stepped back his hand almost touched me.

        “I blame myself everyday, but I know I’m not at fault. I didn’t push you to kill people. I was hurting by the fact that behind my back you were dating Jaime. You lied to me about that and even now I regret the love and time I gave you. I wish I never met you,” I cried harder. “You will never get what you want, and you know why? You are an evil son of a b***h and you will never ever have what you want.” I backed away, my belly shrinking down. I fell into the darkness again. 

         The darkness trying to engulf me into its velvety blanket did not comfort me and I struggled. Then a light appear driving the darkness away.  

        “Who’s there?” I asked.   

        “The question is who are you?” The velvety voice asked back. 

        “Please don’t fuckin play these games with me. Just answer my question first,” I cried. “I’m done with all the bullshit,” I cried out again.

        “Well I guess we will never know about each other, but I believe you are one of my sisters that we have been looking for. I can’t really see you, but I hope that we can find each other again.” He started to fade out. “May we meet again,” then silence. The darkness was back. It felt really calm, but not me.

       “What the f**k?” I whispered to myself. I was so confused that I really could not grasp what he said. “What did he mean I’m one of his sisters that they’ve been looking for? Who is they?” These questions rolled around in my head.