Diamond

Chapter 9

Michelle's P.O.V

I didn't know what to do at that moment when I saw him. Everything inside of me wanted to run to him, hug him and never let go because of how much I missed him; his touch, his voice, his embrace, his kiss. I wanted it all at that moment but I still remained frozen in my spot.

"Hi gorgeous," he said with his smooth voice and a nervous smile on his face.

I missed him so much and his voice just made me lose a little bit of my restrain as I took a step towards him. Suddenly I remembered the last time I heard his voice and what he said to me, and that was enough for me to stop after taking three steps towards him.

"Why are you here?" I say with my voice cold, even though I could feel that I was close to crying.

"I came to see if you were okay... If you and the baby are okay," he said with his eyes going down to my stomach.

I won't lie when he said that, I wanted to go to him and be in his embrace but my stubborn ass didn't let me budge.

"Baby? What baby?" I ask wanting to see how he would react.

I could see that he didn't know how to respond to my question. It took him a few seconds before he answered me.

"Did something happen... to... the baby?" he asks nervously.

"Again which baby?... Oh you mean the one that I'm carrying, well everything is fine with my baby but I don't know why you are asking," I ask still acting dumb.

"Because I'm concerned about the both of you,"

"I'm flattered that you are concerned about me, but I don't understand why you need to be worried about the baby, MY baby," I say with an emphasis on 'my'.

He was about to say something but I cut him off.

"It's not like you're the father or have any relations to my baby," I say with a straight face.

"But you said that I was the father,"

"Well you were the father until you said that I should abort the baby, then after that you became nothing to this baby that I am carrying,"

The look of hurt in his eyes made me want to stop what I'm saying and just talk to him but I also wanted to hurt him the same way he did me.

And you don't have to tell me, I already know that it's wrong.

"Michelle, please don't be like that. I am sorry for what I said to you, I was an i***t who was only thinking about my own selfish needs. Please forgive me or at least give me the chance to show you how sorry I am," he says while walking closer to me but I put out my hand stopping him.

"Tell me this if I wasn't in a car accident would you have changed your mind so quickly? No, you would still be saying the same thing and acting like a jerk. So do not come here and try to say otherwise because I don't know who you are trying to convince, me or yourself?"

"I know that I would have changed my mind because I love you and I love this baby... the accident just made me realize it sooner and now that I am here I don't want to lose the both of you,"

At this point I was trying everything in me to not cry, even though I feel the tears building up in my eyes I was not going to let them fall.

"Please leave, the doctor said I need to relax and not be in any stress and right now you are making my stress levels go up. So please go,"

"Shantelle drove me here, I c..." I glared at him before he could finish.

"Fine if that is what you want then I will go," he starts walking towards the door, he pauses when he was about to go out.

"Just know that I am not giving up on the both of you, I want you and our baby, and I will fight every day to make you see that I am sincere," after he said that he went out and closed the door.

I couldn't hold on anymore, I sat on the floor leaning on to the nearest couch and started crying. I was crying about everything, about how much I missed him and how I wanted to go after him and pull him into a hug. I was crying about how he made me feel alone before the accident and all the time that I was in the hospital still thinking that he didn't want me and the baby. I was crying because I felt weak and hopeless, I didn't know what to do and all I wanted was the best for my baby girl, but did that mean that I have to let him back in or keep pushing him away.

Mostly I was crying because of these stupid hormones.

I feel arms hugging me and rubbing my back, when I was done crying I saw that it was Shantelle.

"Come let's go to your room so that you can lie down," she helped me get up from the floor and walked me to my room.

When we got there instead of going to lie down I went to the balcony and sat on the chair that I was sitting on, Shantelle went inside and came back with another chair that was in my room.

She sat next to me and held my hand softly caressing it.

"Are you okay now?" she asks handing me my juice.

I drink it and just nod my head.

"Can you tell me what was happening because I'm lost," she asks.

I take a deep breath and start telling her about everything; from beginning until to what took place downstairs, and about how I have been feeling throughout everything.

"Wow, I'm just glad that you and the baby are okay after that accident," she says after I finished talking.

"So what are you going to do about Adrian, are you going to let him back in or...?" she asks softly not wanting to upset me.

"Honestly I have no idea on what I am going to do, I don't want to deprive my daughter of her father but at the same time I don't want him anywhere near me... I will just wait and see how I am feeling as time goes on because my mind is all over the place," I put my face in my hands and start taking deep breaths to calm myself.

"Okay then there is no rush... Let's talk about something else," Shantelle suggests as she can see that I'm trying not to cry again.

We start talking about random things; novels, places we want to visit, cars, we eventually talk about school and i tell her that I want to continue with my course, but from now on I will have to do everything online.

Mrs. Anderson came in my room to give me my new phone, saying that my mom's assistant just dropped it off. She also told us that lunch was ready, before she could say that she would bring it up to us I interrupted her and said that we will come downstairs and we were going to eat outside.

Opening the bag I saw that it was an iPhone 13 pro max in gold, I appreciated it because my last phone was an iPhone 11. I know that if I switched it on then I won't want to leave it so I put it my study table and took Shantelle's hand dragging her downstairs.

We took our food, went out to the veranda and continued catching up. Before I knew it, it was time for her to leave and I was sad because I missed her so much but she promised me to visit again on Saturday as today was Tuesday. I felt that it was too far but I know that she has a life of her own so I can't ask her to come by every day.

I waved to her as she drove off, mom's car come into view. She stopped in front of the main door and one of the drivers came and drove the car to the garage.

"Hey Michi, was that Shantelle who I just saw?" she asks as she hugs me for dear life.

"Mom you're squishing me," she finally lets go. "Yes it was, she came to visit me,"

"Was she here alone?" she asks while we're walking upstairs to her bedroom.

"Uhhh... well she..." I didn't know whether to tell her or not, but it was no use lying. "She was here with Adrian, he didn't stay for a long time,"

"Why did he leave?"

"I asked him to leave, I wanted to spend the day with Shantelle," I throw myself on her bed.

"Oh, I would have thought that you would want to spend the day with him and catch up," she goes to her closet to change clothes and shoes.

I don't answer her, my mind goes back to what happened with him earlier.

"Michi, what's wrong?" she asks after I don't answer her.

She somehow always know when something is wrong with me.

I tell her about what happened between me and Adrian, and the look on her face changed real quick to angry.

"HE SAID WHAT!!! WHAT KIND OF A PERSON SAYS SUCH!!!" she shouts. "And to think that he came here and acted all sad and desperate trying..."

"When did he come here?" I interrupt her.

"Two days shortly after we came home, I was going to tell you about it but I wanted you to get settled in before having visitors over. I'm sorry Michi I should have told you earlier, I told him that you will call him when you are ready but I guess he got impatient," she sits next to me.

"Did he ever send me anything... like flowers or... something?" I ask taking a guess.

"Most of the things in your hospital room I brought them there, all from your friends. Three days before you came home I found out that Adrian came by with his parents to ask about you. At that time I was spending most of my time with you in the hospital and your father was the one who came home more, before he went to business meetings," we walk out of the room.

"Adrian has been coming over to the house for the past two weeks asking which hospital you were in and every time he came by he would bring something with him. One day it is flowers, the next it's a teddy bear, a get well soon basket with all your favourite foods, he even brought some books for you to read. And because I wasn't home, he would meet with your father or any one of the house staff and they would just take it and put it somewhere away from the ones that your friends sent,"

She leads me to one of the guest rooms, when she opened the door there was so many things inside; different coloured teddy bears, flowers arranged in beautiful boxes, gift boxes, gift baskets. She turned me to one side of the room and pointed out.

"All of these are from Adrian, and some are from his parents,"

I picked up one of the letters and read it, he sounded so sad on the letter saying that he wanted to be with me, holding my hand and never leaving my side while I was in the hospital. He went on to say that he would never do something as stupid as he did and he wanted to be with me and our baby, as a family.

Reading the rest of the letter, tears started building up in my eyes. If I had known about all of these then I wouldn't have turned him away.

I picked up a big stuffed husky that he sent. I love huskies more than anything and he knew that. I turned around and mom had left me alone. Walking to my bedroom all I am thinking about is what I was going to do from now on.

I do not want any stress; all I want is for a smooth pregnancy and to enjoy every minute of it with him. I am still mad that he suggested that I have an abortion and it's not something that I can let go so easily... but it doesn't mean that I should push him away from our baby.

Changing directions I go look for my mom and I find her in the living room watching TV.

"Hey mom, can we talk?" I sit next to her.

"Sure," she turns down the volume.

I tell her about everything that is going on in my mind; that I wanted to talk to Adrian and make things okay betweens us and I wanted to meet with him tomorrow here at the house. I went on to ask about the university and she told me that I was put on academic leave because of medical reasons.

"I don't want to drop out completely; I want to continue with my studies. I will take a break after I give birth,"

"Then it means that you are going to do everything online because I want you here at home so I can take care of you and baby," she says leaving no room for argument.

I nod my head already knowing that she was going to say this.

"I will talk to dad when he gets home about your decision, okay?" I tell her yes, then she pulled me into her and we sat there watching movies for the rest of the day.

We ate dinner together then I went up to my room calling it a night. While in my blankets I start working on my new phone; retrieving all my messages, contacts, pictures and music. After I was done I put it aside and fell right to sleep.

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Next day, mom came to me and told me dad had agreed to let Adrian come and visit. She says that she will call the university about my change in attending classes, after she left for work.

Picking up my phone I stare at Adrian's number suddenly feeling hesitant about calling him. I don't even know why I was hesitant. Shaking my head I press the call button and put the phone to my ear. Almost instantly he answers.

"Michelle!" I hear his shocked voice.

"I didn't expect you to pick up that fast,"

"I was busy on my phone and when I saw your name pop up I answered quickly before you could drop the call," he says quickly.

"Oh okay, anyway I was calling because I want to see you today, can you come by my house later if you aren't busy?"

A part of me wanted him to say that he was busy and he couldn't make it.

"I'm not busy right now, I can come by just give me 30 minutes," his voice sounds like he was huffing, running.

"Uhmm... okay then I will see you when you get here,"

"Do you want me to bring you anything? I can buy you your favourite..." I cut him off before he could finish.

"No I am fine, you don't have to buy anything,"

"Okay, I am coming right now, see you in a few,"

After he said that I dropped the call. It's crazy, i miss him so much but when I hear his voice or see him all I want to do is push him out of my life... and literally push him. I never felt this way before, maybe it's pregnancy...

YES, let's blame it on the pregnancy.

Leaving my room I walk to the front door to call uncle Jefferies to let Adrian through the gate when he gets here. After that I go and sit on the couch and think about what I was going to say to him.

I feel like slapping him, wait have I slapped him before? No, I haven't. This was the right time to do so because I need to get some anger out before talking to him calmly.

As I was sitting there thinking, the phone rang from the main gate.

"Hello, Uncle Jefferies," I say to him.

"Hello dear, I have Adrian here to see you," he informs me.

"Okay, please let him through,"

"Okay," after that I hung up the phone.

I pace around for a few minutes waiting for the door bell to ring, once it does my heart starts beating frantically. i go open the door and Adrian is on the other side holding a banquet of pink roses.

I move aside for him to enter then close the door. Turning around I find him standing close to me because he was taller than me so I was looking up at him, before he could say anything I slapped him across the face.

It took him a few seconds before he spoke.

"I deserve that... you have small hands but they pack power," he says while rubbing his cheek.

"Follow me," I walk past him leading him outside, if we were going to talk then I was going to need fresh air because his cologne was already making me want to bury my face in his chest and never let go.