Pregnant!
1257 Words
~Amber~
“Give me the papers,” I started. “I’m sorry for how foolish I may have acted in the past.”
I don't remember anything about my past but the way he spoke makes me feel like I was so foolish back then. Like I was the type of woman who relies on a man. Not anymore. I will correct my mistakes by signing these stupid papers.
He stretched the papers to me and handed me a pen. Swiftly, I signed the papers and threw them back at him.
“Doctor, how long have I been here?” I asked the doctor.
“Exactly one month ma'am,” He answered.
“Can you help me contact any of my family members?” I asked.
I don't know any of my family members or friends. Do I even have one? Who am I? How did I get involved in that accident? These question kept bothering me and making me feel so sick.
“We have done that countless times, none of them showed up.” He answered.
“Friends?” I asked hoping there must be one person who cared.
“None either,” He answered.
I felt a sharp pain in my chest, realizing none of my family visited me while I was unconscious for all this while. What could be the reason behind that? What did I do wrong?
“Please can I have my phone then?” I said to the doctor.
“Yes ma'am, I will get your bag in a minute,” He said before exiting the room.
I felt little tears sting my eyes and threatened to fall out. I turned back to the cruel man who called himself my husband. His handsome face disgusted and irritated me to the core of my stomach.
I wanted to punch his face so hard. I wanted to pounce on him and pull out his whole hair.
The fact that I don't remember anything makes me more frustrated and angry. I don't know how much I died after him back then. I don't know how much he must have used me.
“Here,” He said and handed a file to me.
“What is this?” I frowned as I collected the files from him.
“It’s your data,” He said.“This is the least I can do for you,”
He stood up and turned to the door.
Just when I thought he had an atom of good in him, he said something. Something that angered me more.
“I want you to come and get your things out of my house by the end of today,”
Already? Why does it feel like he's been waiting for eternity to finally divorce me?
My fist clenched the bed sheet and my teeth gritted in anger. I felt a burning sensation in my chest as the shock morphed into anger. Pure, raw anger.
My voice gains strength, fueled by the fury rising within me. "How could you? How could you do this to me now?"
His face remains impassive, a stark contrast to the storm raging inside me. My eyes, still adjusting to the light, fill with tears of rage and betrayal.
The man who was supposed to love and support me through anything is abandoning me in my most vulnerable moment. The room feels suffocating, and my heart is pounding in my ears. I just realized the pain that he is about to put me through.
Just before he could leave the room, another doctor walked into the room.
“Congratulations Mr Alexander,” He adjusted his spectacle before continuing to say, “You are going to be a father,”
“What?” We both chorused in surprise and disbelief.
Pregnant? No, this can't be true.
How can I be pregnant for this cruel man? The Same man who just divorced me right after I woke up from a coma?
Bitter-hot tears began to stream down my face.
I prayed that the earth would open and swallow me instantly. I prayed that the doctor would announce that he walked into the wrong room.
I desperately wished that all of these were a big misunderstanding.This is too awkward for me to bear.
“Doctor, are you sure of what you are saying?” He asked the doctor.
“Yes sir, your wife is pregnant,” The doctor answered.
My eyes widened in shock.
He turned and looked at me, confused and speechless.
A glimmer of regret showed in his eyes.
“Doctor, please can I abort the baby?” I asked as tears continued to stream down my face.
The thought of carrying his baby inside me was unbearable. But the thought of aborting the baby haunted me like a nightmare. I couldn't find the courage to do it. I can't take the life of an innocent child all because I hated a man. It sounded horrible.
“I’m sorry Mrs Griffin, but I'm afraid it's not possible,” The doctor started. “You haven't fully recovered from the operation and you just woke up from a coma.” He said.
His words felt like a needle that popped through my bubbles.
“Can I discharge her?” He asked out of the blue.
I looked at him and then back at the doctor.
“Yes you can, but she'll need to come for a check-up at least every week,” The doctor replied.
“No problem,” He said and walked towards me.
After a minute of glaring at me, he bent over and carried me in his arms all of a sudden.
“Put me down, you bastard,” I yelled. He ignored me and carried me out of the room.
As he carried me through the lobby, the previous doctor ran towards me and handed me my bag.
“Thank you,” I mumbled out to him.
As we got outside the hospital building, he stopped in front of a luxurious car.
“Good morning sir,” A man in a a black suit greeted him“Good morning Mrs Griffin, welcome back,” He added.
He carried me into the passenger seat and told his driver to take us home. As we drove, I brought out my phone and went through my call history. The last person I called was my husband–ex-husband. How did I even end up here? What caused the accident?
I scrolled through my phone and tapped my file manager. I might get some clues from my call recordings. Immediately I tapped the last call record, I couldn't believe what I heard. I turned and looked at him in surprise.
He cheated on me with my friend. How cruel can he get?
He looked at me with regrets spelled on his face as the audio continued playing. His mouth opened to say something but nothing other than empty air came out.
“Stop me here,” I yelled at the driver.
“Amber, please calm down you are yet to recover fully.” His once-angry voice sounded nicer.
He wanted to touch me but I hit his hand and yelled at him. I stepped out of the car immediately as the driver stopped.
“Amber wait–”
“Don’t” I cut him off and slammed the door.
However, before I could finish my statement, my heart beat faster, my knees lost their balance, and before I could realize it, everything went blank. It was embarrassing, but I fainted….
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