My alarm went off and I was scared to check it. I can't be pregnant again, Anthony's literally killed almost killed me and it was the worst. The gynecologist told me that I have less than 5 percent chance of getting pregnant and if I were to get pregnant I wouldn't be able to carry it to its first trimester and most likely miscarriage.
I walk over to the table and see the words
"Positive"
I drop the pregnancy test back on the table and grip the dresser. My head drops and I'm not in the state of panic
I can't be pregnant again, I physically don't think I'll be able to do this again. I release the dresser and lay on the bed looking up to the ceiling
The chances of my keeping the baby and making it past the first trimester is slim to none. Making it to its full term is less than two percent and that also means that it doesn't kill me.
I can't do this, I won't be able to do this mentally or physically. I feel the tears prick and i knew this would happen. I can't control my emotions and I don't know what to do anymore. Stefan will have a do over with the new baby maybe even me, but the cost of having this baby might not be worth it. My phone started ringing and I sat up and found my phone
"Hello" I said
"Stassie I need help please, they want to see you" Samantha urgently said
"With what? Who wants to see me?" I questioned
"The dealers, they won't listen to me. Please" she begged. I looked over to the time to see it's 6:45, the play doesn't start till 8:00.
"Text me the address" I said ending the call. I grabbed my car keys and picked up the flowers I got for Ella. I rushed to the car and put in the address. It was going to take me 25 minutes to get me there and then 30 minutes from there to the school. This needs to take less than 30 minutes in order for me to get there in time.
I pulled into the lot and parked it quickly then found where Sam is
"What's the problem?" I questioned asking Samantha
"They won't bother talking to me and want to talk to you" She said
"Why me?" I asked
"I'm assuming because you're still the don" she replied
"Ok let's get this over with" I sighed walking to where everyone else is. There were crates around on this dock not knowing why
"Why was I summoned?" I questioned
"So you're Anastasia" a tall guy in maybe in his 30s answered
"And you are?" I raised my eyebrows, tilting my head down
"Alessandro" he smiled flashing a bright smile. I came down here because of a flirty man who won't give me what is mine
"So why am I here?" I questioned
"You're short" He said
"Excuse me?" I questioned
"You're shorter in person" He said
"I'm sorry" I laughed
"When they talk about the infamous Anastasia whitmore I expect this fierce woman and instead I get this" He pointed up and down to me. I was getting fed up with this game so I pull out my gun and shoot one of his men in the leg
"Fierce enough" I gave him a sarcastic look
"I guess I have to see you in action" he said
"Yes now what is the problem" I was getting frustrated and I already spent 10 minutes talking to this idiot and have gotten no where.
YOU ARE READING
My haunting past
RomanceBook 4 of my new life series Stassie's past has come back, not knowing if it will bring more pain or easement. She doesn't know if she still love him or finally let go. What is his story of why he left? Why did he hide? Will stassie be okay? How abo...
