CARRYING THE DEMON'S CHILD

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 2

AMARA'S POINT OF VIEW

“Abort it!”

My entire body stiffened as I heard my mother's cold voice, commanding me to do so. As I raised my head to look at her face, I couldn't help but tremble.


“M-Mother... w-what are you... w-what are you saying...?” I nervously laughed to hide my trembling body as tears streamed down my face and my knees became numb from kneeling for nearly 30 minutes just to persuade my mother to cancel the engagement she had been trying to arrange.

My mother, Leslie, looked at me coldly as her hand raised and slapped me, causing me to whine as my hand landed on my left cheek, where she had been slapped, leaving her finger print on my cheeks.

“You ungrateful whore! How dare you escape your room and grin that hips of yours to another man! You are already destined to marry Jeo! You need to marry that man in order for us to received the fair share of our inheritance! Abort that child!” Leslie exclaimed as her eyes were glaring at me as she keeps on slapping me to her heart content.

I couldn't help but to cry. I'm a coward who couldn't stand to protect myself. I'm just a marionette to them that they could use and control however they like. I've been living this life over and over. I feel like I'm trapped inside a thick cage from which it's impossible for someone like me to escape.

All of my life, I've always follow what they want, listen to their commands and doesn't have any freedom to speak my opinion. They aren't a parent to me, but rather the controller. They own my life, my freedom and everytime about me. I'm nothing but a puppet.

I chuckled bitterly as I wiped the tears that had fallen down my cheeks. “S-Since when has my opinion been important to you? I've always been a good daughter to you and always obey your words! E-Even if I don't want to, I always obey your commands, afraid that I might be abandoned! This is the first time I've had a desire... and it's to keep this pitiful child!” I was stuttering as I exclaimed, hugging my stomach, to protect my child from being harm in the hands of my mother.

Mother Leslie's face flushed as she clenched her teeth. She stamped the back of my legs with her sharp stiletto, causing me to yelp in pain as I squeezed my eyes shut while still protecting my stomach with my hand.

I bit my lower lips to the point that I could taste my own blood as my mother keeps on beating me like she always do whenever she's angry.

She grabbed my hair and gripped it tightly as she looked me in the eyes, which were already swollen with tears.

“I told you to abort that child! Are you planning on shaming the family?! If you can get married with the Lakinstone, we can get the wealth and status that we have been dreaming for!” Leslie angrily said as the cords in her neck was visible and throbbing with rage.

I shook my head as tears keeps streaming down on my face.

“I-I told you... I-I'm keeping this child, mother. I don't want wealth and status from the Lakin—” I couldn't continue my words wen her hands landed at the right side of my swollen cheeks.

“You're so stubborn huh! Do you want me to beat the shit out of you?! Are you planning of disgracing your family?! Who's the bastard father of that child inside your womb?!” She exclaimed with such a rigid expression as her muscles around her closed mouth, tense.

I paled upon hearing my mother's questions. My body was trembling as I couldn't even focused my gaze.

“U-Uhh... I-I... I-It's... t-the truth is...” I was nervous and couldn't find the right way of excuse.

How am I supposed to explain that I also have no idea who my child's father is?! I couldn't look at his face when we did ‘it’ in the motel! Also, when I awoke the next morning, there was no trace of the man with whom I had spent the night! What should I say as an explanation? I don't want to marry at such a young age. I've never been able to enjoy my youth or my life because I'm always tethered to my parents, like a mere marionette to them. I don't want to marry the Lakinstone because I have no special feelings for the man I'm supposed to marry. Also, I want to fall in love and marry the person I love without feeling compelled to do so!

I winced when my mother tightened the grip of my chin as her eyes was like a ferocious beast that would devour me.

“I asked you, who's the father of your child?!” She angrily exclaimed, repeating the question she asked earlier.

I lowered my gaze as I was fidgeting while answering her questions. “I-It's... i-it's actually...”I squeeze my eyes and exclaimed “... IT'S A COMMONER. The father of my child is just on lower sta—” I received another slapped from her again. She was huffing with anger to the point that her nose reminds me of a chimney where the smoke exits.

“HOW DARE YOU?! A MERE COMMONER?! I DIDN'T RAISE YOU TO SLEEP WITH A MAN WITH A LOWER BACKGROUND—”

“M-Mother also didn't teach me to s-sleep with those higher background. B-Besides, y-you also s-sleep with your father... i-isn't father just a mere commoner?” I tried to speak up fluently but I always ended up stuttering.

Mother clenched her jaws as she bash my head with her hand. “YOU BITCH?! WHO TAUGHT YOU TO TALK BACK?! JUST BE GRATEFUL THAT LAKINSTONE'S HEIR WANTS TO MARRY A STUTTERER UGLY BITCH LIKE YOU!”

Ah... I suddenly feel dizzy all of a sudden.

In front of other people, including my mother, I always stutter. My heart would race whenever I tried to speak, and my heart would beat like a drum whenever I was surrounded by people I didn't know or even people I knew. This is how I've always been. They caused me to feel this way.

I'm not confident in myself, and I don't think highly of myself. I only see myself as a puppet and a tool for them to use. It's nothing new to me. I tried to get used to it because no matter what I did, they still saw me as a failure and a worthless person who didn't know her place.

My mother remarried a Baron, who is also my stepfather, and I despise him. I have three step-brothers who despise me because I'm a commoner's child and I'm different from them, and I don't have the right to look them in the eyes, which is why I always lowered my head whenever I saw them. They enjoy torturing me. In this house, I have no allies. I'm always by myself. I believe that the only person on whom I should rely is myself. When I was inside this house, I couldn't breathe well. I'm suffocated by their presence.

Although it is wrong for me to spend the night with a stranger and bear his child, I don't have any other choicest. I just don't want to get married, and this was the only option I could come up with. Even though I spent my night with that stranger whose face is blurry to me, I still had a good time. That man was the only person who was gentle with me that night. It was the first time I'd met someone who held me in his arms as if I were a precious gem that should be treated with care.

Nonetheless, I have no intention of locating that man or aborting the child in my womb. This child is mine, and I intend to raise it on my own. Although I cannot promise to be a perfect mother, I will do everything in my power to protect this child. I'm not going to let him go through what I went through!

As I heard my mother's mocking laugh on me, I snapped back to reality.

“My, my, what a cute daughter you are...” mother whispered on my ears “... did you really really think that you can be a perfect mother just for that child of yours? You'll ended up raising your child like a puppet... we are blood related after all.” My eyes widened as I heard her mocking words from the woman who was evilly laughing at me. I hugged myself tightly while trembling, resisting the urge to cry.

Her words keep repeating themselves in my head. What if I followed in her footsteps? What if I become my child's worst nightmare and worst enemy? Is it possible that the thought of protecting him will end up hurting him?

My mind was racing with 'what ifs.' I couldn't help but shiver whenever I remembered my mother's words.

My mouth was quivering yet I managed to utter words as I keep on shaking my head. “T-That w-won't happen... I will never be like you... I-I w-won't let m-my child suffer the same way I suffered in the hands of someone like you!” Leslie, my mother,.let out a loud laughed as she lifted my chin as she was smiling so sweetly at me and said, “My dear, we both have the same blood. Remember that you're a monster. You are the type of monster that shouldn't existed in the first place... now, let go of that so-called child of yours and marry the heir of the Lakinstone!”

I shook my head, “N-No... m-mother, please... I-I don't want to marry someone whom I don't love... I only want to marry the person whom I love... mother, I'm begging you...” I kneeled down in front of her, I could even kiss the floor if she wants me to in order for her to prevent her from sending me to the Lakinstone.

Her hand gripped my hair, while her other hand was gripping my chin, forcing me to look at her.

“Do you really think that someone will love you? Do you think that you are worthy of receiving love? Stop being delusional and get rid of that child!” Mother exclaimed angrily while gritting her teeth.

END OF CHAPTER 2