I'm Still Here: Sequel For 'Step Daddy No'

Chapter 39

When we arrived at the estate, the bodyguards aimed at us. we were uninvited guests.

I hold my hands out. When I stepped out of the car they recognized me. They didn't want Lenoy in, but I convince them. The people that shot at Michael and I are probably out there now, waiting. We were probably just lucky to arrive here safely. I don't love Lenoy, but I don't want my child to be fatherless.

I hate the way he is though. He was insisting on leaving in the process of me practically begging them to let him stay. I was really embarrassed.

My hair looks like a bird nest right now. I also feel so pour and homeless. That's how messed up I am.

Everyone is looking at us standing at the doorway. Defeat hurtfully pinched each and every part of me when my eyes met with Sara and Debra. They're expression isn't of sympathy, instead they look at me as if they know what's going on between Michael and I. I got more convinced after they look from my belly then Lenoy and back at me.

Everyone was suspecting me of being pregnant. I'm sure they know that I was supposed to take the pregnancy test the day everything went wrong. I'm sure they know and it's killing me in the depths of my heart that they won. They've been trying to break us apart. And I know they feel great now that I'm the cause of my own misery.

“Akeilia”. I look beside me and up at him. “It feels weird just standing here with all these people looking at us. Don't you think?” He whispered.

“Oh my god Akeilia”. I got embraced unexpectedly by who sounds to be Wendy. “I'm so happy to see you again”. She pulled away smiling sadly at me, holding my shoulders.

All I need right now is to see Michael. All this while I thought he'd abandoned me, not wanting anything to do with me he was in coma. I hate myself for thinking of him that way. I also hate the fact that Monique and Leon didn't tell me.

“Where's Michael?” Were the only words that came from my mouth. It seem as if she's hurt that I didn't acknowledge her concern, but I've been too busy feeling sorry for myself to think about people's feelings.

“He hasn't woken up yet. I don't know much about what's going on up there..”. Up there? He must be in his room then.

“I need to see him”. I softly told her. “He's...in his room”. I nod at her before walking off. I saw her glanced at my belly. She didn't congratulate me or anything so she must have known that Michael is not the father. Or she's just sensitive enough to know that it's just not the time.

I didn't look behind me to see if Lenoy is following because I'm sure he is. I'm already certain he won't feel comfortable with all these people looking at him. I know he already feels out of place.

Soon I reached his room. I stretched my hand to open it but pulled back while breathing deeply, feeling anxious.

I've learn that persons in coma cannot see, but they sure can hear and recognized voices. I'm probably the last person he'd want to hear from. What if by hearing my voice, it refreshes the pain I've cost him? What if he stopped fighting. What if he?... No be positive. He's strong and he'll fight.

Fresh tears suddenly formed in my eyes again.

“Akeilia just get this over with. Aren't you tired of crying by the way?” I look at Lenoy surprised that he said that to me.

I look at him with a death glare. I feel like kneeing him in the crotch.

Don't be surprised anymore Akeilia. You didn't even know the guy that well.

“How about you go f*ck off. Aren't you tired of me telling you that? No wait, showing you that?” I just had to say it. He'd been pissing me off.