My lips part. The urge to suck his dick and pleasure him as he’s pleasuring me is nearly overwhelming. I’m getting so wet. So turned on. He’s even better than the V.
“Every time you’re not…”
I scream as pain pierces my lower abdomen. It’s pure fucking agony, increased by the fear of confusion and the unknown. My hand feels wet with something too sticky to be water, and I pull it out from between my thighs, my heart racing so far it lodges in my throat. I can’t breathe. Can’t comprehend. Can’t think.
Antonio vanishes, his absence leaving me cold. Sitting on the floor of the shower, unable to see, I place my hand back between my legs. There’s more stickiness. More pain. More fear.
How long have I been bleeding? I’ve been in the shower for hours, sitting under the spray, just trying to get clean. I picked up a shampoo bottle at one point, but I got distracted rocking it back and forth like a baby. I never cleaned myself, couldn’t do that step of touching myself all over.
Touching me like Bear did…
I sob.
Press a hand to my mouth.
Taste the blood coating my fingers.
Jerking my hand away, I press it back between my legs, trying to stop the flow. But the floor of the shower is all wet with something that isn’t water or soap, the thickness of it too great. The consistency of it all wrong.
There’s so much of it too. All down my legs. All around me. Clotted clumps that tell me I’m losing the thing inside me. And I have no love for it, no desire to carry it to term, but if I lose it, I lose Rafiki.
And I can’t lose her again.
Can’t bear it.
“No,” I rasp, grabbing at the clumps with my free hand, trying to stop them from going down the shower drain. Can I put them back? Can I squeeze my legs hard enough to stop more from leaking out? Can I save it? There has to be a way to save it.
Because if I lose it, I lose Rafiki.
And Ican’t.
Panicking, I stumble to my feet and out of the shower, not bothering to turn it off or even shut the door behind me. I grope around the cabinets for a hand towel. Wad it up and press it between my thighs. Hoping it helps.Needingit to help.
Eduardo said the fetus was okay only a few hours ago. So how is this happening? Why is this happening!
Rudy.
My breath catches. Rudy is doing this. He’s punishing me for trying to save my child. He’s just like his mother, a heartless bitch. Antonio was right. The Shadow family only cares about themselves. They’re evil and cruel. They don’t care about the innocent lives they hurt. Even the kindest of them could do this to a child... To a grieving mother.
I just want my baby back. What is so wrong with siding with Antonio when he’s the only one who’ll save her? Sau started this. He told me that. Everything that is happening is because ofher. Because she decided to kill his innocent wife and pups. Like mother, like son. She should have to pay for what she did to him. What she did to me!
She killed my baby!
She deserves to die. Antonio deserves to win. He’s just trying to save his mate. My child.
Why can’t Rudy see that?
He told me the truth.
What’s wrong with the truth?
Sau killed Rafiki.
She should have to pay.
Why can’t they see that what they’re doing is wrong!
I hate them.