Chapter 127: Baby Exposed
My cry in pain ended with a startled gasp when I fell backward. *No! No! No!!* I reached for the railing but it was too late and my back painfully slammed against the pointed edges of the staircase, each step jabbing my body on the entire roll down until I landed with a harsh thud on the smooth, solid floor at the bottom. I groaned in a pain that I hadn’t felt in a long time, the last time my body had felt like this was when I was beaten bloody in a fistfight against a man practically twice my mass. The first thought that crossed my mind made my heart pound with panic. *No!* I looked down at my stomach, knowing it had been hit a few times. *Did the baby get hurt?!*
“SUKIA!” Julian sprinted to me like a professional athlete and skidded to my side, worry flooding his eyes before he shot a furious glare at his twin. “What have you done?!”
“What? She’s fine…” her snark trailed off when she looked at my leg, even Julian’s panic turned to horror when he followed her gaze. I didn’t want to look down. Everything hurt but I could gradually tell that my thigh felt the most pain.
Fuck… I didn’t want to but I knew I had to. I looked down at my thigh and I instantly felt the sheering pain after seeing it. The knife I had been clutching had slipped somewhere down the tumble and ended up deep in my thigh. “AGH!!!” I screamed in pain, my stiffening muscles made it hurt worse but I was too nervous to move.
“Oh my god.” Julian reached for it but his hand flinched away when I screamed in pain.
Even Grace looked a little panicky but she still forced a smile on her glossy lips. “She’ll be fine if we bandage it fast enough. It’s not like a doctor can make it here anyway.”
“FUCK YOU!!” I was still able to scream at Grace with burning rage. “I’LL MAKE YOU FU– ARGH!!” my furious scream ended in another cry of pain, I had gotten so worked up that I accidentally shifted my leg and paid the price.
“Dammit, Grace!” Julian turned his fretting attention back onto me. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”
“Take care of me?!” I spat at him next, he wasn’t of much help either. His words weren’t enough and a single threat from Grace was enough to make him turn tail. Not to mention I still didn’t have the faintest idea of what Julian was keeping a secret from me.
“Yes, Beautiful, I–” both his and Grace’s eyes flew wide when I yanked the knife from my thigh with another agonized scream, no different from ripping off a bandaid at lightning speed but far more painful. “Suki!”
“Shut up! The both of you, just–...” As soon as I yanked it out I immediately got dizzy. My thigh became further drenched red.
“Shit!” Julian cursed in frustration and held my wound tightly while picking me up and rushing me to his bedroom.
“Julian! Come on, you can’t be serious!” Grace called after him, I could hear the clack of her heels coming up the staircase.
*Just leave me alone!* I wanted to scream again but my energy was running out fast. *Fuck! What about the baby?? Fuck!!* I groaned in pain as I looked up at Julian worriedly. “The baby– will it be ok?”
Julian grimaced, something I didn’t want to see. He didn’t know either.
I heard the clack of Grace’s heels pause for a moment. “Baby? Did she just say baby?”
Shit.
“Fuck off, you ho–” My curse ended with a flinched yelp as I was laid on Julian’s bed.
“Put pressure on it,” He murmured while pressing my hand against the deep slash. He hurried into the bathroom to grab his first aid kit. I wasn’t sure if the stuff he had would be enough to fix me up, at least not effectively. I was still getting dizzy from blood loss.
Worry filled me like a tidal wave. I tried not to think about it, but this stupid pregnancy thing was always in the back of my mind. I hated it. I didn’t want it. Sure, I’ll take care of my body, but I don’t want to be my mother! And yet, at the same time… I’ve been a piece of trash my whole life. I became worse than trash when I left home, leaving my grieving mother behind… for once in my life, I wanted to do something right. At first, I thought it would be taking responsibility. But now? It’s different. I feel something more. Far more important.
“JULIAN!” Grace impatiently screamed this time as she followed after her twin, I could see the urgency glowing in her eyes. “Answer me!”
Julian gave an annoyed sigh, something rather lax despite the situation. “She’s pregnant with my child, Grace. And you almost got her killed!” He yelled at her.
Grace was more stunned than I was when I found out I was pregnant, she almost lost her balance over the unexpected reveal. “What the hell were you thinking?! Do you have any idea what Dad will say??” It wasn’t often I heard her voice sound this frantic.
“I’ll tell him I’m going to marry her. She’s the love of my life. My Beautiful.” Julian said with determined resolve.
I felt that familiar, nauseating pit in my stomach. Julian’s obsession with making me his hasn’t left. Can I really rely on him to help me?
Grace’s gawking turned snapped into something else as if a lightbulb had just popped over her head. She looked over her shoulder back at me with that venomous smile again before speaking to Julian with a happier tone. “I didn’t realize you both still had that type of relationship, I could’ve sworn she moved on. Or at least that’s what the text messages on her phone looked like. There was quite a lot of flirting between her and some man named Liam.”
Julian’s hands stopped moving in the first aid kit.
*Oh shit…*
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