Now and Forever

Chapter 53

After the long while of shopping and bickering over random things for Lucas, I couldn't help but think

about my future baby who's name had also been debated multiple times; going through names like

Hope, which I readily denounced for obvious reasons and Alex which admittedly felt like Alexander Jr.

but in a different font.

I shot down the rest of the names at the end of it all because I, the birth giver and maker of this

developing fetus have the supreme and overwriting power to strike down all their suggestions... a tad

bit dramatic but who's complaining?

The ride home to the house was agonizing, the cars packed and piled together, waiting for brief

moment in time where they could move only to be stopped again, where they could taste fresh water

only to be stranded in a desert and so there I sat. I wasn't allowed to drive because of my pregnancy

though it was mostly blown out of proportion, I mean, I wouldn't go into labour then and there now

would I? My point is, this ride couldn't go any slower.

After a whole two excruciatingly long ride, we finally got home. Ready to see Alexander, I started

rushing over to our room, that is, rushing as fast as a pregnant woman can. Who wouldn't if they're

husband finally stopped saying less than three words to them? And so here I am, exhausted, walking

into my room, desperately hoping for Alexander to be there, even somewhat ashamed of how excited I

was to see him.

Holding in a deep breath, I swung the door open and peered in to see him sitting on the bed. He looked

stressed. Worried more than I had seen him usually, like this was something outside work. His hair was

a mess and he tapped his foot on the ground repeatedly, his left hand was clasped in his right. His face

was out of view as he stared at the floor.

"Hey.." I drawled out, "are you alright?" I asked quietly and stepped into the room.

He turned to face me at the sound of my voice and that's when I noticed the tired- or was it worried?

Concerned? Look on his face. I couldn't tell.

"Is everything oka-"

"We need to get a divorce." He cut me off.

***

No one's P.O.V

Her heart dropped down to her stomach as soon as the words left Alexander's mouth.

"What..?" Her voice could barely be heard as her arms instinctively wrapping around her abdomen.

"We-" she held up a hand, stopping him from repeating those godawful words, "I heard.. I heard you

the first time," her voice wavered, eyes brimmed with tears threatening to fall at any given moment.

"Why?" His heart heart clenched at the sound of her voice and the look on her face- you've really done

it this time Alexander.. he thought.

He cleared his throat and put up his barriers, this needs to be done. He thought over and over in his

head, hoping the more he said it, the more he'd believe it.

Amelia's eye were now lowered to the floor- fortunately for Alexander for he did not want to see the

pain he's caused one too many times, "the contract-"

"Bullshit."

"Excuse-"

"I call bullshit," her eyes slowly doing their way up to his, narrowed to slits. Gone was the woman who

she'd let him trample over. Gone is the woman that would cry in this situation. Gone is the woman he

married- one that could be manipulated into anything. Gone is that weak woman.

She held up her hands once more before he could say anything else, "you're running away," she

stepped closer and Alexander eyed this action. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"I'm not-"

"Yes, you are. You're scared that whatever happened with you and Jessica is going to happen with you

and I-"

"Don't be ridiculous," his eyes narrowed as well- mainly for the fact that she's right. He is running away.

Like he does with all his emotions- but never will he admit it, "the contract clearly stated that we'll

remain married for a year-"

"You don't be ridiculous. You can't just end whatever we have just for some.. some stupid contract!"

"And what exactly do we have here?" He whispered, Amelia probably wouldn't even hear it if she

wasn't so intensely listening.

"I-" she was at a loss of words. What exactly did they have? Even she didn't know the answer.

"I-" she tried again and he raised a bow in suggestion, "we have a baby together," she whispered and

both their eyes lowered down to her protruded belly.

"Which was a drunken mistake," her eyes snapped up to his closed-off cold ones as her heart

shattered into a million pieces at those words. Her hand itched to feel his face against her palm but she

composed herself but clenching her hand. That's enough.

"Fine," she breathed out, "you want a divorce- you not me but you! I'll give it to you!"

"There is something between us and I know you'd be lying if you said you didn't feel it," her voice

wavered but she didn't dare let those tears fall. She will not let him see her crying ever again. Never.

She stormed out of the room and down the stairs where Sophie and Alexis were waiting but she didn't

dare spare them a glance as she walked past them and out of the door.

Not caring whether she wasn't allowed to drive or not, she drove off. Not knowing where she was going

and not caring either.

She was done.

I guess not every story has a happy ending..

THE END