Chapter 16: Damn you, Owen!

Chapter 16: Damn you, Owen!

Present day

Days, hours or minutes, does it really matter because when it comes down to it, I keep hearing that time was fleeting. Well, not for me. Because for some reason, I was still sitting in the most expensive bathtub I have ever seen and the fluid tripping down my face was not water. They were tears yet I was literally soaked in it.

I felt tired to the bones and I needed a shower to soothe my aching body except I couldn't lift a finger, I was too exhausted to. 

So, I dragged myself up and off I went to the bedroom. I mean, I just sold myself to the devil for this kind of luxury, it would be a shame not to use it.

I barely made it to my room when my mother knocked and entered inside.

"Emily, are you alright?"

"I…I…" I must have opened my mouth twice but only one word came out. 

Damn it, I could feel my eyes beginning to tear up and so I blinked them away.

"Um-hmm" I ended up nodding.

"Don't worry, I will find a way to get us out of here. We are going to be fine, Emily. You, me and the cub you are carrying, we will all be a family and I know everything seems bleak to you right now but it gets better. It's just…going to suck for a while" Eloise tried to smile but she only ended up looking like she was trying to pass gas.

Even my mother didn't believe what she was telling me.

"I know, Mama. I know"

"Good night, darling" she led me to my bed and she tucked me in like I was still a child. I could see the sadness beneath the fake half cooked smile she was wearing.

"Mama, are you alright?" I asked her.

"I wish…I wish my Dad was here. He would know what to do. What to say to you Emily? God, he must be so disappointed in me that I couldn't protect my own daughter" Eloise turned away to keep Emily from seeing the tears streaming down her face..she quickly wiped it with the back of her hand.

"I just…miss him dearly, that's all" Eloise concluded and smiled.

Earlier when I pass out from the pain of bond severing and crossed the veil between living and dead, I saw my grandfather and he had wanted me to send a message to my mother except he ended up saying 'Tell Eloise that….

What exactly did he want to say? Tell Eloise I am proud of her or tell Eloise that I am watching over her or maybe, it was to tell Eloise, she deserves a better daughter.

Was I supposed to complete it? Probably not, I had no idea what to say.

"Don't pay any attention to me. I know you don't feel like it now but this child you are carrying, he or she will one day be your one true love, Emily. I know this because it happened to me too…"

"It didn't, Mama. Our situation is totally and absolutely different, don't you get it! I didn't sleep with a man I just met, a married man like you. It was Owen! We've been best friends since I was three years old and he was my mate. Do you see how our case is different? I did nothing wrong. I am not you and I just wish you would stop… trying to make our situation the same. Please, go away"

My mother stood up and hurried out of the room.

Way to go, Emily! I just succeeded in alienating the only person in the whole wide world who gave a shit about me.

I sat upright and picked up my phone from my bag.

"Sorry, Mama. I can't spend the rest of my life dragging a piece of Owen with me, a constant reminder of what he did to me"

I opened google, if I had any chance of carrying out my plan then I needed to arm myself with information.

I typed (is abortion legal in Castaway?"

It was no surprise to me when Castaway came back as one of the zero tolerance for abortion.

I became really upset and I clutched my phone tighter as I asked google for the list of countries where abortion was legal.

Number nine of the list made my eyes pop out.

"Zolcovia!" 

Great! Come on! Is that the worst you can do? 

I wanted to yell out loud. It was settled, I was getting rid of the baby Owen put in me in my future husband's country and King Zuri was going to be my accomplice.

"Good. Now, I can finally move on"

Except even when I should be relieved that I found a solution, all I felt was this huge nauseating feeling coming from the pit of my stomach.

Damn you, Owen! Damn you and your offspring! Come tomorrow, every last thing of yours I have will be gone.