Chapter twenty-five: Panic

~~~ And should they tell you, you'll never pull through, don't hesitate, stand tall and say; 'I can make it through the rain. I can stand up once again, on my own and I know that I'm strong enough to mend. And every time I feel afraid, I hold tighter to my faith and I live one more day, and I can make it through the rain. As I live once again, and I live one more day, I can make it through the rain' ~~~

-R. Ann Go-

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I spent three days and three nights in Jack's apartment without telling our maids and even my driver where I was staying. I only came home when I had to get some clothes as I used Jack's dress and sleep wears while I was staying with her.

I checked the time from my wristwatch... it's 10:30 pm. I got out of the car and swung my sling bag as I headed towards the entrance. But I didn't know Luke was furiously waiting for me in the living room. I also had no idea he was calling me the whole day as I put my phone in silent.

"Where have you been?"

I gasped in shock and I accidentally closed the door with a loud 'bang'. I had to blink twice and thrice to make sure that it was really him

"Where the hell have you been all day and these fucking three days, Samantha?" He shouted again that pulled me back to my senses.

'So he's already here. He finally came from his week-long vacation.'

It was only then that I noticed the bottle of beers on the table. Whoa! What the hell was his problem? I have lived in this house for five months and I think it's only the second time I've seen him face the bottle of alcohol.

I stared at him for a few seconds before shaking my head and went towards the stairs. He's drunk and I don't have plans on talking to him.

"Where are you going?" His voice rang through my ears but I kept walking.

"Samantha!"

I pretended to be deaf and ignored him until I felt a strong hand grab my wrist.

"Ouch! What the---"

"Fucking answer me, woman! Where have you been these past three days?" He asked, his eyes showed the anger he has.

But I pulled my hand from his grip and looked at him with narrowed eyes.

"Why? What is it to you if I was gone for three days?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"Don't answer my question with another question, Samantha Soriano!"

"Correction--- Williams! Samantha Soriano Williams! And why do you care? I thought you said 'I shouldn't ask anything about your whereabouts and your personal life as you won't ask anything about mine', huh?"

I noticed how he clenched his jaws and tightened his grip on the bottle... but I just smirked.

"So now you know how it feels when you ask someone and you haven't got the right answer and oh--- the feeling of waiting to that someone until your pupils turned white!" I continued to step upstairs when he spoke again.

"But we're different, Samantha!"

I turned to him, gritting my teeth.

"Different? Really? Is it because you're a man and I'm a woman---"

"Because you're a fucking pregnant!"

"And so what? I wasn't that irresponsible mother who didn't care about her baby! You said it from the beginning that I wasn't allowed to ask you anything and that you will leave and go home whenever you want without asking for my permission and my opinion because I wasn't your mother! So we're quits! Don't ask the stuff I've been doing because you're also not my mother!"

I no longer heard his words until I reached the middle of the stairs.

"If something bad happened to my child, Samantha, I swear..." but he didn't finish his sentence.

"What? If something bad happened to the baby, you will what? Tss! Have you forgotten what you're doing every other night? You're bringing a different fucking buddy without thinking about how I feel! If my damned feelings would affect the development of your child or not! So Luke Marcuz, don't act as if you're a responsible person because you're not!" I screamed the last line out loud before disappearing from his sight.

I just heard the sound of shattered glass but I didn't dare to go back and look for what happened. I closed the door to my room and a few seconds later, I heard the sound of his car. I immediately peeked through the window and saw him heading the gate. He's going out again.

I sighed. Mixed emotions filled me as I watched his car disappear from my sight. I was mad, sad, disappointed and hurt at the same time. I wonder if he's thinking of going out again for another week.

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I didn't have a proper sleep that night. I was thinking about the things that are happening between us and how it would affect our baby as she grows up. Wouldn't the way Luke treat me ever change? Do we still have a chance to be a happy family someday?

And all that fucking what if came to my mind. What if I listened to Dale and Jack before, would I have ended up with this situation? What if I hadn't continued my plan that night and chosen to stay home, would I become the Samantha I am right now? But no matter how I think, it all happened in one night...and with just one night everything changed.

I wasn't feeling well when I woke up... a little dizzy as I only fell asleep at half-past three in the morning. I checked the time from my alarm clock and it's only six am, which means I only slept two and a half hours. But since my body was used to waking up early, I decided to get up and do my morning routine. And after changing my clothes, I went downstairs and to the kitchen to prepare a light breakfast, but I found Elaine at the counter.

"Good morning, ma'am." She greeted me with a smile. "Do you want me to make you a glass of milk for you or do you want to have breakfast now?"

"Uhm... thanks Elaine, but let me just prepare my milk so that you can continue with what you're doing. And I think I want fresh cold milk than a hot one, this morning." I smiled and headed straight to the fridge.

"Okay." She shrugged, smiling. "I'm preparing cheese and bacon--- oh, my God!"

I turned around frowning when I heard the sound of something dropped on the floor.

"Why? What happened?" I asked pointing to the wooden spatula near her feet.

"You have a bloodstain on the back of your skirt." She replied, taking steps towards my direction.

"What do you mean---"

"You're bleeding, ma'am Samantha."

And since I didn't understand what she was talking about, I looked behind my skirt and there I saw a red spot of blood that the size of a fist.

"Oh, am I supposed to have a period?"

I asked her in confusion, but I was just the one who answered my question.

"But I'm pregnant so I wasn't supposed to have a period, right?" She nodded. "Then, what is this?" I blinked repeatedly as panic started to fill in me.

"Ma'am Samantha, we have to go to the hospital so we can ask your doctor about this." She held my hand and motioned me to sit down. "But you have to sit down for a while, ma'am. I'm just going to call Paul to get the car ready."

"Huh---?" Tears began to blur my vision when she left me in the kitchen. I didn't know what to do until Paul, Elaine and Rory came rushing to where I was.

"Ma'am, please let me help you to the car." I looked at Paul and nodded unconsciously.

He carried me and almost ran to the garage while Rory and Elaine were both on the phone as they ran behind us. Rory opened the door to the back seat so Paul could put me inside. I felt nothing except the slight dizziness I still had since this morning.

There were lots of questions in my head as I heard the loud screeching of the car as soon as we reached the main road.

"What is happening, Elaine? Can you please call Luke?" The nervousness was eating me as I forgot that I have my own phone.

"I've been calling him since we left the house, Sam but he's out of range and I've already called your best friend. She said she'll meet us at the hospital." Rory was the one who answered. She's in front while Elaine was sitting next to me.

"Thanks, Rory--- ahh!" I didn't have the chance to continue what I had to say when I felt pain in my belly.

"Oh, my God! Paul, please hurry up!" Elaine held my shoulders to keep me still.

"E-Elaine... am I going to lose my baby?" I asked, tears streaming down my face.

"Shhh! Stop thinking those things, ma'am Samantha, that's not going to happen, so please calm down."

Calm down. I think that's the last thing I wanted to do as I couldn't explain the fear I have at that moment. Honestly, I wasn't scared for myself but for my baby. I don't know what to do if I lose her.

"Ahh!" I screamed as I felt the pain again. Then I felt my blood drained from my body when I touched something sticky in my legs. I gulped, slowly looking down my knees... "E-Elaine..."

And that's the last thing I could remember since I've already lost my consciousness.