Bailey's POVThe gates of the mansion opened up as I pressed the entry code, as I got to the big doors I saw Agatha “Oh, child.” Agatha said, running to me when she spotted me. Worry was written all over her face. I was surprised to see her seeing as William wasn't sure she would come back after he jailed Gianna. “Agatha.” I smiled at her and entered the living room. She glanced at my stomach and I noticed her eyes got watery. “Oh, Bailey.”“It's been so long aunt, how have you been?” I asked her and she hugged me. I didn't resist. I hugged her back. She must be going through quite a rough time herself, I thought.“Erm.. I'm so sorry about Gianna.” There was a moment of silence and then she spoke.“You don't have to apologize for anything, child. She made her own choices and she has to own up to the outcome, hm?” She said, holding my chin, and smiling. I forced a smile too.“I'm so glad you're back. Should I make you something? You must be so tired.”“Noo, I am not um… I won't be lo
A few months later…Bailey's POV “Thank you for coming with me,” I said as I adjusted my seatbelt. “You don't need to thank me, according to this book, it's my duty.” He said, pointing to the pregnancy help book on his lap, William has been reading a lot of these pregnancy help books over the weeks and I personally think the author sucks. Just last week, he kept trying to convince me to go for something called a vagina steam, and don't get me started on the time he practically coerced me into making a mayonnaise face mask. How does that help the baby? William pushing a stray strand of hair to my ear brought me out of my thoughts. He shifted it back a little so that it was not too tight on my belly. He was always so cautious and passionate when it came to my belly and he had no idea how happy and secure that made me feel. “Thank you. I'm tired already, I can't wait for him to come out.” I grumbled, touching my belly. He chuckled. “I gotta admit, pregnancy suits you.” He teased me
EPILOGUE A few months later…Bailey's POV I sighed as I finally laid Arlo to sleep after all the crying. I looked at his peaceful face and couldn't help but notice how much he looked like William.After a lot of horrible suggestions from William and Shayna. We finally agreed to name him Arlo after William's grandfather, it was either that or John Cena. And I was not gonna name my son after William's favorite wrestler or after Shayna's favorite rapper.I quietly left the room in search of William. It had been a very long day and I hadn't seen much of him. Matthew had thrown us a huge party to celebrate the renewal of our marriage vows and I was tired from all the rush and excitement.I opened the door to our room to find him asleep, at least that's what I thought. I went into the bathroom to take a shower and came back to lay beside him. It wasn't even up to 5 minutes when I heard Arlo crying through the baby monitor. I groaned in utter frustration and
As I stepped into the dull lightened bar, the heavy scent of alcohol mingled with hushed conversations going on in every corner made it rowdy and I desperately needed a drink, and the anonymity of this place offered a temporary escape from reality. I took a seat on a worn-out stool, feeling a mix of loneliness and longing.“My usual please,” I said to James who worked as the bartender in the club.“Hey Bails, I haven’t seen you in a while. How are you?” He asks in his what I have always assumed to be an Irish accent. James was a charming guy with loads of tattoos on his body and face, it took me a while to get used to seeing him without being frightened. “You know I only come here when life becomes unbearable,” I say and He chuckles.“Those types of days, right?” Give me a minute, I'll have your drink ready in no time.” He says leaving me. As the loud music of the club clouded my ears, I couldn’t help but wonder why the club was so packed today. “Here you go, damsel,” James says,
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months and my whole escapade with the stranger became a thing of the past. “Hi hi hi,” Shayna says in a sing-song voice immediately I open the door and let her in. Shayna is one of the little friends I have made, we have known each other for so long she is now basically my sister.She has helped me more than any family member of mine has and I’ll be forever grateful for that.“What can I do for you?” I ask as I pad over to the kitchen area to finish making breakfast.“our food.” She says clapping her hands like a seal making me laugh. “ We are going out.”“to?” I ask.“ I would like to say club but I know if I say that you’re going to have me out of your house before I take my next breath. We are just going to spend some time together.” You are always working, are you working today?” “yeah. I even have to leave in the next hour.”“Urgh….Then I guess I’m going to be following you around like a puppy today.” She says as I place a plate of
The Next day..As I got back home from the café I work at during the day, I picked up a bottle of water to drink water then proceeded to pack my hair into a bun, I picked up my work bag and worked my way out of the little flat I call home. Playing with the ring on my index, I stand at the curve of the road waiting for the bus to arrive. Seeing People dressed sharply coming back from work made my heart ache a bit because I knew that no matter how much I dreamt it wasn't a luxury that I would never be able to afford.Dreaming was just not for me anymore.The bus finally arrived and I got on by tapping my card and finding a seat in the middle. I look out the window and watch the scenery go by. I close my eyes for a nanosecond to get myself together to face the world I was about to walk into once more. I sigh as I open my eyes as another passenger comes to sit beside me.Finally, the bus gets to my stop and I alight. Looking up at the neon lights of the club, I crossed the road to get i
“Miss Simons.”“How do you know my name?” I ask fiercely. “I know you must have seen me one of these days and you must have been curious about my identity.”I was terrified. I did not know what to do or say. The man continued, “I do not mean you any harm. I really just want to talk to you.” “You did not answer me. Who are you and why have you been following me?” I said angrily.“I can not give you all of the answers right now, but I promise to explain everything if you’d agree to meet with me tomorrow. I would like you to meet someone.”“Why should I put my trust in you?” I don’t even know you, how do I know that this is not a lie that you use to abduct innocent people, for all I know you might be a kidnapper or one of those men who sells women for money”, I ask, trying to put on a tough face even though i was beyond terrified. He smiled softly and said.“I understand your concerns Miss Simons but consider this if I have ever had any intention to harm you, I would have probably do
THE MYSTERIOUS MANW-What, is this a joke?”I exclaimed, literally jumping up from my seat as I glared at both Mr Orton and the mystery man who just kept staring at me like I had something on my face.“This is crazy, outrageous even. I-I can’t do that, I don't even know you guys.“Just think about it. “Ok?”There’s a lot you’ll be gaining from it, and…“And what?”. I say, cutting him off.“How do you know I’ll be gaining from it? You don’t even know me.”“Trust me Mrs Simmons, I am well aware of your financial situation, and this contract is offering more than you make in a year with your two jobs combined.” The mystery man said while staring at me intensely.“And also,” Mr Orton chipped in. “A contract will be drawn so you’ll also get a say in everything and it will be tailored to benefit you both.” I guess Mr Orton was trying to do some damage control. As he probably noticed me standing there with my two arms crossed around each other fuming with anger and wondering why I thought co