6: Unwanted Guests

EDEN

I didn't even know who to blame for my present condition.

Do I blame myself for being careless and stupid? Yes.

Do I blame the guy I had spent the night with for taking advantage of a drunk girl? 

Do I blame Angela for letting me drink so much and then leaving me at the mercy of a strange man?

Or do I blame my father for overreacting and getting me locked up in the cellar?

I didn't know what issue to even face.

Between the injuries I had sustained from Nelly and her mother's beating. Or the fact that I hadn't eaten in three days and I was pregnant. Or maybe it was the fact that my father was going to have my head when he found out I didn't know who the father of the baby was.

How did my father even know that I was pregnant? All he did was look at me and all of a sudden, he was asking how I was pregnant.

Maybe the doctor’s told him. So much for keeping information confidential.

I had sex once and all of a sudden, I was going to become a mother? How did that even make sense? I was still struggling to take care of myself and now I had to take care of a kid?

What if it was more than one kid? With my luck, I should expect that.

Now, I couldn't even go out and look for Angela so she would point me in the right direction to look for who I was with that night. What if she didn't know?

I was going to be a single mother in a pack where people hated me. If my father doesn't kill me first.

But what if I wasn't pregnant? What if my father was overreacting just because he smelt another wolf on me? Yeah, that's what happened. And the doctor’s could make a mistake. It has happened before.

My stomach growling reminded me of where I was and my current situation. I needed to get out of here, even if it was to just eat. 

“Hey! Let me out of here! Hey! Anybody there?!” I banged on the door repeatedly but I was met with silence.

I've been doing this for the last three days and no one has answered me.

I slid back to the floor and sat on the hard ground. I was going to die here. That's what they wanted to do.

“Why the hell are you making noise? Don't you know the people in this house are trying to live?”

I heard a voice outside and I didn't even bother to think about who it was.

I'd recognize that voice anywhere.

“Ryker." I lifted myself up from the floor “Ryker, please let me out. Please. I'm hungry and tired and… please let me out.”

He laughed. He sounded and looked nothing like the person I had loved.

“How stupid do you think I am? I should let you out so you would run away or I should let you out so you would go back to your sugar daddy that knocked you up?" he spit out. Giving me a disgusted look.

“Listen, it wasn't like that-”

“It wasn't? Oh please, tell me how it was then. You dared to accuse me when you were actually pregnant? I should have known you were a whore. That's probably why you never put out no matter how much I begged you for it. I'm glad I didn't even have sex with you. I would probably have contracted every STD on the planet.”

His words hurt me deeply. Everything he said was wrong. I was still a virgin when I caught him in bed with my sister. I didn't accuse him, I actually had proof and I saw him with my eyes. Also, I didn't sleep with him because of how he asked for it.

It was either he guilt tripped me or he stopped speaking to me entirely when I refused to sleep with him. He kept saying it like he deserved it and like I was denying him his right.

If he would get me out here. I’ll beg him. My baby’s life is worth more than my pride.

“Ryker, that's not what happened. Please, let me out. Please, I haven't eaten and the baby-” 

“The baby?" He laughed and kicked the door causing me to flinch and step a few feet away. “You bitch! That bastard you're carrying in your stupid little stomach isn't a baby. It's a bastard. A homeless illegitimate piece of shit that no one is going to accept. It is going to grow up to be either like the whore of a mother or a hooligan of a father. “

“My baby is not a bastard.” I grit out.

“Ry, what're you doing here?" Nelly's stupid voice interrupted our lash out.

“Oh, I happened to hear a noise that won't let me concentrate. She's been making so much damn noise and I just can't take it anymore. Now she's calling that thing a baby.”

I hated the way they were speaking about me like I wasn't here. I was beginning to have hunger pains and I feared for what this may be.

I may not be able to confirm if I'm truly pregnant but I still had to consider the possibility. It was true that I'd been feeling a certain way for the last few days.

I'd thrown up a couple of times since I'd been locked here. Hunger wasn't the only reason I wanted to get out of here. The smell of the vomit and urine had me choking and gasping for air whenever I smelt it.

It made me wrench and I needed fresh air.

“You bloody bitch, you just can't seem to get away from my man, can you? Mum always said you were a whore and I believed it. I just didn't think you'd actually be so foolish to get knocked up. Such a hypocrite, always acting like you were Holy Mary.”

I didn't have anything to say to Nelly. She wasn't worth my strength or my words. She was also the last person that was reasonable enough to have a conversation with.

“Can you two just let me out please? I'll do anything you want, just let me out!"

Tears gathered in my throat at their bullying and I hated myself for being so soft to Nelly. Damn my hormones.

“Let’s go Ryker, she's not worth our time.”

I listened as their footsteps faded away, leaving me alone in my thoughts.