My Baby's father - S01 E34

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My Baby's father - S01 E34

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 34

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? Kim’s p.o.v.?

I was looking around as the doctor fussed over me. I can’t recall being brought here,the last thing I remembered was when Rodrigo and his guys took me to that deserted place. That is the last thing I can recall.

This place doesn’t look like an hospital even with the white curtains it was still homely and the old lady had said this is her house.

“So how are you feeling? What’s the last thing you recall?” The doctor asked.

“Not so good, there is this migraine at the side of my head and…” I trailed off before my eyes widened. “My b_baby,my baby”. I stuttered.

I was pregnant right but why does it look like I can’t feel anything in my stomach?. The doctor smiled after looking at my facial expression.

“Your baby is in a perfect condition and that’s good news right?”.

“Right” I attested “but I can’t feel anything” I told him sincerely.

“It’s the effect of the anesthetics. You should rest now but I can assure you that your baby is in a perfect condition” he said grinning and I frowned.

I don’t like doctors. Those doctors reassured me that nothing was going to happen to my dad but he died. This Doctor is telling me that my baby was alright yet I couldn’t feel anything.

I turned my head to the side before sleep gradually took over.

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“Do you want to talk about yourself?” The old lady asked for the uptheenth time. She desperately wanted to start a conversation and I wasn’t in the mood for that.

She pestered me for about thirty more minutes and I seriously wished there was a sleeping pill here so I can fall asleep. But falling asleep wasn’t an easy feat this days. Since the doctor stopped giving me the anesthetics drugs three days ago I haven’t been able to fall asleep for long. The longest sleep I have had since was about an hour or so and I woke up panting because I had a nightmare. The nightmares where recurring and it was beginning to wear me down apparently because I wanted to sleep but I was afraid to fall asleep.

“Where are you from?” She asked again.

Can’t she get that I don’t want to talk to her.

“Do you remember what happened before you got here? Don’t you want to know how you got here? At least say something”. She said with apparent frustration in her voice.

I wasn’t nice to her but I wanted to be because she helped me and if not for her my baby and I would have been dead by now. But I didn’t know how to talk to her,I didn’t want to recall all that have happened after I see Rodrigo and his guys hitting me in my dreams or when the Rico guy pushed me off the cliff and it was like my spirit was watching my body disintegrating into pieces,that is not a good feeling.

It was still haunting me and talking to her about it wouldn’t help at all because i already kept it in one part of my head and she wanted me to bring it back to reality.

“Do you have any family?” She asked again and I shook my head.

“You don’t have any? Who is the father of your baby then?” She asked again confusion marring her soft features.

“My baby doesn’t have a father” I replied coldly.

“Is he dead or something? What about your mom and your dad?” She asked again.

Didn’t I just say I didn’t have any family.

“My mom died along time ago and my dad passed away not too long ago” I told her hoping she wouldn’t ask me any questions.

“I am sorry my dear. What’s is your name and where are you from?”.

“Kim. My name is Kimberly,I am half Chinese and half Philippine.”

“Do you stay around here?”.

“I don’t know. I don’t know this place. Where exactly is this?”

“We are in Cape town”.

“Capetown?”

“Yes. I saw you few days ago and my farm,you passed out already and I decided to bring you home to take care of you. Can you recall what happened before that?” She ask.

I shook my head “no I can’t recall what happened” I replied. I can recall everything that happened but I was trying desperately to forget and I couldn’t just start explaining again.

“You can’t? You were shot on the shoulder and you were pretty bruised when I found you. Can’t you recall what happened before that?”.

“No I can’t” I said,this time more sternly.

“It’s okay,let me leave you to rest. If you need anything let me know or you can call one of the maids” she instructed and I looked at her as she made her way to the door.

I haven’t thanked her yet.

“Thank you for saving me,I won’t forget this” I told her sincerely. “Thank you ma’am… ..”

“Lucy” she told me smiling.

“Thank you ma’am Lucy” I told her before turning to the other side of the bed. I felt her eyes on me but I didn’t turn to look at her until I heard the sound of the door creaking gently.

I know next to nothing about her but I definitely wouldn’t forget her. Not everyone helps a wounded person they meet in a farm but she helped me and she gave my baby and I another shot to life.

I wouldn’t forget her,I promise her that.

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I ran but the guy was still chasing me with an evil glint in his eyes. I was beginning to get tired but he was still chasing me and I was running with the little strength I had left until I tripped over a stone and I fell down with a loud thud,I was about to help myself up when a scawny hand grabbed my two legs. The man already caught up with me.

“Please let me go. Please I am begging you, please”.

“Let’s play, let’s play. We are just gonna play” he said still dragging me.

“Please I beg you, please. Please don’t take me there,I don’t want to go back there”. I begged.

“I said we are just gonna play. You need your medicine”. He grinned evilly.

“No please,I don’t want that medicine. Please let me go, please” I begged.

“No it’s yours and you need it” he said again.

I begged and begged but my pleas went on deaf ears,the man still dragged me towards the river. By now I was already crying still begging the guy.

“Please you can’t throw me into the water please” I begged again.

“Look,we are just gonna play. For some time” he said sickly.

“Please don’t do this to me” I begged him

“Don’t get me angry,we are just gonna play” he said again before pushing me forward.

“Please don’t do this to me. Please I am be…” I was still saying until he pushed me into the water and it didn’t take long before the water was already going into my system,I didn’t know how to swim and my breath was hitching already,I was drowning. “Pleaseeeeeeee” I yelled crying until heavy hands yanked me away from the bed and I slowly opened my eyes,I was still in Lucy’s house not in the water drowning. It was just a nightmare.

My eyes accommodated to the old lady looking at me with tired eyes that were now filled with pity and she threw her hands around next before pulling me into a big hug,it was comforting but I didn’t need that right now,my stomach was churning and I suddenly felt like throwing up,I placed my hands on my mouth, slightly pushing the old lady but she tightened her hold on me. I couldn’t hold it anymore and I did the most grossiest thing ever,I threw up on her body. I vomited everything I had left of the lasagna I had for dinner,I felt disgusted by the yellow sticky liquid that was already on the lady’s nightgown before I stood up and made my way to the bathroom.

I splashed water on my tears stained face before examining the dark cycles under my eyes. The nightmares occured more frequently and I was lagging behind on sleep,the little nap I take would always be cut short by the nightmares and I couldn’t sleep during the day either. The doctor gave me some sleeping pills,it helped a little but I still had terrifying nightmares.

Today’s own was pretty worst because I even threw up,I never threw up after I had those nightmares.

The poor lady’s nightgown.

I splashed more water on my face before wiping my face dry with a clean towel.

I needed help because I don’t know how long I can last if this persists.

“I am sorry about your gown” I apologized immediately I came out of the bathroom.

“No it’s alright,it isn’t your fault” she told me coming closer. She already discarded the stained nightgown for a more bigger one and I couldn’t find any trace of vomits on the bed and the hardboard floor either. She already sent people to clean up because my bed sheets have been replaced too.

“Do you want to talk about it?” She asked and I shook my head.

“No” I probably look crazy and f----d up to her. I was a crazy pregnant woman having nightmares and throwing up in the middle of the night. It doesn’t make any sense to me either.

“I heard you screaming in your sleep, does it have something to do with what happened to you?” She asked again.

“No” I said. I didn’t want to lie to her but I couldn’t tell her either.

“I know you don’t trust me. You don’t even know me but this is happening more often and you need to talk about it to someone” she said and I raised an eyebrow.

“Not my intention to creep on you but I have been hearing screaming and gasps from you whenever you are asleep and the doctor also told me about you needing sleeping pills to sleep,this isn’t a good development. If you won’t talk to me,you should be able to talk to a professional” she paused looking at me “This isn’t just about you,think about the child in your womb,you need to be in a good state of mind before you think of welcoming a baby into this world” she continued on.

I never liked the idea of seeing therapist because I think it doesn’t just ends well. I have faced grief, rejection,betrayal and attempted murder it is sure beginning to weigh me down and it isn’t a good feeling. I should give this a trial because the nightmares were sick ones and the ending isn’t usually good,I either drown or I get shot which automatically means death.

“Do you know anyone?” I asked her and her face lit up immediately.

“You mean you want to see a therapist?” She asked smiling.

“Yes” I said biting my fingers “I want to give it a trial”.

“That’s a good decision dear. I happen to know a very good one she stays outside town” she said and my face fell immediately.

Outside Town? Heck I wasn’t even ready to leave this room yet. What if Rodrigo or one of those guys happens to see me. They are everywhere and they mustn’t know I was still alive because I won’t be able to survive this if they see me again.

“What’s wrong Kimberly? You already zoned out,don’t you like the idea of meeting her outside town?” She asked and I nodded.

“Don’t you know of anyone that doesn’t requires me leaving the town?” I asked looking at my fingers.

“No don’t stress it dear,I know a good one too. But she is a priest”.

“She? Priest?”.

“Yes,it was unbelievable to hear that she already became a priest but she still runs therapy sections and she is one of the best in the states”.

“Do you think she can help me?”

“Yes as long as you are willing to open up to her” she paused “Kim I know this won’t be easy but you need to try your best,it can be hard. It’s really hard because I have a personal experience about this too and it wasn’t easy too but it either get worst from here or it gets better” she advised and I nodded.

“Gets worst or better?” I asked

“Yes,it either gets worst or better”.

“Isn’t therapy supposed to make it more better?”

“Yes it makes it better in some cases but not all cases. In some cases after therapy everything becomes more easier and in some cases it becomes more worst. You as a person should know which choice you have to make,so you have to make sure things becomes better after yours. It is an individual decision”.

“When am I meeting her?” I asked.

“I would book an appointment when the day breaks. Are you sure you are ready?”

“Yes” I replied more confident than before.

“That’s good” she said grinning at me and for the first time since I happen to meet her,I returned her smile.

Things get worst or better.

I hope it gets better for me and my baby.

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