8| Runaway

Laura.

I wonder why mom and dad told him about my little private secret. I thought we already talked about it that I'll be the only one to tell him about it when the right time comes or whenever I felt like.

Though, I wanted to inform him about it when he handed me over to the cops but felt better when I didn't.

It's been five months since I stayed back in his mansion with his wife, Blanca. It hasn't been easy, doing all the washing, cleaning, cooking and all the home chores. Especially with this pregnancy.

Most times, I look down on myself, wondering how chubby and plumpy I've become. I eat too much these days like a baby monster.

It's so obvious that he comes to realize the truth. Am carrying his baby. But ever since then, he doesn't stress me or treat me badly anymore. He's being nice…. Lately? His wife, Blanca, can't stand a chance or second glare at me.

I think I might be irritated to her. Dawson currently moved me from the duplex at the back of the mansion to come live with him in the main mansion and I swear, that change of mind made Blanca pissed.

I'm sure, she'll be screwing Dawson for doing that.

So?

How's that my business? I'm given a comfortable life here. Though, he restricted me from going to see my parents and going out for outdoors activities or sightseeing because he believed that I might runaway.

Now, I can't search for a job nor see my friends Rebecca, Flora and Emily in person. All I do is being locked up inside this mansion, consume large quantities of food everyday, 24/7.

I sat on the edge of the bed when I finished arranging my dried clothes in the wardrobe at the walk-in closet. Even with the air conditioner, I still feel sweaty.

I took a deep breath.

I somehow feel sleepy. I spent hours talking with mom and dad on video call and then, my three friends too. Though, they felt a bit sad and sorry for me.

It's so unfortunate that I couldn't attend their wedding, especially flora's who did hers last week.

I'm ready to listen to some songs in boomplay but then, I heard some argument coming from the room next to mine. I chimed closer to the wall, with my ears up like an antenna or should I say, a wolf?

From the sound of it, I think it's Dawson and Blanca. What happened now? These two have been having complicated issues since I started living her.

And I know for sure that this case involves me as I listen.

"Oh really?" Blanca started. "You are the one blowing this shit up. You brought that woman to come live with us in this mansion!"

"That's because she's carrying my heir." Dawson challenged her.

"And you think I couldn't give you one? If she hadn't killed our baby, don't you think we'd be smiling staring at our baby in the cot by now?"

"Look, Blanca. Enough of this tantrums, am getting pissed off by it." Dawson retaliated. And I can tell how much anger grows in him. "We already talked about this before."

"Fine!" Blanca shouted and I heard something smashed on the floor like a glass. "I can't wait for her to give birth to the baby and leave us for good. Fuck!"

"You'll end up hurting yourself if you don't bring your voice down."

"Fuck it! Like I care? You clearly heard the doctor the other day. Our chances of having a baby is thin. Very thin, Dawson. Now tell me, how does that sound in your ears? Huh?"

My eyes bugged.

Really? Is that true? Then why?

"Yes I know." He sighed. "And that was the reason why I said we'll take the baby from her and pay her off immediately the baby is born."

Jesus!

Take my…. What?!

Oh wow. Nice plan, guys. But so sorry to say it won't work on me. I already know your next target now and I'll make sure none of it comes to pass.

Without waiting to hear more, I got up from the bed and began to arrange my belongings. I placed everything I know that's valuable to me into the luggage I came with and carefully sneaked out of the hallway.

No one caught me, neither was there a sounds of footsteps approaching the passageway.

I somehow managed to dismiss from the premises successfully.

Mission accomplished.

When I got out of the area, I booked a taxi that'd take me to the airport where I can board off to Alabama.