Chapter 41

"Wait," A small smile forms as she registered what she just heard, "You are pregnant with the guy? Is he cute? Is he kind and warmhearted? Damn, I can't believe such good news happened!" The whole day was full of work and misfortunes. It was the best news she ever thought she would ever receive, "I am so happy for you,"

Anahi didn't seem happy. Her face was still showing fear, "Arletta, my mother cannot find out about this. She will kill me or the baby. I mean, we both know what she is capable of!" She panics, the thought of everything sends chills down her whole body. The thought of what their mother is capable of is just not something easy to handle.

"Anahi," Arletta raises her chin, her hands now on hers, "Look at me, you will never lose another child again. We will protect your child. Our child, okay?" Anahi cries, nodding as she hugs her dear sister, "I was always afraid of Mother. We always were. She manipulated us into feeling like the worst sinners and took our lives away from us. She follows the laws she wants to follow. The sins she makes are white but ours are dark. I am tired of this bullshit. I want my life." Arletta cries. Both of them cry.

"I can't believe I have become like this thanks to her,"

Anahi pulls her from the hug, "Is there something you are not telling me?" She wipes the tears from her sister who only nods.

"I slept with both two priests... and we did a threesome,"

"Oh, God! Halleluya!" She clamps her lips, " You?"

"This was supposed to be a serious moment," Arletta glares. Looking at each other. They both laugh.

"Well. I never thought you would do a threesome with two priests. That is too sinful and Mother would burn you with blue flame if she ever found out,"

"She will find out by the way,"

"Why?

"Apparently," She takes the phone out of her hoody that Anahi is wearing, "Here, Steve knows and he had just threatened me with it."

'Tell me where your sister and the two priests will be safe'

"What? How did he know about it?" Anahi asks, part of her not having a good feeling about it.

"I assume, he is only imagining it since both of them haven't been able to find you," Arletta tries to be as calm as possible.

"You can't go through that woman's hell. It's too much,"

"You can't get caught either. It's now the two of you, not one."

"I think I know how to stop him. Remember the day you were making out with your guy? He tried to... You know..."

"Wait, what did he try to do to you, Anahi?"

"You can guess, Arletta," She looks at her, not believing what she is thinking is correct.

"Of all people?" One of the reasons Arletta hated normal men. They were just too greedy to even want the off-limits. Unlike priests. They were off-limits bit still knew when to stop. The feeling that she was the only one they were fucking gave her glory. The fact that she is sinning made her disgusted.

"He will know I am with you and he will use it against me,"

"You will pretend you saw us and that was one of the ways you used to stop him from doing the shit that you did. But what you didn't know was it was me that he was trying to ... well. The word is kinda.."

"Difficult. I understand," she nods, "Don't you feel bad maybe? You know, because of what he tried to do?" She was concerned.

"Well," Anahi breathes in, "I wouldn't want to remember about it and what's important was you were there on time,"

"Don't you ever get mad? Everyone doing shit that they do to you?" Now Arletta was the one mad.

"I just take it all in. I then tell myself," She sobs, "One day, I will save myself from this hell and I will not have to tolerate it," She takes her sister's hand. After almost crying, Arletta gets up from the bed,

"By the way. I um... I brought some clothes in case I'd find you. Everything a woman would need too," She places the Gucci bag on the bed and takes out what she bought.

"You brought a lot!"

"I know. You like it a lot. That's why," They both laugh, "By the way, you still have not told me about the father, the daddy," She smirks. "And how did you two meet?"

"Well, we both went to the island to have some fun and we had more fun than expected." Her cheeks were now red.

"Do you think he will accept you and the baby?"

"I don't know and even if he does not, I am still glad the baby does not belong to Carlos," Anger rages through her face, "All this time, all he ever managed to make me feel is shit. With Sun, I felt like a little girl and a princess,"

"Did he ever see you in your period?"

"Yep. And that is the best part of the story," Arletta loved how bright her sister's eyes looked when she was talking about this mysterious guy. That is the first time she is like this ever since the death of her child, "Even if he does not want to be with me anymore, I will never forget how he made me feel. Wanted and loved,"

"Well, if he is that cool, we need to find him someday and tell him his love has resulted in another offspring that its mother loves so much," They both laugh.

After some time, Anahi gets up from the bed and goes near the long mirror that faces the bed and takes off her clothes, exposing the wounds that haven't healed since they were formed. Arletta tries her best not to stare at them but fails miserably.

"You can look at them," Anahi could see through the mirror and it was clear that her sister was more nervous and angry at the same time.

"They will take time to heal because they were infected,"

"They didn't even cover them with anything?"

"They would, If I did not escape. Mother does that for me regularly while singing me lullaby songs," She takes the towel and wraps it around her body, "Painful as hell,"

"How did you handle it?" Her voice was a bit low and husky. A sound that explains shock and pain at the same time and maybe a little appreciation.

Silence conquered for seconds, "There was no other way. I had to think of better days that would come and how I would make sure she never does this to me again,"

Arletta steps closer to her sister and hugs her from her back, closing her eyes, "Better days are almost there, sister," They stay like that for some time. Later on, they both go to the shower room and Arletta helps her sister wash the wounds of her body. One thing she noticed, the belly was not bruised, "So you protected the belly at all cost,"

"I had an idea that this could have happened. The medicine they gave me surely had side effects including this one," Anahi was now taking her towel from the hanger behind the door. The bathroom was blue and the floor was of wood, carrying a bathtub, a sink and a toilet sink. Arletta was still sitting on the side of the bathtub.

"Let's say you did it on purpose," Arletta smirks as she gets up from it. Anahi covers her face with her hands.

"That was the one time we got to do it and I didn't want to use protection," She blushes.

"So I take it he was good at what he did," Arletta nods.

"I wanted more but I was taken and we never said goodbye. He must be angry at me right now. He must think maybe I did it on purpose,"

"Why?"

"There was this ring that he gave me, I threw it because I was nervous and angry. I don't think he thinks I was taken. Maybe he thinks I run away from him. And that should not matter because we agreed that everything would end in the islands,"

"Has it ended though?" Arletta hugs her from the back, her eyes looking at her.

"I hate to admit it, but the few days I've spent with him are quite unforgettable," Anahi sighs, her hand holding into her sister's, "But maybe it is over for him. I can't give myself hope really,"

"Okay, but we have to find him. The baby has the right to know about the father. And if he is a good man as you say he is. He will take care of it no matter what," Anahi nods. She knows in her heart that she will.

Staying like that makes Arletta think for a while, "What if we helped each other like this since the very beginning? Maybe we would not have reached the stage we have right now. Maybe together, we would have stopped Mother from being the way she is. Both of us would be able to get what we craved for most in our lives,"

" Freedom. It is not too late. We can still make it happen," Anahi says, "We can make it,"