21 Chapter 21
*Lydia's POV*
I opened my eyes and I was greeted with white walls. Then I remembered what happened that night so I figured that I am in a hospital. I suddenly felt lonely. I felt my stomach and my baby bump is starting to show. Oh God, how long was I out? Yet, I am grateful that my baby is safe. I looked around and saw Andy sitting in a nearby couch. Why is he here? He hated me so much. Don't let your hopes up girl. Andy thought I was the culprit. How can I prove him wrong? I don't know where he got those files and pictures. Someone must be really mad at me to accuse me of those horrible things. As far as I can remember, that night when he came home he was beyond furious. He would never listen to me. He told me we're over and it broke my heart. I was so excited to tell him about the baby. It was supposed to be my surprise yet it seemed that I was the one surprised by his accusations.
I am still alive yet I don't want to be. I am not being selfish here but I just thought it would be better if I had died. I would be with my grandmother. I missed her so badly and she is the only one I need right now. Yes, I need to put the baby first. There should be a reason why God gave me another chance to live. History repeats itself. That I can attest is true since I will be a single mother for sure.
He must be here since he already knew about your baby. Not for me. But I can't let him take away my baby from me. My baby is the only family I have. I'm going to die if they'll take my baby away. I stirred and Andy had woken up. My throat is so dry I asked him for water. I can barely say the word.
"How are you feeling?" He asked me.
"Fine, I guess." He told me that he was happy that I finally woke up. I didn't expect him to care. He was beyond furious that night.
"I thought you hate me." I told him and I noticed that he was caught off guard. He didn't respond. He was just staring at me. I started to talk. I don't care if he would listen to me or not. I told him about my dream.
The dream I had about the beautiful garden and meeting my grandmother again. I was rambling. I can't help my tears. I know I should not show him that I am very vulnerable right now. But I can't help it. He tried to console me. He hugged me to my surprise. But the thought of him doing that for the sake of the baby broke my heart all over again. I cried hysterically. That was when the doctor came.
He was just staring at me the whole time the doctor treated me. I avoided his gaze as much as possible. The doctor told me that I still need to rest and eat healthy. I figure that since it's very obvious that I lost a couple of pounds. The doctor gave me a reassuring smile and talked to Andy. Their voices were low so I didn't bother to listen. All I'm thinking is how to escape from this place. Yeah, I'll give it a day or two to gain enough energy. I need to escape. Yes, that's the best thing to do. God, I need to get away from here. I need to be away as much as possible. I need to go right now.
It's been two days since I woke up from coma. I glanced at his sleeping form once more. I am trying to memorize his facial features. I may not be able to see him again but I love the man even though I know he hates me. As much as I love you Andy, things have changed. You don't trust me anymore. I don't have a choice but to leave. Our baby is my only family now. I hope someday you'll understand. I'm letting you go. Goodbye darling. I'll never stop loving you.
I tried my best to stand up although my body is still weak and my legs are violently shaking. I tiptoed all the way to the door and as I turned the doorknob it made a click sound and I thought I was doomed. Andy is still sleeping like a baby. I took the chance to head outside. It's in the middle of the night so the hallways are clear. I walked slowly but my heart is beating like a drum I couldn't hear anything. I am so determined to get out fast but yet I haven't fully recovered. I am praying so hard that he will notice I'm gone. I hope I can make it outside without the staff in this hospital took notice of me.
"Where do you think you're going Lydia?" I was dead in my track when I heard Andy's voice boom in the hallway. I was so scared that my whole body began to tremble. I hear his steps coming my way and he took my arms so that I can face him.
"Why are you running away?" He asked me softly. I didn't say a word. I was just staring at him. He got me from my feet and carried me bridal style on our way to my room. The silence is deafening. I hugged my stomach to prevent myself from putting my hands on his neck.
He put me back into my bed. I know he's angry right now. I can't stop my body from trembling. "I think it's about time we talk things over Lydia."
I opened my eyes and I was greeted with white walls. Then I remembered what happened that night so I figured that I am in a hospital. I suddenly felt lonely. I felt my stomach and my baby bump is starting to show. Oh God, how long was I out? Yet, I am grateful that my baby is safe. I looked around and saw Andy sitting in a nearby couch. Why is he here? He hated me so much. Don't let your hopes up girl. Andy thought I was the culprit. How can I prove him wrong? I don't know where he got those files and pictures. Someone must be really mad at me to accuse me of those horrible things. As far as I can remember, that night when he came home he was beyond furious. He would never listen to me. He told me we're over and it broke my heart. I was so excited to tell him about the baby. It was supposed to be my surprise yet it seemed that I was the one surprised by his accusations.
I am still alive yet I don't want to be. I am not being selfish here but I just thought it would be better if I had died. I would be with my grandmother. I missed her so badly and she is the only one I need right now. Yes, I need to put the baby first. There should be a reason why God gave me another chance to live. History repeats itself. That I can attest is true since I will be a single mother for sure.
He must be here since he already knew about your baby. Not for me. But I can't let him take away my baby from me. My baby is the only family I have. I'm going to die if they'll take my baby away. I stirred and Andy had woken up. My throat is so dry I asked him for water. I can barely say the word.
"How are you feeling?" He asked me.
"Fine, I guess." He told me that he was happy that I finally woke up. I didn't expect him to care. He was beyond furious that night.
"I thought you hate me." I told him and I noticed that he was caught off guard. He didn't respond. He was just staring at me. I started to talk. I don't care if he would listen to me or not. I told him about my dream.
The dream I had about the beautiful garden and meeting my grandmother again. I was rambling. I can't help my tears. I know I should not show him that I am very vulnerable right now. But I can't help it. He tried to console me. He hugged me to my surprise. But the thought of him doing that for the sake of the baby broke my heart all over again. I cried hysterically. That was when the doctor came.
He was just staring at me the whole time the doctor treated me. I avoided his gaze as much as possible. The doctor told me that I still need to rest and eat healthy. I figure that since it's very obvious that I lost a couple of pounds. The doctor gave me a reassuring smile and talked to Andy. Their voices were low so I didn't bother to listen. All I'm thinking is how to escape from this place. Yeah, I'll give it a day or two to gain enough energy. I need to escape. Yes, that's the best thing to do. God, I need to get away from here. I need to be away as much as possible. I need to go right now.
It's been two days since I woke up from coma. I glanced at his sleeping form once more. I am trying to memorize his facial features. I may not be able to see him again but I love the man even though I know he hates me. As much as I love you Andy, things have changed. You don't trust me anymore. I don't have a choice but to leave. Our baby is my only family now. I hope someday you'll understand. I'm letting you go. Goodbye darling. I'll never stop loving you.
I tried my best to stand up although my body is still weak and my legs are violently shaking. I tiptoed all the way to the door and as I turned the doorknob it made a click sound and I thought I was doomed. Andy is still sleeping like a baby. I took the chance to head outside. It's in the middle of the night so the hallways are clear. I walked slowly but my heart is beating like a drum I couldn't hear anything. I am so determined to get out fast but yet I haven't fully recovered. I am praying so hard that he will notice I'm gone. I hope I can make it outside without the staff in this hospital took notice of me.
"Where do you think you're going Lydia?" I was dead in my track when I heard Andy's voice boom in the hallway. I was so scared that my whole body began to tremble. I hear his steps coming my way and he took my arms so that I can face him.
"Why are you running away?" He asked me softly. I didn't say a word. I was just staring at him. He got me from my feet and carried me bridal style on our way to my room. The silence is deafening. I hugged my stomach to prevent myself from putting my hands on his neck.
He put me back into my bed. I know he's angry right now. I can't stop my body from trembling. "I think it's about time we talk things over Lydia."