My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

His voice rough, he retorted at me, "Let go of you? Didn't you make all this fuss to provoke me so that I would do this to you? What's the matter? Are you not happy with the outcome?"

"Hendrix, you can just let me know if you don't want the baby! You don't have to use the same method twice on me to force me to get rid of the child," I stopped struggling. I knew I wouldn't be able to escape from his grasp.

He stopped what he was doing and closed his eyes. He let out a long sigh before he whispered into my ears, sounding weak, "Arianna, what do you want me to do?"

I didn't answer him. It stung my heart whenever I thought of our future. When would this end? When would we stop torturing each other?

"Get off of me. It's uncomfortable," I pushed at Hendrix's chest. We could never settle the problems that laid between us in a mere couple of days.

After all, Rome was not built in one day.

He said, "I'm afraid I can't."

My face turned red as I felt something hard against me. I fumed at him, "Hendrix, this is the hospital!"

He nodded, "I know, do you want to?"

"No!" I rejected it. He was out of line.

Hendrix kissed me on the forehead and directed my hands to reach downwards. I grimaced, wishing that the ground would swallow me up.

from embarrassment, and so I asked him impatiently,

I could only wait

he let go of my hand. He turned to lay on his back, trying to slow down his rapid

got up, really didn't want to stay in the same space

on my outfit, I left the

the door, and my face still

she must

she had repeated that same sentence so much

peeked on us," I raised my eyebrows and continued, "You can go in

After that, I left.

found a restroom on my way out and washed them for

dark. I got home and saw that Aaron parked his car right in front of the villa. He was difficult to

soon as I spotted him, I slowed my car to make a turn and head

car pulled to a halt in front of mine, blocking my way. Through the window, he glared at me coldly from his car and curled his lips, "Just how long are you

get out of his car. He walked near my car and leaned against the car window, looking as casual

he did tell

Aaron was inevitable.

and looked at him, then I said, frigidly, "What do you