Techna
You wouldn’t blame me that I have been staying in my room for the past two days now after I heard the news of them being in the Mafia, and me losing a child, right?
My life is just so miserable. First I got pregnant with the man I dislike. Then I lost one of my triplets, and now I found out they are in the Mafia, and that’s what killed my baby.
Why did Tyler have to drag me into this? Why did I have to get pregnant for him? It’s not like I am not excited about being pregnant, but I didn’t want it on the beginning. If it was some else I didn’t dislike, it would have been better, but fate or whatever wouldn’t have it that way.
I held my small baby bump and smiled. I wished I still had the other triplet. I wished I could kiss my stomach.
I haven’t seen anyone in two days, not even Mac. She knew, but she didn’t tell me, a best friend indeed. I haven’t really eaten well in two days. Only the two Burger, fruit juice and fries that I took in the midnight when everyone had slept two days ago. And then yesterday morning before everyone woke up, I took some food and brought it to my room.
The food had finished and I was hungry, but I didn’t want to eat. I didn’t want to see any one. They had been hitting my door and asking me to come out, especially Mac and Tyler. Some times when I stay at the door, I would hear Tyler call out to me, and after he stops he would sleep on the door on the other side.
It was exactly twelve noon in the afternoon, making it the third day I hadn’t seen anyone. I went to shower after deleting all Mac and Tyler’s messages, telling me to come out and eat so I don’t malnourish myself and the babies.
When I had woken up this morning I saw 200 missed call. 105 from Tyler and 95 from Mac.”Techna please I am begging you, open this door.” I heard Tyler beg from the other side of the door. I turned off the tap and went inside the walk-in closet without answering him.
Finally, I decided to come out of my room after three days. It didn’t mean I will still talk to them and act like everything was okay. Especially Tyler. He was the one that really brought all this on me.
For the past few days I was in my room alone, I had cried myself to sleep. I couldn’t still get over it till now. Who would? And I was really scared for myself, my babies and even Tyler, surprisingly. Even with all he did, and how much I don’t like him, I wouldn’t be able to leave by with myself if he dies or he gets into an accident.
I was really scared. We all were in the danger and we didn’t know who wanted to attack us. Why do Mafias fight against each other. Either one wants the other down because it’s the best successful Mafia or because the leader wants the Mafia or something.
Too much Mafia wattpad stories are in my head, and I am thinking of the reason. “Techna, open this door please or I break it down! I have been wanting to do that two days ago, but I wanted to give you space. But I can’t take it anymore. I know you can hear me” This man never gives up.
That’s what I liked about him.
What? I cringed. Where did that come from? I changed into a sleeveless sweater and a sweatpants. My jeans were already getting tight for me.
I walked to the door and held the knob. I breathed in and out before unlocking it. I was about to face Tyler and the rest, and I don’t know if I was ready to face them but look, I was done ignoring them. I turned the door knob and opened the door to see a messed up looking Tyler. His hair was all over the place and his face looked really stressed.
I was engulfed in a bone crushing bear hug. “Techna! I missed you. I am so sorry.” I felt him sniff on the crook of my shoulder.
I think I missed you too.
“Ty. Can’t… breathe.” I managed to say, and he released me, but he still held onto my waist. I looked at his face. Did I make him look like this?
Yes, you idiot!
He had purple bags under his eyes and his eyes were slightly red. His brown hair was messy. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days. Did he really care about me that much?
“Don’t ever do this again. Never, please.” He said, and he looked like he wanted to cry. “It pained me a lot, Techna. I am sorry.” He really meant it, I could see sincerity his eyes.
I cared about him and I wasn’t heartless, so I hugged him. He still smelt like orange flavor. “It’s okay. But now, I don’t trust you. You have to earn it.”
“I will earn it, and I am sorry for dragging you into this, and for losing our baby.”
I pulled away. “I know.” I crossed my arms. “That doesn’t mean I am not still angry with you.”
He smiled a bit. “Come on, let’s go down stairs. Everyone is waiting for you.” He held my hand as we descended the stairs only for me to meet people I didn’t expect to be there.