Cathedral
What the hell is happening around me ?
Jason leaving for Greece without even speaking to me!
My head occasionally spinning like hydrogen in superposition! Finding myself stressed over a simple paintbrush, well, you would have enough brains to not call a platinum paintbrush as 'simple'.

I fished out my phone out of irritation and saw five missed calls from Matt. I choose to ignore them as my head was killing me and spinning. I had to go to the doctor. What if the previous accidents had a affect on my brain?
I let out a deep pained sigh and threw my heels and coat.
It was really too much to take, even for me. Jason has already left and wasn't even picking up my calls. I decided to phone him one more time.

One ring....

Two ring....

Three ring...

" So you finally decided to pick up ?" My anger dominating my voice.

" Hey Cathedral, Rachel here, I'm sorry there is a lot of disturbance in here. Jason is not currently here." Her voice was not clear as loud talking of people had taken over.

" Rach-Rachel , where are you and why do you have Jason's phone ?" The fear of what I had thought was coming up the surface. Rachel may be a good person but I don't trust her with Jason.

" I can't talk right now, but we are just going to board." She said and the line went silent and fear in my heart intensified.
I trust Jason but there was a feeling in the pit of my stomach that was telling me that something was wrong. Suddenly my breathing became harsh and I didn't want to be alone. The black oblivion started descending but I fought it. I took a deep breath and calmed myself, I had to go to the hospital.

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"Miss Weston, you may go in." The receptionist said keeping the phone down after talking with the doctor.
I wiped my sweaty palms on my pants and slowly made myself go inside. Although I've had two bad accidents, but the hospital's didn't get any less scarier.

" Good afternoon Miss Weston, please follow me, I've observed your symptoms and previous records, we just need to do a couple of tests." The lady doctor said. Her name was Hazel Danz, I followed her and did the necessary tests.
We sat in her office while the reports were in development.

" Miss Weston, I see you have not been having proper meals and appropriate rest." She said to me as if blaming me and asking for an explanation.
I looked at her not knowing how to respond to that when the nurse barged in with my reports.
Oh god! I don't want to die so soon!

" Did it trigger my past injuries? Am I goin-" I started blabbering out of anxiety.

" Miss Weston calm down, it's not good for th-" The doctor tried to calm me down but in vain she did.

" Are the reports normal?" I cut her off.

" Yes they are. And as I said you just need ample of rest and good meals. For both of you." I was relieved at the part of the reports being normal, but what did she mean by both of u- Wait, NO ! My eyes widened at her words. Am I -

" Cathedral you are pregnant, congratulations." The doctor said with a bright smile and the tears blurred my vision and flowed out. I bit my lip.

I'm pregnant?

I was so happy and it was the finest moment in my whole life, but the thought of Jason came to my mind.

"Cathedral, Miss Weston are you okay ?" The doctor asked as she held my hand in concern.

I could not manage to get the words out of my mouth. I simply nodded and took the file and left the hospital despite the calls of my name. I broke down completely when I reached the parking. That is when I saw flashes of light approaching me. Oh no I cannot cry in front of the paparazzi.
Sunglasses were quickly fished out and masked before my eyes. All the nonsense questions and flashes were shoved into my poker face. I could not hear them as the voice in my heart blocked out all the others in my surroundings.

" Will he want this child ?"

It was better if I kept silence on this matter. I needed time with all the things happening around me. I couldn't even afford to tell mom and dad about it. They loved me and I knew it. But my family loved their reputation too. I hadn't even taken up the position of CEO and I'm pregnant!

I had talked to mom and dad yesterday but I couldn't still tell them.
Nothing seemed so sure at that time, not the moment , not the news and not the people. But one thing I was sure for more than my existence is that this is my child and I am going to keep it.
I will leave the world for the gift I've received. Everything was back to normal except that I had not called Matt and Jason, I bet must be so indulged in this trip, he hasn't called me yet.
It was night, some time past after eight and I decided to call Jason to see if he picks up. I searched for his contacts, I had saved with a little red rose emoji.

It must be an once in a blue moon lucky day for me. The called had been picked up and let me tell you, it wasn't picked up by Rachel or that bitch of an assistant.

" Hello Wes." I heard his soft and velvety voice over the phone. The tears sprung in my eyes.

" Wes are you there?" He was worried as it had been a while and I hadn't said a word. I didn't because I couldn't. It pained me, it shredded me from within to not shout over the phone and tell Jason that he was going to be a father. All this thoughts broke me down and I sobbed.

" Wes why are you crying? Are you okay ? Where are you ?" He asked me. I gathered up some courage and comforted myself.

" Ja-Jason what did I do? Why won't you talk to me ?" I cried harder.

" You did nothing, absolutely nothing." He said and sighed.

" I am so sorry Cathedral. I've been so busy-" He continued.

" Busy with Rachel that you couldn't pick up your phone?" I snapped at him and wiped my tears with my sleeve.

Fudge these pregnancy hormones, uhhhh....

" Wes, why would you even think that? Don't you trust me? I would never do that to you!" He was hurt and his words exhibited it.

" Don't. Don't let that trust crumble Jason. I believe in you! Because I love you !" I shouted over the phone.

" Wes stop crying right now, you are hurting yourself. Calm down, take a deep breathe." His voice soothing to my ears. I did as he told and stopped myself.

" Now, tell me, why did you visit the hospital, is there anything wrong?" By the tone of his voice, I knew he was hiding his panic and guilt. I too panicked at his words.

" I-It was just a routine check-up." I stammered and the fear took over me. It was impossible for me to lie to Jason. I shifted in my seat and played with the steak on my plate. I lost my appetite. The doctor did tell me to eat but I just couldn't.

" Are you sure Wes?" He asked and I broke out in a cold sweat. I looked away from my plate to see Juliana waving at me and gesturing that she is going home. I smiled at her and nodded. Juliana had been quite supportive of me, whenever I would get sick, she would make me herbal soup. I had lied to everyone, even to her that I had food poisoning. I had eaten some junk takeout and got under the weather.

" Why would I lie to you love?" I lied and spoke in confidence.

" When are you coming back? We miss you so much!" I spoke and realised what I had said, oh my satan, why?

" Xavier misses you as much as I do. You never told me you are budding up with him." I changed the topic cleverly.

" Yeah well..."

We talked for about an hour when I decided to ask him, I wanted to, even if the answer would hurt me, I just had to.

" Jason?" I called him out cutting off whatever he was talking about something I wasn't paying my attention to.

" Yeah?" He said.

Okay, here we go....

" Do you want to uh.." I couldn't complete the statement, afraid of what his answer would be.

" What? Complete that statement." He said firmly as I heard him slam some files down. I sighed deeply and gathered up courage.

" Do you want to have kids?.. I mean you know maybe in future, we live together and soon it would be two years-" I started rambling casually and covering up my direct question at him.

" Seriously Wes? Do you want kids now? I want us to travel, to achieve new heights in business. I want you all to me. Kids, sure, a whole football team but now, no I wouldn't, I'm not ready. Why did you ask?" He chuckled. His laugh and his words had broken my heart into a million pieces.

He didn't want kids.

The water works were threatening to start, but I held my composure and kept my voice stable.

" N-no, nothing just casually asking. I'll call you tomorrow, take proper sleep and don't overwork yourself, Goodnight." I said in a haste as my voice threatened to crumble.

" Goodnight I lov-" I cut the call, didn't want to hear a single word from anyone, not even Jason.

He didn't want kids!

All I heard was this. I burst into tears and melted down onto the floor and cried. Oh hell! What will I do? I can't afford to lose this child.

WHY?

Why did I had to be out into this decision?

The thing I want the most came with a price of the thing I love the most, my most treasured possession.

What I and Jason had, a beautiful relationship.

It was so hard to choose between Jason and a part of us. But I couldn't kill innocent blood, my blood, our blood.

I will leave, away from all of this, if Jason didn't want this child, I will raise it alone. I don't want my parent to be ashamed because of me, I will go.

I will choose our child over Jason,

I will choose our child over us.

I will leave, yes I will leave now, away from all of the luxuries of life. I will work hard for my baby. I will love him or her unconditionally, more than anyone. I wiped away the salty misery and got up. I ran to our bedroom and took out the suitcase. My phone rang, it was Matt calling me but at that moment, I didn't care about any crisis, when my whole life had turned into one.

I threw all the clothes I could into the suitcase. I ran into the bathroom to get my stuff when the bell rang. I did not want to open the door but I decided against it and walked to the door. I was being paranoid, my heart beating rapidly and the sweat beads crowned on my forehead. Something was wrong.

I unlocked the door, a part of me wanted it to be Jason, who came home after four days just to surprise me. I felt like a deja vu took over. I pulled at the unlocked door. My hand automatically reached my mouth as I saw the blood spread all over the floor and a body lying in there.

" Missed me, sister?" The voice of my worst nightmares rang over the smell of blood making me sick, the bodyguards lay dead at the feet of him, Alexander Chester.