My Ward My Woman

Tears clouded my vision as I struggled down the hallway and up the stairs to my room, and threw myself down on the bed in agony. My heart was in a million pieces as I cried into my pillow.

I guess I always knew he wouldn’t be mine; he was too perfect. I was the daughter of a drug addict who’d sold herself to get high. Whatever made me think that I would find lasting happiness with someone like him?

All these horrible things went through my head as I imagined how he’d break the news to me that he had to let me go for the sake of his child. I was tempted to run before that happened, but my promise to him that I would never put him through that again kept me there. Waiting instead for him to come and destroy my whole world.

19

Solomon

I looked at the woman in front of me and did everything I could to keep my hands from going around her neck. “It’s your body of course, you’re free to do as you choose.” I could see my answer wasn’t the one she was expecting.

“What’re you saying? That you don’t care what happens to your own flesh and blood?” My expression didn’t change and neither did my stance. “If you think for one second that I would let you dictate my life you’ve lost your fucking mind.”

“Dictate your life? We’re talking about your child, a part of you. How could you be so callous?”

“You threatened, I answered. I’ve told you in no uncertain terms that I will not destroy my life for you, and marrying you will most certainly be destructive. I will not marry out of necessity. There will only be one Mrs. Solomon Magna in this lifetime and she’s it.” I pointed up to where I supposed Alexandra had gone.

“This is…” She clutched at her chest and her breathing became short and raspy. “Should I call an ambulance?” If she was a better actress she would’ve learned how to hide the spite in her eyes. It was because I knew her so well that I knew to always watch her eyes if I wanted to know the truth.

She straightened up as I headed for the phone as if to call for help. “No need, just a slight pain, it will pass.” Yes, use the child you just threatened, to get me to bend to your will.

“You made your play, time to go.” I held my hand out for her to leave the room, none of the burning anger showing in my movements.

She left the room in a huff and I waited until I heard the front door slam before picking up the phone to call my lawyer.

“Harry, I need you to get an injunction against someone.”

“Who and what for?”

“Jessica Paine, she plans to abort my kid I want her stopped. You have until tomorrow.” I hung up and went in search of Alexandra. I wasn’t sure yet how I felt about my unborn child but I knew I wasn’t about to stand by and let her destroy it.

Maybe I should start proceedings to take the child after it was born. She obviously had no uses for it except to trap me into marriage which she now knew wasn’t going to happen.

I gave it some thought as I went in search of my woman who wasn’t waiting for me by the door like I’d expected. I can only imagine what was going through her head. I wasn’t about to let that ass spoil another day though.

“Alexandra, where are you my love?” I took the stairs two at a time and went to our room. She wasn’t there and a check of the bathroom came up empty. “Alexandra.” I heard something as I passed her old room and looked in.

“What are you doing in here? Mom’s waiting, come on.” She picked her head up and I saw that she’d been crying. Her constant tears told me that words were not enough, with her only actions would do. Good girl! Words only give comfort to fools.

“Are we still going?” She sniffled and wiped the last of the tears from her cheeks.

“Of course, we promised.”

“But I thought…”

“You thought what sweetheart?”

I picked her up from the bed and headed for the stairs. I carry her around now more than I did when she was a child, my baby.

“Never mind.” She rested her head on my shoulder and wrapped her arms tighter around my neck.

“You thought that since Jessica was here I would change our plans. I told you, that’s not going to happen. Have a little faith.”

Dinner at mom’s helped settle her a little and by the time we left she was smiling again. That night our loving was sweet, soft, tender. Instead of the hurried pounding lust we usually shared, I took my time and undressed her, stopping after each bit of flesh was revealed to pay homage to her beauty.