CONFESSION 2
I'm scared and I'm shattered cause you're finally happy
I got to learn to let you go
But where will I go now?
Amy watched Ian, who peers over the manuscripts of the Lucian board meetings. Her husband was so immersed in his reading that he didn't notice her lay her head in his shoulder.
Her workaholic husband…
And when he finally noticed it, Ian slowly removed the head that was leaning on his shoulder.
"If you're feeling sleepy… Go upstairs and sleep on the bed…" he drawled.
Amy rolled her eyes at her husband's awful sense of humor.
"I wanna stay here…" Amy pouted and tried to look serious as she grabbed his arm.
Ian jerked his arm away from her.
"Stop being moody, woman…" His British accent was laced with disgust.
Amy's smile fell as she remembered the times when her husband was cold and distant to her. The times when he never treated her like his wife. Sinead's letter perched on the bathroom counter as she cried.
Ian was cheating on her…
Sinead's letter contained the evidences. Stolen pictures that shows Ian and Cara Pierce; an Ekat together… Holding hands and being intimate to one another. Amy's sobs became louder but she tried to muffle her sobs.
What was she going to do now?
The test results lay on the sink, Amy couldn't bear to see the results, and it was too painful. In her sadness, she threw the results on the trashcan.
She stepped out of the bathroom, it was 3 am in the morning. Amy breathed a sigh of relief that the coast was clear.
"Why are you crying in the early hours of morning?"
Amy shrieked as Ian's arms wrapped around her waist.
"Let me go, Ian…" she said menacingly as she could.
She jerked out of his embrace and laid down on the bed. Amy scooted as far away from him as possible.
Amy waited until Ian left the house to go to the Ekat stronghold where Sinead is. The Ekaterina stronghold was filled with various technologies that were out of this world.
She reached Sinead's office.
"Name please?" The hologram asked.
"Amy. Amy Kabra…"
Amy's breath hitched as she said the word Kabra which tasted sour in her mouth. Amy went inside Sinead's office. Her office was filled with chemicals at the side tables. Sinead was sitting on her office chair and was on her computer.
"Amy, what's up?" Sinead smiled but it vanished when she saw Amy's serious face.
"Business or social call?" she asked.
"Business…" Amy muttered as she sat down.
"What's going on?" she asked
Amy inhaled sharply… The images Sinead sent her were too much for her to handle. It was worse that she would thought it would be.
"The pictures you sent to me, is it true?" she asked.
Sinead sighed and looked at Amy's face, with sympathy. She hated to break the news to Amy this way, and she never wanted to interfere in Amy and Ian's married life.
"The pictures show everything, Amy… I don't know how sneaky Cara was or why your poor excuse of a husband did this to you. Why don't you even file the divorce papers anyway? Get yourself away from Cobra…"
Amy looked at Sinead with a pained expression.
"I-I c-can't…"
Sinead raised an eyebrow.
"And because…" Sinead urged.
"I'm pregnant…" Amy choked.
Sinead laughed uncontrollably and she stopped.
"Are you serious?"
Amy's face remain stoic.
"WAIT WHAT? YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT YOU'RE ACTUALLY CARRYING IAN'S CHILD… HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?"
"Keep it down, Sinead… Cara might be nearby…"
Once Sinead calmed down, she looked at Amy bewildered.
"How the hell did that happen?"
Amy rolled her eyes.
"Do I have to explain the birds and the bees to you, Sinead?"
Sinead scoffed.
"No need. What I want to know is how did you spend the night with your poor excuse of a husband named Ian? Or shall I say slept with him them BAAM a baby…"
Amy rolled her eyes for the second time. Her best friend may be an idiot sometimes. Sinead grabbed a cup of tea and politely offered one to Amy which she declined.
"If I drank tea, I would be throwing up my guts in your floor…"
"Is carrying a Kabra baby that gruesome? That it will be the death of you?" Sinead teased.
"In fact, I need your help."
"Go on, ask away…"
"I want an abortion..."
Sinead dropped her cup and the contents splashed across the floor. She turned to Amy with a horrified expression.
"What the hell?" she said surprised.
"I can't keep this baby, Sinead. My marriage to Ian is already ruined, and how will he accept that I'm carrying his child? I'll just get in the way of his affair with Cara…I'm tired of being taken for granted…"
"And you wanted to kill a baby? C'mon Amy, you're not that ruthless and unforgiving are you?" Sinead pleaded.
"I'm sorry, Amy… I can't help you in this…"
When Amy got home, she saw a worried Ian frantically speaking to the housekeeping stuff. When he noticed her. He went over her and slapped her across the cheek.
"Where have you been?" he demanded as Amy held her cheek. A handprint was forming in her right cheek where Ian slapped her.
"I-I wa-s wi-t-th Sin-ead…" she choked in her tears.
The staff hurriedly left as they knew that their mistress is home.
A bruise replaced the handprint on her cheek. Ian longingly embraced Amy, it was so tight like he never wanted to let go. He inhaled the scent of her hair.
"Ian…" Amy started as he wiped away her tears.
"I thought I lost you, love. Don't ever do that again."
He faced her and kissed her passionately. Amy was surprised of Ian's actions. They fell in the sofa, with Ian on top of Amy…
"I missed you, love…" Ian whispered in Amy's ear.
He got up and scooped Amy in his arms and headed to the bedroom.
Ian set Amy down on the bed and disappeared in the bathroom.
"An icepack for your bruise…" he said as he pressed it gently on Amy's cheek.
She jumped at the sudden change of temperature at her cheek.
"If you just didn't slap me…"she grumbled
Ian scoffed.
"If you haven't just worried me to death…"