Yours, Never Again

“I can’t fit into my bridesmaid’s gown,” Eloise said while she was weeping profusely.

“Did you seriously call me at 11:30 pm to tell me that when you refused to speak to me in months?” Victor yelled on impulse. Little did he know that he just worsened the situation.

Eloise continued to sob loudly without saying anything.

“Eloise, I am sorry for yelling at you but I really had a long and I need to rest.” Victor tried to appeal to her.

“I went to work too and I am tired too, I know I am pregnant but why is my tummy so huge?” She said in the middle of her tears.

“Your stomach is supposed to be huge, besides everyone has been persuading you to go for an ultrasound, but you refused. I really need to sleep, Eloise,”

“I know you don’t care about me, you never did. No one loves me. No one has ever loved me.” Eloise didn’t stop crying.

“That’s not true and stop being dramatic. Go stand in front of the mirror and switch the camera to the back.

She obeyed him and she did as he asked.

“Jesus,” Victor let out of his mouth. “I will be at your place soon,”

“I am not at that house, I live just five blocks away from you.”

“I know, I know all that you did in detail since you left my house.”

“You have been stalking me?” Eloise questioned him, he heard her open a bag of chips.

“It’s not stalking, it is keep tracking of the woman that is carrying my kid. Can you hang up and let me wear my clothes?”

“Please, I don’t want to hang up.” She whined.

“Fine,” Victor replied to her reluctantly.

“So, were you naked when I first called?”

“Eloise, Shut up.” He wore his clothes and he started going to her house.

“Should I tell you how my day went?” Eloise asked him, munching her chips.

“If you want.” Victor shrugged.

“You are not interested in it? I should not bore you with my talk then.”

“I didn’t say that, don’t even try to gaslit me into feeling guilty.” He laughed. “I don’t know your passcode.”

“Your birthday, I can see you smirk in my head. There is no need to feel important, that’s my birth mum’s birthday.”

He pressed the passcode and he went in. Eloise was sitting on the couch, she was wearing a top that used to be very baggy on her. It barely covered her stomach now. Of course her signature panties.

Victor locked the door and he squatted in front of her. “Can I touch your stomach?”

“Are you sure? My stretch marks are not scaring you off?”

“Shush.” He shut her up and he placed his hand on her stomach. He felt some kicks and Eloise winced in pain.

“Are you okay?” Victor asked her worriedly.

“I am fine. I am used to it.”

“There is more than one kid in your stomach, we should go for an ultrasound tomorrow to find out.”

“Nah. It’s disappointing. I have always wished to go for an ultrasound with my baby daddy since I was 16 like I always read in books. I can’t bring myself to go alone.”

“So that was why you didn’t go. Who said I was going to let you go alone? You have told me what you wanted Eloise. We might have gotten a divorce but our babies are my responsibility too.”

Eloise’s eyes teared up.

“How many times do you cry in a day? These pregnancy hormones must be driving you hard. Let me get you to bed.”

“I can’t sleep in the bed, I sleep on the couch, sitting upright, the pain is lesser that way.” Victor felt so bad for letting her be alone as she wanted some months ago.

“How about we do this?” He extended the couch to form a bed. He sat behind making her stay in between his legs and he massaged her back softly till she slept off.

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I have been so busy lately, that I can now relate to how my best friend lives his life. I didn’t have time to hang out with my friends.

My mom left the country to marry a prince. I am happy for her, she deserved to be happy. I am alone now, the people that used to look after me were all gone.

My dad, my mom, and Victoria Hart. Victoria, my best friend’s sister was my sex buddy. Her brother didn’t know what was going on between us.

We started having sex when she was eighteen, on the trip I organized. I didn’t force her, I will never force a woman to sleep with me.

She always went on about how she was going to marry me then, and one day she seduced me before I could register what was going we became housemates and the sex between us became casual.

All of a sudden, she started acting weird, she didn’t call me like she usually did. I called severally but she didn’t pick up my calls.

After that happened, I got so busy with work, that I stopped reaching out to everyone. My best friend knew about my workload though, we met over lunch at times.

He is a lucky ass guy, his mum helped him out with started in their company, on my side, it feels like my mom dumped it on my head. The company was not in terrible shape but the grid fell since my dad died.

I had no time to host parties, I do go to clubs on weekends to release my stress, fuck some hot chick in the rest room and go back to my condo to continue to work my ass out.

My friend Eloise does a good job sending me cooked meals, she often talked to me. Her divorce from Victor was out of whim, she told me it was pregnancy hormones.

Funny woman, I know for sure that Victor didn’t sleep with that redhead.