I called Kirk's phone, sobbing. He tried his best to console me but I was emotionally unstable. There was no one here for me to talk to besides Angelina and she was a total stranger. I didn't want to burden her with my problems.

"Oh, baby, what's wrong? Calm down, take deep breaths, and tell me what happened." He soothed.

"I...am..pregnant." I wailed out.

I heard the silence on the other line before he responded, "Darling are you drunk? Did you go drinking last night?" He suddenly asked.

"I'm not drunk!" I snapped then burst out in tears. "Please Kirk, I'm as sober as a nun, I need you. I don't know what to do."

"Aww, Asche, darling why did you move so far away? I told you you were safe with me. Do you want me to come and fetch you?" He proposed and I nodded as if he can see me then I caught myself and voice out,

"Yes," It was barely audible. My voice was hoarse. I cried non stop and my eyes ached. There was no doubt that they were swollen. "But I don't want to go back to Arkham, can't you take me elsewhere?" I pleaded.

"Where to?" He asked.

"Maybe a tropical island. I want to go feel the heat. I'll pack up my stuff tonight, how soon can you arrive here?" I sniffed, wiping away my tears.

"For you baby, I'll be there within the day. Stay put and wait for me. Don't go thrashing the place in a fit, Asche, because I know you can get trippy at times."

"Just hurry before I lose my mind, I think the walls are talking to me," I whispered, glancing around in paranoia.

"Asche hold on to your sanity until I reach, okay?" He urged me and I bit my lip, agreeing to his demands before I ended the call.

I slumped against the sofa as I sat on the floor and sobbed openly. What have I done? Why didn't I keep my legs closed and just continue running? I'm sure I'm pregnant for Mr. Dick Almighty and the truth is burning holes in my heart. Was this his plan all along?

He knew that I was special so he targeted me, his motive, impregnation. I gotta sue his ass for misleading me into taking his cock. But the money was worth it. Unfortunately, I had to drop out of college because of my constant moving.

I lost a close friend and now I'm all alone. Thank goodness for Kirk or I would've gone out of my mind. I'm so thankful that I met him.

Trying not to dwell on depressing thoughts, I gathered my belongings and placed them at the front door. The only things that I towed with me were my clothes. I only rented furnished apartments so that I can make easy movements if any emergency kicks up and now was that time again.

I won't think about that pregnancy test, I'll only focus on getting out of here and nursing myself back to good health.

Pregnant or not, I'm not going to wallow in self-pity. I'm a grown man and I have to fix my mistakes instead of crying over them. But my mind tends to travel and when it does, I get emotional. Damn that pervert for nutting in me!

Malevolent thoughts trickled through my mind and I sat on the sofa, angrily staring ahead. I don't have to keep the child. I can go to an abortion clinic before Kirk arrives, I have the money so it won't be a big deal.

I can't raise a child on my own, I haven't even been around a lot of kids. How am I supposed to even push the baby out? I gripped at my hair and glanced at the clock. It's still early. I can skim through the phonebook and find the nearest abortion clinic.

I pitched and cried out when my stomach unexpectedly began to cramp, a twisting, searing sensation that had me gripping my stomach with a groan.

"What...the..fuck..." I hunched over on the floor.

It was unbeknownst to me that my tiny fetus had already harmonized with my thoughts and if it felt any form of threat, it'll act out.

I soon will learn that I am not carrying an ordinary child.

The weeping resumed once more.

***

I spotted the owner for the club just as he was about to step into his vehicle.

"Good afternoon, can you spare me several minutes of your time?"

He glanced up at both Falcon and me in dismay. "How may I help you? Wait...you're the man who harassed my employee and you look just like him! You were at my front gates. What is the meaning of this?" He glowered at us.

His bodyguards approached us menacingly, causing mine to place their hands on their pistols. I signaled for them to stand down. "We did not come here to stir up strife." I clarified. "I'm just looking for Asche. Do you know where he is?"

"If I did, why should I tell you? What is your purpose for seeking him out?" He stared at us suspiciously.

"You know exactly why I'm here. We fucked and he vanished in thin air. He stole something from me and I want it back."

He narrowed his eyes at us, "And what is that?"

"Two thousand dollars. It is only right that I am compensated for my loss. Furthermore, I have something important to ask him. So the question still remains, where is he?"

A slow smile formed on his hips and he nodded slowly. "Ahh, I see now. You're the one." He said cryptically.

"What are you talking about?" Falcon demanded.

"I have no idea where he is but, I know this, he doesn't want to see you."

I clenched my teeth in irritation. "I don't give a damn what he wants. He's carrying something that belongs to me. I deserve to have it!" I shook in anger.

He merely grinned and slipped in the car, saying, "This is getting interesting."

***