The baby had been moved to our little room if you might call it that, she was sleeping in the tiny bed right next to my tiny bed. It seemed like all she did was sleep and eat, if only my life was that simple. I had two grown men with me who were at each other's throat now and again.

The fights started when I asked Tom if I would stay with him in his house. Rafael had stood up, kicking the chair backwards as it fell to the ground with a loud thud making me jump where I lay.

"Over my dead body!" He had said.

"You do not have a say in this, you kicked me out of your house remember!" I told him back.

"Yes, I would love to have you and the baby in my home. Belinda and Linda will be so excited." Tom had then decided to say.

"You are not taking my baby away from me!" Rafael had said.

"Your sperm might have had a part in the creation of this baby but I will not let her near you and that sneaky bitch of yours." I had shouted at Rafael causing him to slap me in the face.

Tom threw at a punch a Rafael and I watched as the two of them were at it as I held my burning cheek. Just at the mist of all that the baby woke up screaming as tears slid down her cheeks which stopped the two from fighting. I slid down the bed and scooped the baby up and started rocking her in my hands as I sang a soothing song but she didn't have it.

Czarina was crying and scratching at me tearing a sob of my own with both of us crying while I tried so hard to hold it back, tried so hard not to cry and just be strong but I could not. I sat on the bed and tried to breast feed her which had her drifting back to sleep in no time.

After then it has been fight after fight as the two men went at it like crazy bitches. They were just giving me a head ache and I hadn't slept because I had been watching Rafael afraid that he'd take the baby and run away.

The nurse walked in.

"Evening," she said but no one answered. There was so much tension in the room I could just touch it. Everyone else I this clinic was enjoying the show, it was like a live stream of a telenovella. You could hear their whispers as they tried to make sense of everything happening on their own building up their own side of the story it being the newsletter in this clinic.

"Okay, so today you are being discharged and I need the father to come sign some papers before you guys leave." The nurse continued nervously. No one wanted to be near us at this point, the fights, threats and pulled guns had everyone walking a meter away yet still ear to the ground catching what they could in the action.

Rafael just looked at me before he got up and stormed out. The nurse followed him and I was left with Tom in the room.

I took a deep breath which I needed and just lay back in the bed as I sighed.

"I am sorry Harley for all of this." Tom said.

"Don't be sorry, it's not your fault." I said back giving off a fake smile, I was just tired.

"Can you please step out, I need to change." I said to Tom as he nodded and walked out.

I slid off the bed slowly and took my bag which the guards from the mansion had brought some time ago with the baby clothes and stuff we would need.

I took out a simple baggy t-shirt and some sweat pants then removed the hospital gown. My eyes drifted to my bandaged stomach which hurt like hell by the way. I didn't even want to see the scars under that bandage.

I pulled the clothes on and wore my slippers then sorted the baby's things out.

She was good to go with her pink jumpsuit which covered every inch of her body including her tiny feet and her pink hat.

The baby's bag was packed and I placed it on the bed, then I placed mine too. I felt bad for waking her up but I had to. I scooped her in my arms and quickly placed her on my chest as she started crying going back to sleep as quickly as she woke.

I put her baby sheet over her covering her then walked out.

"Tom can you please take my bags." I said to Tom who was standing just at the other side of the curtain talking to two bodyguards.

"Sure," he said as he went in and took them.

At that moment Rafael came back carrying discharge papers and some important documents.

"Let's go," he said.

"Rafael I am not going with you." I said firmly.

He turned around to look at me as every pair of eyes in the ward settled on us.

"I am sorry but I cannot go back to that house and especially with you looking for Loala. You go crazy when you with her and I can't have my baby around that." I said.

"Harley I said let's go." He said angrily.

"No Rafael, please just let us go, I.....I will bring the baby to visit sometimes please." I said trembling.

He stared at me.

"Please just let us go, if not for me for the baby then, please I beg you. I will kneel if I have to." I said tears about to spill from my eyes.

"No!" He said angrily. "I will not lose my baby, as much as you hate me, that is my baby Harley and you have to deal with it!" Rafael continued furious.

"Guards, take her to the car!" Rafael said to the two guards behind me as he stormed off.

"Sorry ma'am but if you don't comply we will have to carry you so it's better to go on your own." One of the guards said with sympathy showing on his face.

I looked at the baby at my chest as tears streamed down my cheeks.

"No, I will not go." I said firmly.

Tom came back carrying my bags.

"Let's go Harley," he said softly.

"Sorry sir but the big boss said Miss Harley is going with him." The guard said.

"Over my dead body." Tom said as he hit the guards with both bags and they went full force into a fight.

Everyone in the ward started screaming, scrambling away as Tom beat the two guards mercilessly. When the guards were both bleeding on the floor he picked up the bags and ran to me.

"Let's go," he said.

He took off jogging across the room but I could not, I knew that I had to run as fast as I could but my body would not allow it and to make it worse I had a baby in hand. Three steps and my legs were ready to give out.

"Tom, I can't!" it came out as a plea tears flooding my eyes my whole body shaking. I heard him curse as he did a three-sixty back to me trying to figure out what to do. I watched him sling one of the bags dropping the other only to scoop me in his arms finding it hard with him stumbling back only to catch himself. He could barely walk not to mention run with both the bag and I in his embrace. Never had I felt so useless, I knew those guys would soon catch up or Rafael walking back in. He walked as fast as he could people staring at us dazed, shocked and excited at the same time buzzing wide mouths agape taking it all in to tell their friends.

We got outside and the sky was dark and lifeless. It was quite outside, too quite but I didn't care because all I wanted was to get out of here. There was no soul in the parking lot except for one man standing just ahead of us.

"Rafael you are not taking her." Tom said but as he took a step forward Rafael took out his gun and pointed it to Tom who froze in place slowly lowering me to the ground my legs shaking tears streaming down my face not believing this. Knowing that beyond this point only hell waited for me.

"I promise I will shoot you Tom, take one more step and I will end your life without even blinking." Rafael said.

"Rafael you can't have them all, you know that, you chose Loala now let Harley go." Tom said.

"No!" Rafael said back "I can have them both," he said and then it seemed like everything happened in slow motion.

Gun shots were fired.

Someone was screaming and I just stood there watching as Rafael fell to the ground blood everywhere, his eyes were wide open staring right at me.

Someone was calling my name but I couldn't register who, gun shoots sounded everywhere and by the time I snapped out of it, it was too late.

My eyes slowly drifted off to my chest, I tried as hard as I could to hold on to the baby who was literally screaming now. Blood was all over, splashing out and just like that I fell to the ground. Blood was spilling out of my mouth as I coughed it out. The pain then shot through and it was like this burning sensation that had me groaning in pain. My eyes were fixed on dark ones I knew only they seemed lifeless as I fought to take in a breath but all I did was cough more blood painting Czarina red in my embrace as she struggled in my rasp but I held tight never to let go.

I wanted to scream, I wanted to shout out for help but I couldn't. My grip on the baby was loosening as I lay there staring at those eyes which scared me. I couldn't move mine away from them, it seemed I couldn't do anything.

Everything then just seemed distant like I was floating away.

The last thing I heard before drifting away was my baby's cries.