Hate

“What did I do to deserve this? I took care of you and your wife. I gave you everything.” Xalia cried.

“It was all supposed to be mine in the first place! You took everything from me, you took my wife from me and she gave everything we built together to you and left nothing for me!” he yelled at Xalia and she cried.

“I didn't kill her, it is not my fault she died. I didn't do anything,” she said in tears as she stared at her father.

Xalia's mother died twelve years ago in an accident and her father blames it on her because it was her mother's fault she was driving in a storm.

Ever since then, her father hated her. It got worse when they found out she gave everything to Xalia. Her father’s hatred for her grew but Xalia spent all these years trying to make it up to him.

“You need to leave.” her stepmother finally spoke up and Xalia looked at her.

“Where would I go? I don't have anywhere to go or anything anymore.” she cried in fear.

The fear of her being homeless and pregnant clouded her heart and it made her panic. She rushed to her father’s feet and grabbed it.

“Please. Please don't do this to me, I am scared, Dad.” she cried and her father snapped his fingers at her guards.

They pulled her roughly from him and Xalia screamed in tears as she struggled with them.

“Dad, please. Please, I’m scared.” she cried loudly as they dragged her roughly.

Xalia managed to pull away from them and rushed back to her father. Her stepmother got in her way and slapped her.

Xalia froze as she held her face and bowed her head.

“You are nothing but a child who got lucky. You deserve nothing and nothing good in this life. I hope you join your selfish mother wherever she is.” she said and Xalia looked at her then her father.

The guards grabbed her again and dragged her but this time, she didn't resist.

She kept staring at her father as the guards dragged her out. They pushed her roughly when they were outside and she fell.

She stayed on the floor for a few seconds, crying her heart out.

She finally got up, got into the car and the chauffeur drove without asking for her destination.

Xalia walked into the hotel room, where she managed to get the money left on her credit card.

She exhaled heavily as she sat on the bed and buried her face in her hands.

How the hell did her life end in one night?

She kept moving from one problem to another and it was getting worse.

After so much thought, she decided she needed to talk to Jack.

If he knows she is pregnant, maybe he might help her a little. He might consider it and maybe hand her things back.

With trembling hands, she texted him her location and asked him to come see her.

She hoped he would respond and surprisingly he did and told her he would be there in minutes.

Jack rang the bell in front of the room and the door opened immediately revealing Xalia. He stared at her for a few seconds before walking in.

Xalia shut the door and he looked around the room before turning to her.

He stared at her and saw how tears clouded in her eyes but she wasn't saying anything.

“Aren't you going to speak? I have someone I need to get back to,” he said, she sniffed and nodded at him.

“I am pregnant,” she said with her voice trembling. Jack stayed calm and nodded at her.

“Okay, do the usual,” he replied and she shook her head in tears.

“I can't. The doctor said I have had multiple abortions and this could kill me,” she replied and he raised his brows.

“Okay, so how is that my problem?” he asked and Xalia's lips parted slightly.

“You… you don't mean that.” she stuttered and he just stared at her.

“Oh, come on. Even if everyone hates me, you can't hate me that much. We had a moment together, we had something, you care about me.” She raised her voice a little and he scoffed.

“I had to do what I needed to do. None of it was real,” he replied and Xalia sniffed.

She felt hopeless and she could only think of one thing to do. She slowly fell to her knees in tears.

“Oh, Jack, please. I know I have been a terrible person but you can't do this to me. I don't have anything anymore or anywhere to stay. Please.” she cried and he stared down at her coldly.

“If you won't give me everything back at least give me a little. A little to survive and take care of this child. Your child.” she pleaded and he chuckled.

“You are not keeping that thing.”

“I don't have a choice, the doctor said I could die if… “

“Then die, Xalia! Die! Do everyone a favor and fucking die!” he screamed at her and she flinched.

“God, do you know how annoying you are? Do you know how much your presence disgusts me? Do you know how it felt pretending to want to be with you for years? They were the worst years of my life.” he said, raising his voice as he walked closer to her.

Xalia looked up at him in tears as he stood in front of her.

“I… I had no idea you hated me so much.” she stuttered in tears.

“Oh, you have no idea. Get rid of that thing in you, my wedding is in days and I don't want you running it,” he ordered and was about to walk past her when she held his leg.

“The doctor said I could die,” Xalia said again but it came out as a whisper due to how weak she was.

“Then fucking go to hell with it.”