Chapter 145: Chapter 145

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My head aches, it's a familiar feeling, like the time I jumped off the top railing with Tee, both of us nearly breaking our necks in the process. My head hurt for days, my ears were ringing crazy every second and the constant bang felt on both sides of my head. I had a bandage on it for three whole weeks, the bleeding subsided long before the second week but my mom being overbearing didn't want it off. This feels just like that time, the time my mother claims is the worst core memory for her.

I blink, trying to catch a glimpse of Mirabelle and someone else placed at the edge of the bed, conversing something beyond my earshot.

“Belle,” I call out, balancing on my hands to sit up. “What's going on?” I ask, my hand reaches for my head, analyzing the material on my head.

A bandaid, fuck.

“Camilla.” Mirabelle breathes, the tone of her voice taking me back to an estranged earlier memory, her calling my name before she and the world faded to nonentity before my eyes. Mirabelle settles at my side, Doctor Maya unmoving in her standing position.

“Oh, you're crying.” I groan, peering at Mirabelle next to me, her hands wrapped around my chest. My hand pats her back, in an effortless attempt to soothe her.

“Why do you cry so much, it's not a good look on you.” I tell her, my hands rubbing her back.

Mirabelle sniffs, liberating herself from my embrace. I frown at the evident amount of tears on her face, I know she feels everything so deeply but I loathe crying, it's more than a clear sign of weakness, it also never solves anything, it just dehydrates you and causes more hurt, perhaps a headache as an aftermath.

“I know what you're thinking but I was worried about you Cami, one moment we were talking and the next you were on the floor, bleeding from your head.”

“I'm okay,” I grin. “I just got a little lightheaded.”

“Has that been happening to you a lot lately?” Maya finally speaks, clearing her throat.

“Exactly, you should assess them, not fight them, you will kill everyone out there just get some rest.” she urges.

“Those who rest, fail at life baby, haven't you learnt yet?” I counter, my gaze zeroing on her.

She nods, but still not putting a pin on it. “I know but, aren't you tired or something? You passed out and hit your head, don't you need something, like water or food? I don't think you ate adequately.”

“Well, I do need one thing from you bestie.” I sigh, resting against my dresser. Mirabelle nods, an eyebrow arched at me. “Simply call Maya for me,” I tell her.

“Why, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well again?”

I shake my head, “I feel fine. I want an abortion, schedule it.”

Mirabelle blinks, her jaw declining. “What?”

“If you can't, it's fine, I'll ask Emily to do it.”

“Camilla,” she begins but I cut her short with a disapproving grunt.

This is the start of an argument that I don't want to have, “Camilla nothing.” I tell her, “ I don't want anything that ties me to Alpha Adrian.”

“I know you hate Adrian, I do too but why does the baby have to pay for what he did?” she asks, frustration evident in her tone.

“I don't want us to fight over your brother, much less his baby that nobody wants.” I tell her, angling myself from the dresser.

“You are making a rash decision, it isn't only his baby but your baby as well, you're going to regret doing this, I know you.”

“No, please. I really don't feel like arguing with you today, I have to go out there and assess some people, right fucking now because I have other engagements to fulfil later.”

“Okay, but do this for me, think it through and listen to me on this one, you can't kill your baby.”

“You know there's nothing in this world that I won't give to you but this,” I snort. “Sorry, you can't have this, I'd give you my soul if you wanted it but this, no sweetie, it's not up for discussion.” I shrug.

“Okay,” she nods nervously. “But you know I'm just looking out for you Camilla, I've seen you with Karla, with Liam, with Asanti's daughter among so many unnamed others, you love kids, and I don't want you to regret doing this one day.”

“Having this baby would be rewarding Adrian, and I don't reward bad deeds, I will not raise the child of a man who broke me and turned me into a monster.”

“Cami, your hate for Adrian shouldn't influence you to do this.” she sighs.

“I've made my decision, be it Adrian's or King's, I'm not having it.” I assert.