Forgetting You - Episode 14

*MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!! ****

JASON'S POV I watch in silence as my mother leans over baby Olivia who's currently asleep on my bed in my room, adjusting the oxygen mask over her face.

She places a kiss to her forehead and stand upright to face me.

She sighs

"I can't believe this little one has no one to take care of her considering her father isn't known and her mother is in a psychiatric hospital"

mom says and I grimace.

Yep! I lied to my mom saying I helped deliver a mentally unstable woman.

Well, the part about delivery is true but Hailey is in no way mentally unstable.

She doesn't need to know anything about Hailey at least for now.

I nod

"Yes mom. That's why I took her in. I couldn't take her to an orphanage because of her condition. Who knows, they might one day probably forget to turn on the oxygen supply at night. I'd be at peace if I were to take care of her and love her like my own"

I say meaning it.

Mom wipes a tear and sniffs.

Ugh! Women. So dramatic!.

"I'm so proud of you son. I'm so proud of the man you've grown into"

"I'm proud of the man you made me mother"

"Oh my baby"

she throws her tiny arms around me.

Not to be rude but my mom is quite petite and tiny too.

"Your father is going to go haywire when he comes back to find out out you brought a baby that isn't yours home after the stunt you pulled at the wedding last week. He's still pretty mad"

mom says and I couldn't agree any less.

Amongst the two, my mom is the most understandable and easy going.

My dad is the complete opposite.

It's like he was born an angry kid.

I'm glad my dad had gone on a trip when I brought Olivia home from my cottage.

"I'll talk to him mom"

I say and she nods.

A slight whimper interrupts our conversation and we both turn to find Olivia stirring awake, whimpering.

I quickly move to take off the mask and turn off the supply.

She begins to kick and cry.

"Oh mother

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. I'm out of milk. I think she's hungry. Where do I get milk at this time of the night?"

I lament

"I'll breastfeed her. Don't worry"

Mom offers and takes Olivia, rocking her with one arm.

"Ahh.. There, there princess. It's okay"

she cooes and begins to unbutton her shirt.

"What are you doing mom?"

She stares up at me like I just grew horns.

"Breastfeeding of course"

"But mom, I'm still here. I'm a man! Your son!"

"Exactly! You're my son not husband. Oh wait, my husband has the right to these too"

She points to her breasts smiling grimly and I groan

"I've breastfed you before. We both bathed together when you were a boy so what's your deal young man?"

"I'm a man now mother!"

"Still my son. You can stay or leave"

she dismisses me as she takes her attention back to Olivia.

I'd rather leave. 

I can't afford to have nightmares seeing my mother's half nakedness.

"I'm taking your car out mom. I'll be back soon!"

I shout as I exit

"Keys are in my room" she shouts back and I make my way towards the master bedroom for the keys.

I just hope Hailey would be back by the time i arrive at the cottage.

Read " The Emerald Chase " by the same author ( eliza )

. I just hope.

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HAILEY'S POV

I stare at the plate of burned rice and something dark that was supposed to be referred to as tomato stew for the longest of time.

I cringe. It's disgusting. Not even a beggar would accept to eat something like this. 

I know this is their way of punishing me but I won't let it get it to me.

Not this time around. 

I need to be able to survive this because one day.

Someday, when I'm finally free I will go back to my baby.

My daughter.

The only reason I'm still fighting to be alive.

She's my only source of strength.

I push the plate away and pick the cup of water on the tray and gulp it all at a go.

I sigh and stretch my legs on the cold floor.

My lower body feels numb from sitting in one position for so long.

"Hey there beautiful"

a voice interrupts and i instantly know my demon is back. 

I can practically feel the smirk on his face as the door to the dungeon opens and he steps in.

I don't bother to reply him.

I'm not going to indulge him this time.

"I've missed you"

he says as he steps closer to me. 

I stay silent.

He bends closer to me and I instantly what's on his mind.

"Do not make the mistake of touching me Jack"

I warn without facing him.

"Oh cummon sweetheart. It's not like this is the fist time. Its definitely not going to be last"

he grins cynically and my hand grab the fork on the plate of rice.. Stupid right?.

They are stupid for serving me food with fork. In my situation, anything can be used as a weapon, even a needle.

I grope it tighter as he moves to c-ress my face.

"So beautiful, so hot, so soft"

his voice disgusts me,makes me wanna puke.

"For the last time Jack, do not f*cking touch me"

I growl but he only smiles.

"Or what?"

His hands move to my chest, lowering and lowering.

Anger fills me as I fling my arm across his chest, jabbing the fork into his shoulder as hard as I can, drawing out blood.

He groans and jumps back, staring at me wide eyed.

I stare right back,daring him, challenging him to take another step closer.

"You're never touching me again Jack. Take another step and I swear I will land this fork in your eye and pull them out and eat them!"

I bark in my most deadliest tone and he instantly scurries out towards the door,gripping his shoulders in pain.

I bet he didn't expect such bravery from me. 

I throw the blood stained fork onto the floor as the door shuts.

Good riddance.

I sigh.

How many more hours am I gonna stay locked up here? Days, weeks, months, years? I hope not. I really hope not.

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JASON'S POV It's 11:00pm. Four hours since Hailey run off.

I glance out the window from inside the cottage for the thousand time and like all those times, Hailey was no where in sight. 

I sit back down and take a sip of my tea.

Waiting. 

I know she's going to come back.

I know so.

But I was entirely wrong.

Completely wrong. Because, I waited and waited and waited.

And soon, those four hours turned into days, days into weeks, weeks into months and soon enough,months turned into three years and I never set eyes on Hailey again.

Hailey left again, just as quickly as she came and I was left wondering if my love for her will ever be reciprocated.

But of course I never got my answer because she never returned for three years.

And Olivia, I will always be left wondering if she'll ever get to meet her mother again.