Page 79 of Abigail's King
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Davi standing there with a massive grin on his face directed solely at me. But I couldn’t look over at him. I was entranced by the woman I loved. I could feel the panic starting to set in as she finished the song and looked up at the guys. She must have seen that Davi was looking over in my direction, because a few seconds later, her eyes met mine. My heart was beating in overdrive as she sat there, the tracks of the tears she had shed still wet on her face. I held my breath as she started to get up from her seat.
Then the whole world stopped as I noticed the small bump on her stomach. She was pregnant.
What the fuck? How could she have been pregnant? I had only asked her to leave about two months ago. It was then that reality hit, and I felt my legs give way on me. Before I could hit the ground, I felt two arms grab me and put me back on my feet. Could it be that she was carrying my child? Had we made a life together in those weeks we had been together?
I was trying to do the math in my head. Surely she wouldn’t have been showing this quickly. She could only be…what, four months at the most?
My head was spinning with so much going around it as Mateus stood there, making sure I didn’t fall down to the ground. I watched as Davi walked over to her and gave her a massive hug. I should have been jealous, but I was in shock.
“That was amazing, Abigail. Wasn’t it, guys? You have an amazing voice, and hell, you can play a piano almost as good as that reprobate over there.”
When I saw the smile on her face, I lost it. I tried to get out of Mateus’s hold and leave as quickly as possible. I couldn’t take it. The thought that she was happy without me, that she had a life after me, was too much for me to handle. I could feel my insecurities starting to return.
The anxiety was too much. I needed to get out of here. I was struggling to breathe and hyperventilating. It wasn’t until I felt the electricity as she placed her hand on my shoulder that I started to breathe. Mateus was still holding me, but I suddenly felt calmer. My light was back. I looked up to see Abigail standing in front of me, smiling.
“Hey.”
I couldn’t say a word. I just stood there looking into the eyes of the woman I loved. The only woman I would ever love. I didn’t care if the baby wasn’t mine. I would raise it as my own as long as I got to be with my Bonita.
Mateus pulled me from my thoughts. “You could say hi back, you know.”
I finally found my voice. “Sorry, I’m just shocked to see you here. Someone forgot to mention that you were going to be here.”
I shot a look over at Davi, who still had a massive grin on his face. He walked over and slapped me on the shoulder.
“I didn’t want to spoil the surprise.”
Then it clicked: the reason why Mateus was here. He knew that Abigail was back and had arranged this with Davi. I should have been mad, but if it hadn’t been for him, I may not have been here today. I could have killed him, though, when he carried on talking.
“Anyway, the state I found you in last night, I thought the shock might have tipped you over the edge.”
“Davi!”
“No, Ricardo. Abigail deserves to know. Whether you tell her or I do, that’s up to you.”
I didn’t want her to know what I had done to myself the past two months. The amount of alcohol I had drunk. The sleepless nights, depression, and despair, along with the fact that I wanted to kill myself. I looked at the concern in Abigail’s eyes. I couldn’t look at them, though. I cast my eyes to the floor. Davi, deciding I had made my decision, chose to speak.
“I think you should sit down for this Abigail. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you or the baby.”
I didn’t look, just stood there looking down at the ground. I assumed that Abigail was now seated, because Davi continued.
“I don’t actually know what happened when you left. All I do know is when I walked into his house last night, it looked as though the place had been done over in a robbery. There was stuff thrown everywhere in the front room, along with loads of broken lights and vases. Then I found this one sitting in the study with empty bottles all over the floor. But that wasn’t the worst of it.”
He obviously paused for dramatic effect. Although it could have been just because he was worried about what he was going to say next and how Abigail would react.
“What was it, Davi? I think I need to know.”
I looked up at that moment to see Davi looking over at me, as if silently asking whether I should go on. I slowly nodded and looked down again. I did not want to see Abigail’s reaction. I was ashamed of what I had tried to do.
“He had a gun.”
I heard her gasp. He didn’t need to say any more. She had already figured it out.
I felt Mateus’s grip loosen on me. I guessed he was as shocked as Abigail was. He didn’t know that it wasn’t the first time I had contemplated suicide. Even Davi thought it has only been twice including last night. But the truth was, I had lost count of the number of times I had considered it. Had the gun in my hand and was ready to pull the trigger.
I turned away from everyone, embarrassed by my actions of the previous night. I didn’t want anyone to feel sorry for me. Especially the guys I had called friends. I started to walk away, but felt her hold me back. As soon as she grabbed my arm, I knew it was her. The electricity that had always been there between us hadn’t gone. I didn’t want to look at her – or anyone – as the tears were running down my face.
“Kye, look at me, please.”
I turned to find her looking back at me with the same tears that I was shedding. She gave me a slight smile and spoke again.
“I think we need to talk.”
