CHAPTER FOUR, KEEP IT OR KILL IT

  

"How can I be pregnant," Mylar asked pulling at Vida's arm as if she wanted to cut it off.

Mylar placed her hands on her face, her face began to squeeze slowly as she started crying.

"Jesus, I have never seen you this ugly whenever you cry before. Can you please stop?" Vida pleaded with her, Mylar looked horrible, her face all reddish and her eyes all puffy and Vida didn't like the way she looked at all.

She got up and went to get a tissue box for Mylar. When she came back, she passed the box to Mylar who took out a few of the tissue papers and wiped off her tears.

"What do I do now?" Mylar asked still sobbing quietly, Vida started patting her back gently and then replied. "I don't know."

They both hugged each other and Vida continued to comfort her. Later on, they took a cab to Mylar's house.

"That idiot doesn't even know that he is going to be a father," Vida said as they got inside Mylar's room, Mylar laid on the bed and Vida sat down by her side, when Mylar heard what she said, she got up quickly.

"Out of all the men in the world, I had to get pregnant for that asshole," Mylar said and started crying again, Vida got irritated by her tears and yelled at her.

"Hey, will you stop it already? We are both in this mess together, so let's find a solution rather than sitting down here and crying."

Mylar stopped crying and they both sat down thinking of what to do. After a while, Vida said.

"One thing is certain and that is, you can't abort the child, Jesus doesn't agree with that."

Mylar nodded in agreement, she also didn't think she can dare to abort an innocent child even if it dad is an asshole.

"We are going to take care of that child together," Vida said, she placed her hand on Mylar's hand with a reassuring smile on her face and Mylar thanked her.

"Thanks a lot, Vida, I appreciate you."

After helping Mylar prepare her dinner, Vida went home promising to see her at the club the following night.

When Mylar arrived at the club, she and Vida went to Ozzy to talk to him, to their surprise, Ozzy fired Mylar, his excuse was that he couldn't allow his customers to see a pregnant woman working in his club, for that very reason, her services were no longer required.

If Ozzy had fired her months ago she would have been super happy and feeling on top of the world, but in this condition, Ozzy's decision was rather too harsh for her and she had no idea how she was going to survive without this job. Vida went on pleading on her behalf while Mylar was lost in thought, Ozzy kept on refusing Vida's plea, slowly Mylar turned around and walked out of the club in despair.

She walked through the lonely alley without even knowing it. Before she used to be scared to walk through here alone. Her heart was heavy and it felt like a huge weight was placed on her and it was suffocating, the pain was excruciating. At long last, she got home, laid on her bed but couldn't sleep a wink. She sobbed quietly for hours, she got tired later and fell asleep.

Camilo's nanny walked into his room after knocking on his door for some time without getting any response. He was sleeping lousily on his bed, after last night's party at his dad's ranch house, and he was drunk. Some of his friends brought him back home in the early hours of the morning. She pulled the curtains on the large glass window of his room apart and the bright sunlight shunned on his face making him turn around uneasily. He started speaking in his sleep.

"God! I told you I don't want to drink that small glass, I want the bigger one." He murmured in his drunkenness.

Seeing that he was not waking up, she tried another method, she went into his bathroom and poured some water into the glass cup she took with her to the bathroom, she then came back to where he was, still sleeping with his face turned away from the sun and poured the entire glass of water on him. He jumped up in fright and started cleaning off the water on his face while swearing at his nanny.

"Even though I love you so much, you shouldn't have done that to me." He said to her, he was quite upset by what she did.

"Your dad has been waiting for you in his study for over an hour now, that was why he asked me to come and wake you up. I have to wake you up in any way I can if your dad orders, right?" She asked him with a little smile playing at the corner of her lips. Camilo then said to her. "Fine, I commend you nanny Emelda. You did the right thing."

"Thank you. Now get ready quickly and go to your dad, don't keep him waiting." She said and left the room.

Emelda Castro was a novitiate before Camilo's dad hired her to be his son's nanny when his wife, Camilo's mom had PTSD (Post-traumatic stress disorder) that was caused by an incident that happened several years ago. Emelda is the only person Camilo loves and trusts because she's always supportive when it comes to any decision he makes.

She takes care of him and brings him up the way she wants the child she never had to be.

Camilo knocked slightly on the door of the study and his dad asked him to come in. Instead of sitting down on his chair going through some files or a book like Camilo always saw him doing whenever he came to the study, he was pacing forward and backward, he seemed stressed. Camilo hesitantly walked inside and stood before his dad.

"I called you here because I want you to do something very important for me." Mr. Julian said after a while of silence and staring at Camilo.

"And what is it that you need me to do, you know that I am always at your beck and call. Just say it and I will try my best to get it done." Camilo said with a strong and confident smile.

"This isn't for me, it's for your mom." Mr. Julian said to him, the mention of his mom made his face turn pale.

His dad barely speaks about his mom and because of the things he has seen, he doesn't think his dad cares about his mom anymore. Mr Julian continued talking not minding Camilo's silence.

"Your mom wants a grandchild and a woman she can talk to in the house, a woman like your wife."

Camilo started laughing uncontrollably and Mr Julian heard him say while laughing.

"The crazy woman wants to have a grandchild from me, how great is that."

"Don't you dare gib your mom you ungrateful son of a bitch, you don't have the right to do that because you are at fault for everything that ever happened to your mom. Out of love for her child, she did everything she could to save you." Mr. Julian said yelling at Camilo, Camilo suddenly became quiet with his gaze away from his dad.

"She wants a grandchild and a daughter-in-law, so get her one."

"But Dad how do I do that? I can't just go out there and get someone pregnant, that will be crazy considering my status."

Mr Julian was starting to get annoyed by Camilo's words and so he told him something shocking.

"Are you still thinking about your goddamn statues? Look here Camilo, I am not asking you to do it, I am ordering you. So get your mom a woman to have your child or get the hell out of my house. You know you became something only because of my support and I only supported you because of your mom even after everything that happened."

After saying this, Mr. Julian stormed out of the study and left Camilo alone with his anger and bitterness.

Fuck!!! He suddenly yelled after a while and stamped his feet on the ground.

The bright sunlight woke Mylar up the next morning, she got up from her bed feeling weary and her feeble mind couldn't think of anything at all.

"What do I do now." She cried out.

Tiny drops of tears came out of her eyes and she quickly wiped them off and said to herself.

"Girl, you ain't gonna cry anymore."

She went into her tiny bathroom and took a warm shower, she got dressed in a lovely pink long-arm gown and wore black boots, she then went out of the house in search of what to do.

After walking around for a long time without finding any work or anything fun to do, she got tired and sat on a park bench to rest for a while. From where she sat, she noticed the tall library building and smiled.

"I guess I could go to the library and read something, maybe that will clear my head and get some shits off my mind." She sighed softly and got up, she slowly walked towards the library. Looking at it, you would think the library was just close by but in reality, it was quite far away. Finally, she got there and entered the building, the librarian was an elderly woman with grey hair, she had a frown on her face and was keeping an eye on everyone in the library like a hawk, perhaps hoping to catch any lawbreaker.

"Hey young man speak softly, this is a library and not your home." She was also ready to reprimand the lawbreakers.

"I see Miss Linda followed me here," Mylar said with a smile, she was talking about her old landlady.

She walked through the bookshelves looking through each of the books to find the one she wanted to read then after a while she picked out one book

"Brooklyn story by Suzanne Corso." Mylar read aloud.

She found a more secluded place behind the huge shelves and got herself settled down and then started reading the Novel.