My Evil Boy Toy

After leaving the country, we first went to Paris. It was so hard without Jayden. I cried every night, missing him.

I was always thinking about him. What was he doing? Is he searching for me? Is he mad at me?

For almost two weeks, I was only in my room. Missy was the one who took care of me but eventually she got mad and threatened me that she would contact Jayden if I continue to be miserable. She asked me to take care of myself for the baby.

I touched my belly and cried again. How could I forget the little angel inside me? I promised Jayden that I will take care of our child, the fruit of our love.

I mustered my strength and did everything to stand on my feet. I can't be like this forever. Jayden would definitely get mad at me and will scold me if he finds out I'm not taking care of myself and the baby.

On my fifth month, I found a small clinic just near the house we rented. The doctor asked me a few questions because I was a minor, only seventeen and pregnant without a husband or anyone.

"Were you raped?" That's the first question she asked.

I was surprised but shook my head immediately.

"No! I wasn't. I love the father of my child. We love each other." I said.

"Then where is he? You understand you're a minor right? I have to report you to social welfare." She said.

I got nervous and almost begged to her.

"Please no! I ran away from home! I can't let them find me, especially my fiance!"

She frowned and looked at me, as if waiting for me to continue my story. I took a deep breath and told her everything. I didn't mention any name though. I introduced myself to her as Margaret Richards.

For some reason, I felt like I needed to tell it to someone I don't know. The feelings that I have been suppressing and all those things inside my head, I needed to let it out.

She was quiet after I told her everything. I was crying the whole time and she just let me cry. I thought I wouldn't cry anymore but it was still painful.

"Okay. I won't report you. I shouldn't believe you that easily but from what I see, you were telling the truth. If you want, you could help me out here, I'll pay you of course. My assistant just resigned and I need someone to accept phone calls and assist the patients. I'm Dr.Candice Lane. I will be your doctor from now on." She said.

The pay wasn't that much but it was enough for us to survive. Missy also got a part time job and helped me out with the bills. My check up, medicines and tests were all free so overall the job was pretty decent.

I found out that the baby in my belly was a boy. I was so happy but at the same time felt so lonely. Jayden was looking forward to this day. We're supposed to be celebrating with our friends but here I am, alone in my room.

I touched my belly and started talking to my son. 

"I'm going to call you, Caden. Don't worry we'll be okay. I promise! Mommy will take care of you." I said.

In my sixth month, I started to have leg cramps and backaches. The leg cramps happen every night and it is so painful that I sometimes cry. The backaches were due to the extra weight gain, causing strains on my back.

I continued my life and made myself busy so I won't think of Jayden, focusing on the baby and my work. Dr. Lane asked me if I wanted to enroll in a culinary class and so I did.

In my eight month, I didn't stop working. It was like my exercise so when the time comes, it wouldn't be that hard. Though most of the time, I experienced shortness of breath, the doctor said it was normal.

One morning, Dr.Lane approached me and handed me a newspaper. It wasn't dated today. It was an old one.

When I looked at it, I was surprised. It was the day Kyle was announced as the heir to the throne. The day my grandfather gave me my mother's title as the princess of Flousia.

"This is you, right?" She asked.

I looked at her to see if she was mad. She was so kind to me, she was like a mother. She was already around forty but still single. I never asked her about her family, not that I wasn't interested but I didn't have any reason to ask.

I nodded and bowed my head. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. My real name is Margaret Catherine Hulls Miller. Richards was my fiance's last name."

"How about the rest of your story? Are those true?" She asked.

I nodded again. "Yes. My fiance is Jayden Richards, the one beside me in that photo."

She took a sigh and pat me on the head. Tears fell from my eyes again when I saw Jayden. I missed him so much.

"You missed him?" She asked.

"Yes! He was waiting for the day to find out the baby's gender, he missed that. Now that there are only two weeks left until I give birth, he will miss it as well. I feel like my heart was breaking again. I couldn't forget him. I love him so much. There are a lot of times I wanted to go back to him but I'm scared. It's been almost half a year, I never dared to look at any news, magazine or newspaper because I'm afraid I would be seeing him there." I said, crying.

"I don't know the guy but if you are so in love with him, I'm assuming he's a good guy. I don't have the right to tell you this, but leaving him like that was a mistake. You should have at least tried to tell him instead of judging him that easily." She said.

I cried again. I already knew that but I could never go back. He might have a girlfriend now and I will just make things worse if I suddenly showed up.