What? What? My eyes widened. What am I going to do? I could have been in my hotel room, on my bed, crying into my pillow if I wasn't so distracted by some stranger. "There's a staircase we could use." He said behind me. Thank god!

"Oh, there is? That's a relief." I said, and he chuckled, but there was a hint of surprise on his face as if he was surprised that I didn't know there was supposed to be a staircase.

"Come with me." He walked forward, and I followed behind him. We got to a staircase. A long staircase, if that's the only way down, I have to use it.

Ugh, how was I going to drag my luggage down this staircase? There was so much work. It felt like I could collapse at any given moment. My body was weak.

We walked down slowly, and it felt like I was going to fall.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah," I replied. Okay, I was not okay. My legs were giving up. After walking for what seemed to be like forever, Jake halted.

For a moment, I thought we had reached, "are you sure? You don't look okay."

"I'm perfectly fine-" he cuts me off when he came in front of me and bent down. "Hop in." He said.

He was going to give me a piggyback ride!

"You don't have to..."

"It's okay." He said firmly. I sighed. If I wasn't so tired, I wouldn't have. I hesitantly climbed on his back. He took my luggage and held it with his free has as he used one arm to hold me, and he started climbing down again.

After what seems like hours, we finally reach the 5th floor, and this hotel must be huge.

Coming off his back, I blushed, looking away. "Thank you."

"No problem, you seem new here. Do you know the way to your room?"

"I'm new, but it would be easy to find it, seeing I'm already on the floor."

"I guess this is a good night here, in case you want to contact me... If you have any problem, you could always reach out to me." He said, giving me a contact card.

I took it from him before saying another thank you. I walked away to find my room.

Room 16c

After searching for it for a couple of minutes, I got there. I entered the room, and it was a comfortable room.

I sighed. All I wanted at that moment was to clear my head. I flopped myself on the bed.

Third Person's POV:

Tessa tossed around the bed, she could not sleep, and tears streamed down her eyes. She prayed to wake up and see that it was all a dream. To wake up beside Carson and see him looking at her with his caring eyes like he has always done.

Things didn't turn out well for her. She cried for what had happened, and she cried for Carson. Cries escaped her lips.

She felt sick and had thrown up a couple of times. She remembered her aunt, and she knew she would eventually go to her.

After all, she has no place to go. If she stayed in the hotel room for a week, she'd be stranded, speaking of money for her to eat and to take care of herself.

She had never thought she would ever regret going to Carson. She thought love conquered it all.

Was she wrong?

The weather wasn't helping either. It was so cold that she clutched the duvet closer to herself.

Tessa's POV:

I woke with a huge headache, and it felt like someone had hit my head with a metal.

I groaned, standing up from the bed. I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and take my bath.

If I had to go to my aunt's place, I had to leave early, and it is pretty far from here. Sigh.

After I was done, I got ready, throwing my clothes on me. I took bags and walked out, but not before checking if I had forgotten anything.

I walked to the elevator, I pressed open, it opened, and I walked in. It was about to close, but then it opened again.

A man walked in. That sinfully handsome man, again.

I gulped, looking away. Even his aura is scary. He was in a suit. It looks really expensive.

Did he notice me? He didn't seem to, and he didn't glance once at me.

I maintained my place in the elevator. Soon it dinged and stopped. Oh, thank god!

I walked out quickly, going to the exit. Immediately I was out, and I called a cab.

I was in front of my aunt's house. Should I just go back? Go. If you want to suffer.

God, please save me. I inhaled and exhaled a couple of times before going to the door. I knocked on it.

The house hasn't changed a bit. After a couple of minutes, the door opened, revealing my aunt.

A huge scowl formed on her face. "You! What are you doing here?! I told you not to come back here! He's dumped you already?" She screamed at me. I just looked at the floor, my eyes blurry with tears.

"Answer me!" She shouted when she noticed I wasn't answering her. Were those tears forming in her eyes?

"Yes."

"Ugh! I knew it! He's of no good, and what are you doing here?"

She asked me. How was I going to answer such a question? Why was I back?

I looked around my old room, and it hadn't changed a bit. I dropped my bags on the table next to me.

I was so tired. I sat on the bed, more tears spilling out of my eyes. I didn't know when I had fallen asleep.

"Are you sleeping?! Don't think I'd let you stay in this house without you working for me! Go and work, and the house needs to be clean. I have guests coming." Aunt snarled at me. I quickly stood up from the bed.

"I'm sorry," I said. She just glared at me and gestured the way I should take it. I sighed, walking out of my room.

I cleaned the whole house. Everywhere. Even outside the house.

I was unusually tired lately and started throwing up. What is wrong with me?

I took my phone, went on google, and typed my symptoms.

The first thing that popped up was pregnancy, and I can't be pregnant. But, there's a chance that I could be...

I had to go buy a pregnancy kit.

My eyes widened at the kit in my hand. I was pregnant! Oh god, what do I do? "The guests are here! Go meet them." My aunt said. I quickly hid the kit, holding my hand to m back.

Why do I have to meet them though

"Okay," I replied.

"Wait. Put on something nicer." She said, walking out of the room.

I wore a pink gown, not bothering to check how it looked. I know I look like a mess. Whatever guests she has, I don't know them.

I sighed, walking out of the room. I mobbed to the sitting only to see aunt smiling widely at two men standing in front of her.

"Of course! She would love to go now! Cara!" She called, beaming. Cara is her only child and daughter, and she is a year older than me.

Cara waltzed in, and her face was heavily stashed with makeup. I'm, I'm not surprised.

"And there's my niece, Tessa. She's just like a daughter to me." She motioned for me to come closer.

Just like a daughter to me, my butt.

I walked closer, I don't know why, but I already hated the two men in front of me.

"Let's sit down."

I sat down on the seat next to Cara, and I noticed the side glare she was giving me; she had never liked me.

The rest was a blur. Seriously, I wasn't even listening, and my mind was on so many different things.

I felt someone's eyes on me. Looking to the opposite side was one of those men. Why was he looking at me? Is there something on my face?

I quickly looked away from him, and when I earned a glare from an aunt, what was this all about?

They talked a bit more. Besides me was a blushing Cara. I shook my head, sighing, and let this be over.

It was finally over, and those men left. I went to my room and closed the door behind me, and I went to where I had placed the pregnancy kit.

I can't believe there is an actual human growing inside of me, and it feels so unreal. My room door suddenly opened, revealing my aunt.

"I need to talk to you." Was the first thing aunt said immediately thereafter entering the room.

"Okay," I replied.

She smiled at me. Weird. "Here, sit down." She motioned for me to sit down on the bed, I sat down, and she sat down with me.

Her smile got wider. "I had always known you'd bring nothing but good luck." She said.

Okay, this is weird. She had always called me bad luck. What was she talking about?

"W-what do you mean?" I asked curiously. "You see those men? The one who came earlier? Well, the one who was staring at you, he's interested in you. I told him that you're single." She asked, where was she going with this?

"What do you mean by that?" I asked again. "He's interested in you, and he would love to make you his wife, isn't that great news?" She said, giggling.

Why would he be interested in me? I barely know him, and neither does he. He barely knows me, and he would love to make me his wife. It sounds stupid.

Was she being serious? "I am not interested," I said, and she gave me a deadly glare.

"I'm doing something great for you right now, you should be grateful, and you're going to get married to him. You have no say in this, and you live under me. You are my responsibility." She scolded. Okay, this was insane. She was insane.

"Are you being serious right now? I'm not getting married." I said, standing up. She was doing this for money.

She has always been obsessed with money, and she could even sell her right now, but not limited to a child, for money.

"Listen to me, young lady, you're going to get married to him. If not, leave my house! And I assure you, you're going to suffer out there. I'm doing this for your good." She snarled, getting up from the bed.

For your own good? She was doing this for her benefit, and if I have to leave this house, I'm so not getting married ever again.

"I am leaving," I said, going to where my bag was; why did I even come here in the first place? Because I don't have any place to stay...? "are you kidding me? I told you! You're going to suffer out there!" She shrieked.

What's up with eating? I ignored her, packing my stuff. I know I'm going to suffer out there, but it's better.

Nope, it's not.

Pushing the thought out of my mind and walking out of the room. "You're so stubborn, just do what I say, and your life will be great." She said.

Great? More like hell.

Going out of the house, I didn't glance back, but I could hear her shouting. Where would I go? Why can't my life be normal? I'm the with child.

Oh god, could it get anymore worst? Thrashing my hair and arranging it back, I walked off.

~

After walking for what seemed like hours, I got tired. I walked towards the left side of the road, bending down, and I cried.

The world sure hate hates me. I cried for what seemed to seem like hours. Well, it was hours. I looked at my phone. 4 pm?? Drops of water hit me.

It was going to rain. I looked up at the sky, and just then, the rain started. I stood up and ran to the nearest building.

I tried to enter, but the door was closed. I'm sure it's not a house. At least it does not look like one.

The door opened, revealing two bulky in. I gulped. They looked so scary.

Aye, aye, young lady, you got a card?" One said, card? What were they talking about? "Card?"

"Oh, it's a beautiful young lady. Oh, just let her in! Look at the storm coming!" A lady said, smiling. She looks nice.

"Please come in, dear." The lady said, taking me by the hand and leading me in.

Inside was so warm. There were lots of people, girls with almost nothing on.

Everyone looks expensive. What did I get myself into? I gulped again.

"It's okay dear. Loosen yourself. You're fine!" She screamed over The loud music, and I managed to nod.

"Come with me," she said. Should I go wither? I mean, I'm still scared standing here alone.

I followed her, and we stopped at a place, "I think she'd be great tonight." She told a man, the man wore a suit.

Was she talking about me?

The man surveyed me with his eyes, and I felt highly uncomfortable. He smirked. "Yeah, she looks tasty." He said, making me gasp.

I looked at the lady. "Oh, don't worry, it's not what you're thinking, and oh dear, you look so tired. Come, I can offer you a room tonight." She said it felt sincere.

"Okay," I said and trailed behind her. We walked till we reached a door, "here is it! Go have your bath and relax, dear. Here is the key." She said, handling a bunch of keys, and left.

Oh, thank god! I opened the door and entered, and I locked the door with the key room was nice and dimmed and Lighted. Should I have my bath? I mean, I'm really dirty right now.

I went to the bathroom and quickly took a bath and threw on some clothes to were going out.

I saw a man, well, that man of earlier. "Awe, I was expecting you to come out only with a towel."

How did he get in here?

I gulped, looking at the man before me. It was a setup! What an idiot am I? I should have known. A huge grin plastered on his face.

He walked closer to me. "Don't come closer!" I screamed at him, but he didn't even seem to hear what I just said.

His grin was sickening, and I looked around to see if there was anything I could use to protect myself when he suddenly jumped on me, resulting in the two of us falling on the bed.

"Help! Somebody help! Please!" I screamed for help, but no one came. The man pressed his body against mine. He brought his head to my neck and started kissing it. My effort to push him away was in vain.

He was so much stronger. Tears spilled out of my eyes, "stop, please, don't do this, I beg of you!" I cried. He stood up from me, and he quickly unclasped his belt.

I thought this was my chance to escape, but his arm suddenly wrapped around my waist, pulling me back. Kicking and screaming did nothing to him.

I spotted the vase on the stool behind the bed, I stressed out to reach it, but I couldn't reach it.

Oh god, please save me. Stretching further for it, I finally reached it. I took hold of it and hit him on the head with it.

He released me and held his head. "Ahhh." He growled. I took the chance to run.

Bolting out of the room, I ran through the long passage, and I reached the place where they were so many people dancing.

"Find her!!!" I heard him growl, and I had to hide. I quickly bent down and hid under the table that was close to me.

My heart was beating so fast. What if they caught me? More tears slipped out of my eyes.

After some minutes, I heard, "where there fuck could she be?!" It was that man, he was shouting at someone or persons.

"She didn't leave the club, sir, and I'm sure she is somewhere around here." One replied.

"Go fucking find her!!!" He growled. I whimpered, and I might have mistakenly touched something, and it fell with a loud noise.

"Who's there?" A man with a deep voice asked. Fear took over me, I froze, and the table was suddenly flipped over.

I looked up to see 5men before me. One of them was that man. He had a stupid smirk on his face. Suddenly I was grabbed by two men. "Let go of me!" I shouted, trying to leave their grasp.

"Please, I beg of you." I cried, and suddenly a man walked towards where we were."

"What are you doing, man? She's Vick's fiancee." The man said, fiancee?!

Something crossed the men's faces, and it was fear. Whoever this Vick guy is, he must be rich or something.

"Come with me." The guy said, grabbing my arm. He practically dragged me out of the club.

"Where are you taking me to?!" I screamed at the unknown man. "Home." He replied.

Home? What was he talking about? We reached outside, and there was a car just beside the door. He opened the car door.

"Get in." He said. I should make a run for it. "Don't even think about it." I heard him say.

He nodded his head towards the men around, and they work for him too? Or whoever this Vick guy is.

If I ran now, they would catch me. I gulped before entering the car. The door closed, and the man came into the driver's seat and drove off.

I looked carefully at the road, just in case I saw a chance to escape, so I would know the way back.

We were suddenly in a familiar environment. Was he taking me back to my aunt's?

My eyes widened when we stopped just right outside her house. He came out of the car and walked to my door, and opened it.

"Come out." He said. I climbed down.

"Thank you so much. Please greet sir Vick for me." I heard my aunt say to that man. She knew who Vick was!

I was sitting down on a chair in the living room. "I will." He replied. I heard the door close and footsteps coming closer to where I was.

My aunt reached the living room, and she was glaring at me. "You never listen to me! If that man had raped you. Oh god." She said.

My head was down, and I couldn't look at her. "Just do as I say, and you'll live a wonderful life, Tessa." She said.

I didn't answer her, and I couldn't. If I leave again...

You'd regret ever going to him!

You're so stubborn!

If I go again the third time, maybe something so much more may happen to me.

She's Vick's fiancee.

My mind went back to what that man had said. "W-who is Vick?" I asked my aunt to ignore what she had been saying.

"He's the man I was telling you about, the one who is interested in you." She replied.

"Well, I said this before, I'm not interested in him. Do I have to say it out loud?" I snapped.

"You don't have a choice in it." She snapped back.

"What do you mean by I don't have a choice in it? This is my life!"

"I might have never said this before, but Vick isn't someone who takes no."

"Stop! I don't care, I'm not getting married, and there's nothing you or he can do about it."

"Oh, that's where you're wrong."