Chapter 6 Accident

~Javier's POV~

I couldn't get to sleep. I was hot and antsy after devouring this petite sexy chick there. I promise she was nice. I stepped out of bed. I was about to take a shower when I received a phone call from Martha, my grandmother's personal helper. She informed me that my grandmother had another session. Gabby caught my eye. I didn't want to abandon her. Gabby and I had unfinished business, but I needed to get away. My grandmother meant a lot to me. I couldn't take my bath again. I dashed downstairs. I contacted my driver, Henry, and asked him to take the car, but he reminded me that I had instructed him to go home. "Fuck." I couldn't locate anybody to assist me to drive at 3 a.m., and the Russo-baltique I took was still on the system. I jumped in my car and hurried to the hospital, but I couldn't see properly on the way. I lost control of the car, struck something, and everything went blank.

~Gabriella's POV~

I woke at 9 a.m. and attempted to move but couldn't since I had sex the night before. I tried to make my way to the bathroom, which I eventually accomplished, brushing my teeth and taking a bath. I went into the kitchen and living area, but Javier was nowhere to be seen. I waited until it was eight o'clock at night. He hadn't returned, and every time the door buzzed, I imagined it was him, but it was simply room service. After three days, I returned to my apartment and met with Chloe, who was pleased that I wasn't a virgin anymore. She was curious about Javier, but I didn't know what to tell her. I refused to believe the obvious, but the fact that his belongings were still in the suite gave me hope. When I returned to the hotel after a week, Javier was not there. I had left the suite precisely as I had found it. I continued coming back in the hopes of seeing him again, but he was nowhere to be found. The last time I visited there along with Chloe, the receptionist informed us that a man had checked out the day before. I was really disappointed, but I simply accepted it for what it was. I was just meant to be a one-night stand. We had a fantastic time, and that was the end of it. School resumed, and everything seemed to be going well, until two months later, when I began to experience morning sickness. I couldn't stand it any longer, so Chloe and I went to visit a doctor. I clutched the doctor's letter as if it were a ghost. I sobbed and wailed, bewildered as to how this was possible.

"You always have sex with Alex. Why are you not expecting?"

"Gabby, I'm on meds. I can't possibly be pregnant."

"What am I going to do, Chloe?"

"You're going to be OK. You've got Alex and me. We are here to help you."

"Where am I going to locate Javier? I don't even know what his last name is; all I know is that he has his own business. What have I done? Chloe, I'm not going to be able to do it. What about going to school? How am I going to raise a child? When I can't even look after myself?"

I regretted the day I met Javier because the anguish and regrets struck me hard.