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After All a Second Chance

"You can't deny everything just like that," I screamed at the boy I once thought loved me as tears welled up in my eyes. "Well, watch me," he said casually, crashing on the sofa in his room. "We have to find a solution to this pregnancy. You can't expect me to abort our baby," I said, trying to make him see things from a better perspective, but the look on his face just proved how stupid he thinks I am right now. "Your baby, not ours," he said, shocking me. "Are you seriously denying sleeping with me and getting me pregnant?" I screamed at him as I let my tears flow freely from my eyes. "Look, I accept that I slept with you, but I definitely didn't get you pregnant. Why don't you ask all your numerous lovers? Maybe one of them will accept that they released their semen into you," he said with a bored expression on his face. "What are you talking about? I don't have any other boyfriend apart from you," I said, trying to fight the truth that was staring at me. "Oh, please spare me all this. Whenever you are done with this drama, leave and shut the door behind you," he said, getting up and walking to the bathroom while I stared at him wide-eyed. "Just so you know, if anyone asks you who is responsible for that thing you're carrying, and you call my name, I promise you I will deny ever knowing you at all. And trust me when I say I'll make your life miserable," he finally said before walking into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
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Chapter 5

Jace's POV

"Sir your meeting starts in 30 minutes" I heard someone say from the door, making me sit up from my seat as the bimbo on my laps fell to the ground due to her lack of warning

"Ok then, inform Jay and Brandon we will be leaving in 10 minutes" I said in a gruff voice, and she nodded before hurrying out, and now she just killed my mood.

"Get up and get out" I told the bimbo that I don't know her name, no surprise there it's difficult remembering any of their names,

"Wait, what?" She asked looking all confused and by the way, still on the ground, is she waiting for me to help her up or something because if she is, then she should get ready to clean the floors then.

"You heard me" I said, facing the files in my table that needed my attention.

"We haven't completed what we started" she said trying to sound sexy, but it just pissed me off the more,

"Don't let me repeat myself, Janet" I said trying to keep my cool, though I was getting really impatient with her.

"My name is Brittany" she said well squealed and that was it.

"Security come take out this trash" I said into the AirPods on my ear.

"You have got to be kidding me" she said finally getting up and dusting herself, guess she realized she couldn't clean the floor to my taste.

"Sir" one of my bodyguards said from the door and I nodded signalling him to come in, I simply glanced at the bimbo and he quickly got the hint.

"Don't come near me, I can help myself out" she said grabbing her purse and walking out but not before sliding a piece of paper containing what I guess should be her number to me, so much for her being angry.

"Get my black limo ready I have a meeting in a few minutes" I said to the bodyguard, he gave me a curt nod before walking out.

"If anyone calls you know what to say right?" I asked my secretary as I walked out of my office, locking the door behind me,

"Yes sir, but what if your Dad calls?"she asked in a small voice, knowing she hit a nerve,

"Like I said you know what to say" I said, walking away before I say something I didn't want to

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"Come on, we are late already" I heard Brandon say as I stepped out of the large building,

"It's not like they can start the meeting without us" I said with a shrug as I got into the limo,

"Still we shouldn't be late it doesn't say good about us" he said making me roll my eyes.

"Stop acting like you are a saint or something, I am pretty sure you don't want to go" I said turning to face him,

"I am better than this big head here, he kept on whining that you just cock blocked him and stuffs like that, apparently he was about to get it when you sent Jamie to come get us" he said referring to my little brother who stuck his tongue out at him.

"I didn't ask you to remind me" Jay said, making me burst out laughing.

"The irony that I cock blocked myself "I said in between laughter.

"Does it mean I am the only sane and decent guy in our midst?" Brandon asked, making both Jay and I give him a skeptical look.

"That's cause you claim you have a girlfriend you love, it's funny how Lisa turned you into a love sick puppy "I said,

"You won't get it until a girl sweeps you off your feet" he said, ignoring the looks he was getting from Jay and me,

"Yea, not happening "I said shaking my head,

"Don't be so sure, after all that girl back in high school did it, what's her name again, ha right Paige" he said and I froze midair,

"That's true bro, you never told is what really happened between the both of you" Jay chirped in and just like that my mood died,

"Like is said earlier nothing, we just got tired and decided to have a break then she moved" I muttered turning away from them.

"Yea right, but you are still stuck up for her" Brandon said totally not believing me, but I couldn't say anything to them, I just couldn't, I still remember that day like it was yesterday, the day that still haunts me...

* Flashback*

"You can't just deny everything just like that" Paige screamed at me as tears gathered in her eyes, she was showing me her pain, how much my words were affecting her, but I just couldn't think straight with the news she just dropped.

"Well watch me" I said casually crashing on the sofa beside my desk,

"We have to find a solution to this pregnancy, you can't expect me to abort our baby" she said, wait who talked about abortion here of course she won't do that, but I just can't, I have a future ahead of me,

"Your baby not ours" I said, shocking both her and myself, I love her, but I just can't, My Dad won't take this lightly and I can't afford to let anything come between me and my future.

"Are you seriously denying sleeping with me and getting me pregnant" She screamed at me as she finally let the tears fall, at that moment I was tempted to hug her and apologize accept the baby and work something out but something just kept holding me back keeping me rooted to a spot.

"Look I accept that I slept with you, but I definitely didn't get you pregnant, why don't you ask all your numerous lovers maybe one of them will accept that they released their semen into you" I said tried to act unfazed by her tears when it was literally killing me inside, I knew very well that she didn't have any lovers or any guy apart from me, but I just had to say something, just something,

"What are you talking about, I don't have any other boyfriend apart from you"she said as her tears dropped without control.

"Oh, please spare me all these, whenever you are done with this drama leave and shut the door behind you"I said because I was already at the verge of losing my control, I just wanted to ignore my father's warnings and hug her, kiss her anything to stop her tears, but I knew he wasn't bluffing,

"Just so you know, if anyone asks you who is responsible for that thing you're carrying, and you mistakenly call my name, I promise you I will deny ever knowing you at all and trust me when I say I'll make your life miserable" I finally said as I walked into my bathroom shutting the door behind me but not before seeing the broken look on her face and in that minute I regretted everything I just said, but I couldn't take them back, I didn't hear her voice or cries any more, so I assumed she left, and she really did, she left for good, I never saw her again........

*Present day*

I looked for her everywhere, her mother was a mess without her which fuelled my guilt the more, she never came to school again, her mum showed me the letter she left and that's when I realized I made the greatest mistake of my life.

I had to find a way help her mum without letting her know I was the cause of everything and up until this day I always make sure I find time for her, she hasn't been herself since the incident, but I guess she is better than she would have been without my help,

Every day, I sit and wonder, where did she run off too?, did she give birth?, did she keep that child after all?, if she did, I want to know if it's a boy or girl, if he or she looks like me or her or both?, will I ever see her again?, will I ever get to apologize?, is she still alive?, I know I shouldn't think like that, but I can't help it, no social media has anything about her from that day onwards, I have tried so many detectives, but they all come out with little or nothing to help find her.

Every so often I blame my Dad for all of this, he knew she was pregnant, and he made me reject her, he used his money to his advantage once again, right now, I know that's not an excuse, but then I was living off his money then if he had kept to his threat I would have been left with nothing, I still can't bring myself to look at my father the same way after day, I felt he hated me, all he ever cared about was his money and now that I made mine all on my own he wants to merge our company, but I can't let it, he should go to hell for all I care......

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