Alpha’s Pregnant Luna - Chapter 77: Chapter 77

Paula
“Where is Frankie?” I asked no one in particular as I sat down at the stairs that was leading up to my chambers.
I was distraught and sad at the possibility that he might not show up.
I had been waiting for quite a while now but I had seen no signs of him.
He asked me to freshen up and prepare for a candlelight dinner tonight but there has been no sight of him for about an hour now.
I was getting fed up of waiting and was starting to think he had stood me up.
This feeling was really crappy.
No! Let’s wait a bit more for him. I’m sure he will soon be here.
And that was exactly what I did. I waited patiently for him.
An hour!
Two!
Two hours thirty minutes!
Three hours straight!
It was that I realized the hard fact.
My heart broke when I realized that I was stood up.
Tears started to well in my eyes and I could feel myself losing control.
Was this really happening? Did Frankie stand me up after he promised to show up and try to mend our relationship? Was I really someone he could appease with fake words and ditch when he saw fit?
A tear fell from my eyes and I wiped it immediately to hide my pain.
I stood up and turned to walk back Inside the chambers.
I just want to lay on my bed and cry like there’s no tomorrow. I am not going to show my weakness to the world. Especially not after I promised myself to get stronger.
I walked to steps when I felt someone grab me. Soon, I felt myself being pulled into the embrace of that person.
I felt around their chest and found that the build, scent and body was that of…..
Frankie!
What was he doing here? He surely does not care about me so why is he still here?
“Let go of me now you jerk.” I screamed in anger as I tried my best to wiggle out of his hold.
He wasn’t letting up and he even held me tighter.
I wiggled with all my strength but it was to no avail. I knew that I could just jab him with my elbow really hard multiple times and I would be free of his embrace but I couldn’t bear to hurt him, even though he made me wait.
“Bambi, wait. Hold on let me explain.” He pleaded while holding on to me tightly.
I sighed in frustration when I couldn’t break free so I just stopped struggling and stood still.
I might as well listen to his lame ass excuse.
“Fine, go on. I’m all ears” I said before folding my hands and turning to face him.
“I really didn’t mean to keep you waiting Bambi. I’m really sorry. Something came up and I was summoned by the council. I wanted to pass the message to you through Hawke but he was also there with me. I am so sorry that it turned out this way. I really am willing to do anything to mend our relationship and take us back to how it was. I’m sorry baby and I do understand if you don’t want to speak to me anymore but please don’t leave.” He pleaded with sad eyes.
My heart broke to see him this way and my resolve melted.
Ugghh! I was a sucker for him. I just couldn’t bear to see him this way.
I sighed in frustration and rubbed my forehead.
“Fine. I forgive you, alright? Are we still having the so called dinner or what? I’m starving.” I asked with a groaned, caressing my bump.
“Oh. Thank you so much Bambi. You will surely not regret this. Let’s have the dinner. Sorry for making you and the little one here stay hungry.” He said cheerfully before he touched my baby bump.
“Hey little one. Sorry that it happened this way. Sorry that I made you and the little one starve. I promise to feed your momma till she is so big, she can’t walk.” He joked to my baby bump as he leaned down.
I chuckled and it was then I decided to let it go..
I couldn’t stay mad at him for so long and it made me frustrated. I loved watching him as he cooed sweet nothings to my baby like it was already born.
I appreciated that he accepted my little one just as he was even though he was unfortunately not his.
That was my biggest concern at first.
I was so worried that he would scorn my baby. I was scared that my baby, once born, would have to live in agony for the weights of his father’s sins.
I would never want that to happen in the least bit.
He was my life and the reason I wanted to keep on living asides myself and my unborn baby.
Those were the three reasons I held on tightly.
First was myself.
I had learned to live not for the people of this world but just for myself and the people I loved.
Secondly was my little baby.
The bundle of joy that was growing within me was also one of the things egging me on in life.
I was willing to get stronger and fight so that my little baby would not have to.
The biggest was for Frankie because he saved me and gave me new life.
People might say such dependency was toxic but I would never forget that I would have been a forgotten stepping stone washed away in time had it not been for him.
He constantly supported and egged me on when I felt like giving up.
He made sure that all the thoughts of low self worth in me were eradicated.
He showed me how to love me for me.
He made me understand that I am a fighter who would go all out for tge people she loves.
He made me realize that I was not worthless.
This was exactly why I loved Frankie.
All in all, Frankie was the reason I crawled out of the pits of despair stronger than ever.
He was my life and my love.
He was everything to me.
I looked down at Frankie who was still cooing at my bump sweetly and smiled.
He was, still is and will always be, the man I love from the depths of my heart.
I reached forward and stroked his hair.
“You know I love you right?” I blurted out the question while in the moment and we both froze.
Frankie slowly looked up at me with a blank expression as if to confirm that I was talking to him.
Oh shit! Well I might as well go on with it since I blurted it out so unceremoniously.
I face palmed myself internally.
“Frankie, I love you. I have been in love with you for a while now and I just can’t contain it. I had to just say it back to you. I love everything single thing about you.” I started watching as he straightened up and took a few steps back from me with a stoic expression.
Oh my god! Hopefully, this does not blow up in my face.
I faced him head on and confess wholeheartedly to him.
I bared my heart and my feelings to him hoping for joy or happiness but all I got was the same stoic expression.
It made me start to wonder if I had perhaps made a fatal mistake.
It made me wonder if I had messed up in a way I could never come back from.