Love is a thing of the heart and those who are in it must treat it with respect because one wrong step can cause a devastation of the heart and you will lost the love you share.
Love is a thing of the heart and those who are in it must treat it with respect because one wrong step can cause a devastation of the heart and you will lost the love you share.
Chapter One.
Louis, Please Reconsider
At Sevenoaks, Kent
It was a Friday night, Louis and Olivia drove in from a cinema show. She was casually dressed in blue colored jeans and a chiffon top which flattered her figures. Louis got off the car, walked to the passenger's door, and opened the car door for her.
"Thank you, love."
She appreciated as she got off the vehicle, casting an affectionate look at Louis, who shut the car door and replied.
"It is my pleasure, dear."
He said as he crossed his left hand around her waist while they walked into his two bed semi-detached apartment.
"Make yourself comfortable. I will be back."
"All right, dear."
Louis went into the room and changed into a simple wear. He walked back to the parlor, sat on the couch beside Olivia who was setting out to put on the television, and engaged her in a discussion. The janitor who saw them drove in had brought in Olivia's mini suitcase, which contained the few wears she would use for the weekend.
"Olivia, you mean the world to me, and I wonder what life would have been without you. Thank you for accepting to spend the weekend with me."
Olivia dropped the remote control she was holding after she had succeeded in putting on the television and confirmed.
"Louis, dear, you also mean so much to me. I would have loved to always be with you, but for my parents..."
Louis cut in and informed her.
"I got it. It was not easy, especially now that you are out of school. Anyway, now that you are here, can we go into the bedroom?"
She stretched her right hand to him. He held it and they walked to the bedroom.
In the bedroom.
They got into the lavishly furnished bathroom, which had the same touch of royalty, just like the parlor. When they settled down in the hot tub, Louis watched the shy Olivia, who was in her nude, as though he was seeing her for the first time. He crawled to her side of the hot tub, where she rested her head and gave her a warm kiss.
(Kisses.)
"I'm happy you are here at last. I miss you so much."
Olivia responded without looking into his eyes.
"I missed you too."
He took the task of giving her a massage and a warm bath. Subsequently, he began to take his bath while Olivia watched him. Her comment after some seconds of silence came as a bolt from the blue.
"Louis, you are very well-endowed."
Louis was wowed. She was not good at talking dirty, and the comment must have come from a deep thought. Louis stopped in his track and observed her face for some time, he noticed that she was turned on already as her nipples were hard before he asked.
"Do you like it?"
She nodded in the affirmative. Louis was encouraged. This was the first time she was making such a remark about him. He loved it and would love to encourage her.
"I'm happy you love it. You know it is all yours."
She smiled and looked away without saying a word. Louis rounded off, cleaned up, got off the hot tub, and carried her to the bedroom. After he carefully placed her on the bed, he promised.
"I will make tonight a memorable one for us."
"I like that, and I love you, Louis."
"I love you too."
Just as he promised, it was a memorable night. It would have remained in her memory for a long time if Louis had considered her plea. Then, Olivia broke the news of her pregnancy to him.
"Sweetie."
"Yes, dear."
"I know you love me so much..."
Louis cuts in.
"Of course I do."
He pulled her closer and fondled her naked and petite body. Olivia continued.
"You see, since the last time I spent the weekend with you, that was about two months ago, I have not been myself."
Louis fixed his gaze on her and asked worriedly.
"Why. What had been bothering you?"
"I had been feeling ill, and my mother wanted to take me to see our family doctor, but I stopped her."
Louis, who was curious, inquired.
"Why did you do that?"
Olivia sat up and rested her head on the headrest of the bed and explained.
"I stopped her because I was scared. So, I decided to see the doctor on my own."
"And what did your doctor say."
Olivia looked at him anxiously before she blurted.
"Honey, I'm pregnant. I feel we should see my parents at once for the marriage preparations before the pregnancy becomes obvious."
Mr. Louis Bailey laughed softly and pulled her nose.
"Tell me you are joking."
Olivia looked straight into his eyes and declared.
"Louis, I'm not joking. The doctor's report said I'm pregnant.
"What?"
Louis screamed as he got off the bed and walked to the wall. He faced the wall for a moment while she watched him in trepidation before he spoke up.
"Olivia, how can you be so careless? Are you a kid? You mean, a graduate like you cannot take care of herself?"
Olivia got down from the bed too, walked up to him, and placed her hand on his shoulder and opined with a husky voice.
"Honey, I thought you will receive the news with joy. You told me I'm the only woman in your life and besides, you have proposed to me. Why all these?"
Louis took a deep breath, calmed down and cupped her face with his two hands and admitted.
"Yes, you are the only woman and I love you so much. It is just that I am not prepared for marriage now."
Olivia furrowed her brow and asked.
"Why did you propose marriage to me when you are not prepared? You are doing well in business, you are twenty-four, and you are the only son of your parents. Now, I'm out of school. So, what is stopping us from getting married, as you proposed to me?"
Olivia was already tearing up while she talked. Louis released her and gave her a stern look, not minding the tears dripping from her eyes, he thundered.
"I suggest you abort it, Olivia."
Olivia, who was yet to recover from his excuses that held no water, flared up and yelled.
"What! Abortion? Did you hear yourself, Louis? Can you think of such a thing?"
Louis walked to the wardrobe, removed his clothed and dressed up. He also brought out a pack of cigarettes, he pulled out a stick and lit it up with the lighter on the reading table. Then, he held it between his index and middle fingers. Olivia, who knew that he smoked only when he was angry, stood and watched him. He inhaled and removed the cigarette before he repeated himself.
"Abort it."
"Louis, is this coming from you? Don't you know the risk involved and besides, it is a crime against humanity? You don't even know what the child will be in the future."
Louis sat on the bed smoking his cigarette nonchalantly, Olivia went on her knees, tears rolling down her cheek and pleaded.
"Please, honey, reconsider your stand. Consider our baby. What will my parents say about me?"
Louis took a quick puff at his cigarette, became furious and announced.
"Olivia, I'm still young. I'm not ready to marry now. This is my stand; abortion and the relationship continues or leave my house for good."
He attempted to walk out of the room, but Olivia cried out and attempted to stop him. He eventually walked out of the bedroom, leaving Olivia, who sobbed unrestrained. After ten minutes of weeping, she dressed up and picked her stuff to leave the house. She walked to the parlor and met Louis watching the television, unperturbed. She cast a last look at him and announced.
"Louis, I'm leaving."
She thought that would make him change his mind, but he was resolute and declared.
"Please yourself."
She looked at the time, it was 10 pm and then looked at Louis, who was not planning to give her a ride and she left his house at Oak Avenue by herself after she ordered for a cab.
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