Cruel Destiny

Natasha POV

I sighed and closed my tired eyes for some seconds after completing my second cup of coffee.

My hand went to my four months pregnant belly which was well hidden underneath a hoodie.

I am now showing and I don't want to show this to anyone or want anyone to know that I am pregnant.

I had done that one time and got a lot of disappointed stares along with some glare.

Let's not forget the 'slut' and 'whore' comments. It hurt me and still, it hurts.

But I couldn't stop these comments. So I had just let it go and tried to ignore them.

I had also found a night job as a bartender in a club after searching for a week.

It was not that bad. I mean I get a lot of bad comments but I had to do that for my child.

The distance was 45 minutes away from my house and I had to reach there at 10 p.m.

I always reach home at 6:30 pm so I have 3 hours to sleep then I would have to go to the club at 3 a.m.

It was very difficult for me to walk back home at that time as the streets and alleys were covered with darkness.

And I had a feeling that someone is following me. I wanted to leave that job but I can't as I have to pay bills and have to save some money for my baby.

So I don't have any time to sleep and coffee is the only thing that keeps me awake.

I drink at least 5 cups of coffee in a day and sometimes 6 cups as I have to keep myself conscious.

And now here I am sitting on a chair in the restaurant where I am working.

It was lunch break so only a few people were sitting and having their food while chatting with their loved ones.

It reminded me of my first date. I was so excited and nervous that day.

I wish I could change my past so that I didn't have to sleep at night while soaking my pillow with tears.

I didn't hear anything from him and I know he won't call me but I just couldn't convince my poor heart which was hurting.

"You shouldn't drink coffee when you are pregnant, dear" A voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

I opened my eyes and saw a lady who was probably in her early 50s standing in front of me.

I put the empty cup on the table and stood up and politely asked: "Do you need anything, ma'am?"

She shook her head and sat on the chair and said "Sit down, dear"

I bit my lips and sat on the chair again with nervousness. She has a British accent.

She is also very pale and beautiful not to forget she was looking at me with kind eyes.

It was totally new for me as all married ladies gave me a disgusted look whenever they saw my belly.

She gave me a smile and said "As I was saying that a pregnant lady shouldn't drink coffee. It's not good for the baby. How many have you drunk?"

I licked my dry lips and said "Oh! I don't know about that. I usually drink 5 cups of coffee and sometimes 6 cups."

She looked at me with wide eyes and shook her head and said: "It's not good, dear."

"No one had told me Mrs-" I stopped as I don't know her name.

"Oh, I forget to tell you my name. My name is Sophia Allen." She said with a warm smile and forwarded her hand.

I shook her warm and soft hand and said "I am Natasha. Nice to meet you, Mrs. Allen."

"Call me Sophia, dear. So didn't your gynecologist tell you this?" She said while shaking her head.

I looked at her with confusion and said: "I didn't visit any gynecologist."

She looked at it with shocked eyes and said "You should have gone for a check-up. So didn't your mother tell you this?"

Tears started to form in my eyes when I thought about my mom. I wish she was here with me so that she could help me with this.

I sniffled and said "I am an orphan. I don't have anyone."

I didn't look into her eyes as I don't want anyone to pity but she placed her warm hand on mine.

I looked into her eyes and got surprised when I saw the sadness in it instead of pity.

"I am sorry I didn't know that." She said and I gave her a small smile.

"But you have to go and visit an OB-GYN immediately as there are many things which could affect the baby." She said and I nodded my head.

Then she continued "I have recently moved here with my son. He is a Gynaecologist and had recently opened his clinic. You should visit him and if you want I will call him and book the appointment for you"

I gave her a teary smile and said "Thank you so much, Mrs. Allen, for this. I will be grateful for this."

She shook her head and said "No need to thank me, dear. I would love to help you."

She wrote something in a notepad and tore the page from it and handed it to me.

"This is my number and I have also written my son's number in it too. Call me if you need me, I'll be there for you." She said warmly.

A lone tear fell from my eyes watching her kind and helpful behavior.

I wiped it off and said "Thank you so much. I really don't have any words to describe your kind nature."

She just smiled and stood up and said: "I had always wanted a daughter."

It was 7 pm in the evening and I finally got ready for my appointment.

I just wore a grey top along with black leggings as my jeans are not fitting me anymore.

I pulled my hair into a high ponytail and applied a layer of lip gloss.

I walked out of my room after wearing my beige flats and taking my purse.

I thought about making dinner but decided to leave it as I was getting late. So I just grabbed an apple and walked out of my apartment.

My stomach was growling but I just patted it. I was hungry as I didn't eat anything except a sandwich which I had in the lunch break.

I walked toward the bus station and sat on the bus. Some people were staring at me as always and I ignored them.

I reached my station and got out of the bus and walked for 5 minutes to reach the clinic.

The clinic was very big and many people were wandering inside and some were standing outside.

I nervously walked inside and reached the reception where one girl was sitting behind the table.

She gave me a smile and said: "How may I help you?"

A nervous breath left from my mouth and I said "I am Natasha. I have booked an appointment for OB-GYN"

She smiled and looked on her computer and said: "you have to wait as Doctor Allen is busy."

I nodded and she told me to sit on the couch. I did what she said and started to fiddle my fingers.

I waited for 5 minutes then the receptionist told me to go inside.

The nurse at the door took my weight measurement along with my blood pressure.

Then she told me to go inside. I knocked on the door and heard a 'come in'.

I pushed open the door slowly and walked inside with slow and steady steps.

My heart was thundering and I looked up to greet the doctor and blew a shocked breath when I saw the doctor.

He was indeed handsome and has a very gentle smile. He is looking very young maybe in the early 20s.

He greeted me with a smile and said: "Hello my name is Scott Allen."

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