Chapter 6 - Disaster

 I didn't want to stay at home. Since that kid was born, I hadn't been feeling happy. I didn't like him as a mother should do. And that made me feel even more horrible.

 "Have I seen you somewhere before?"

I turned around and saw a blonde boy. "Hi there.." I said and looked at him. He was kind of cute with his blonde, natural curls and brown eyes.

 "I.. I don't know? If you scuba dive, maybe? I've been diving a lot since I moved here." I said and smiled at him. He was younger than me, I could see that, but not much.

 "Scuba diving? You like that? Probably. I think I saw a red haired woman at the beach, talking to a man, just next to one of the diving spots, for a long time ago."

 I couldn't really remember. I'd been on so many beaches and talked to so many people.

"Are you sure it was me?"

 He nodded. "I've never seen anyone with that haircolor here before." He grinned. "I'm Joel. Joel Vidal."

 "Darcy." I said.

 I don't know how long we talked, but there was somthing with him, that made me feel nervous. On a way I enjoyed. It felt so good that I had something else to think about, than my kid at home.

 Suddenly he put his hands around my head. "You know, it's not only your haircolor that's special." He said with a little smile.

"No?" I said and pulled him closer.

He lowered his hands around my weist.

"Actually, your eyes are pretty amazing too."

 I grinned and leaned forward so I could kiss him.

 After that, we made something horrible. It wasn't horrible while it happened, but afterwards.

 When I thought about my family.

 Kyan made me annoyed. But I felt bad for him. For what I had done.

I begged that neither him or Rajan would figure it out.

 Weeks passed, and I started to feel sick.

It's just something I've eaten.. Maybe it was that cake..

 Rajan hugged me and took care of me, while I was sick.

He only made me feel worse.

 One day, when I was going out to swim in the ocean, I noticed my belly felt a little swollen. Like it had been bigger.

Oh. No.

 I couldn't hide it anymore.

"Rajan. I have something horrible to tell you.." I said with tears in my eyes.

 "No, I'm first." Rajan said. "I've been with another woman. I've not slept with her, but it has been close a few times. I didn't want it to happen, but it all just did. And I've been spending a lot of time with her while you've been scuba diving. I'm deeply sorry."

 I closed my eyes and shook my head. "Wait.. WHAT?!"

"I said to her for a few weeks ago, we couldn't be doing this. I have a son, and you. If you can forgive me..." he looked at me with puppy-eyes.

What was this? HE had been with someone else now?! Who did he think he was?!

 "How could you do that?!" I said and looked at him. "I thought you were as faithful as a dog."

"I- I said I'm sorry.. Can you forgive me... Please?"

 "No, Rajan!" I said. "You should've told me earlier! Think about Kyan! He'll grow up without a father in the house!"

 "What do you mean with that..?" Rajan looked like he was about to cry, but I was too angry to care.

 "What do you think I mean with that?!" I said. But suddenly something hit me. I wasn't that much better. I'd been SLEEPING with another guy! He hadn't even gone that far with this bitch.

"No" I said before he could answer me. "No, forget everything I just said.." I felt my cheeks turning red. This wasn't going to be fun.

"I shouldn't be yelling at you." I said. I couldn't look him in the eyes. "I'm actually pregnant. With another man. But I haven't talked to him since.."

 Rajan was as easily read as a book. From almost crying, he first got surprised, then confused and at last, furious.

"YOU ARE WHAT?!"

 "How can you think you have the rights to stand here and make ME feel horrible, when you've done something that's ten times worse!?" he shouted.

I didn't answer him. I was afraid my voice would crack.

 "You know what?!" he said. "I don't think Kyan will be without a father, I actually think I'm a better parent than you when it comes to that! You haven't cared at all about him! And when I think about it, you haven't cared about me either!"

 He went to the crib and picked up Kyan, who cried as usual.

"Keep that nasty thing you have growing inside of your body! I'll take my son with me, and you'll never see him again!"

And with those words, he stepped through the door and slammed it shut after him.

I sat down in the couch. Looked at the empty crib where Kyan had been for a few seconds ago.
The crib became blurrier and blurrier as my eyes was filled with tears.

What had I done?!