Conceiving Governor’s Baby

Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

California, 2011

My head is spinning… f**k. I need to throw up—and seconds before I stopped myself— I just did it. Throwing up does not help when you are drunk as f**k and all you can see is the spinning lights and you are in verge of passing out.]

“What the f**k?!” I heard someone shout but maybe because of the alcohol in my system ay hindi ko nga matandaan kung nasaan ako ngayon.

Where am I?

I should finish my research… the deadline supposedly is 12 midnight—oh my god what time is it? I tried to check my watch but that made me more nauseous and another wave of vomit that made my whole world upside down at napahawak na lang ang sa pwede kong hawakan.

“Hey! Hey! That is f*****g Ferrari! Be f*****g careful!” there is a man shouting behind me and I throw him a death glare and I saw him gulp and he clenches his jaw.

There is a man beside him too… a pretty boy.

I had a thing for pretty boys.

Like… ayoko magtalk.

I smiled at him and—oh f**k—here it comes again—the f*****g vomit.

“Oh s**t I am out. It is disgusting!”

I am so nauseous. Damn, I feel like dying. Hinding-hindi na ako iinom ulit. f**k it.

Naramdaman ko na nanginginig ang tuhod ko at nung akala ko na matutumba ako ay hindi ako nakaramdam ng sakit at sa halip ay malambot na bagay ang naramdaman ko sa likod ko.

“W-what?” paglingon ko ay nakita ko ang lalakeng nakasuot ng denim na jacket at pantalon kanina na siya ang sumalo sa akin.

I know I shouldn’t have done that but the urge inside of me rule over my body. I pulled him closer and grab his nape. I’ve seen different pretty boys in my whole existence—but damn—maybe because I am just fifteen I haven’t seen everything yet.

His eyes are so beautiful like fox, he has this perfect nose, the perfect cheekbones and f**k… that plumpy lips. Does man has always had beautiful lips?

“Where’s your house? Let me call my chauffeur so that he can give you a lift.”

I must be dumb… but the truth is… I really have a thing for pretty boys. Nasabi ko na ba yan?

I lift his chin and I placed a small peck. That must be disgusting.

But the supposedly small and quick peck was changed by an intense kisses.

By the time when we got to a hotel there is a staff that called us to have some picture for the memorabilia of their hotel’s anniversary. Whatever. We did a few almost mandatory snaps and finally we entered the room.

I shouldn’t have done that… or at least I should have been more careful.

What can I say? I am just fifteen. Careless, Fifteen.

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“You are eight weeks pregnant.”

Napatingin ako sa nanny ko at nakita ko siyang napapikit at may luhang tumulo sa mga mata niya.

“I am dead.” I whispered and I saw the Doctor shook her head.

“Don’t say that, Samantha.”

“No, you are not…” nilingon niya ako and I can say there’s a pain and hope in her eyes. “we can get abortion right, Doc?” my Nanny suggested and she held my hands so tight as she pleaded the Doctor.

“You can get the abortion but the question is… is Samantha willing to have an abortion? And you need to have a waiver signed by her parents because she is a minor.”

“Of course—automatically—I am her nanny—I can be her guardian right?” Our eyes met at nakita ko kung paano nanlaki ang mata niya na para bang hindi makapaniwala sa nakita niya sa mukha ko. “Don’t tell me you are planning to raise that child, Sammy?”

Napabitaw ako mula sa pagkakahawak sa kamay niya at napahawak ako sa tiyan ko.

“Samantha please tell me you are not considering it.” She pleaded but… I can’t.

“He or she is not at fault here, Nanay.”

Nakita ko na napikit siya at napahilamos ng mukha sa sinabi ko. “Sammy. Alam ko na alam mo na oras malaman iyan ng Papa mo ay hindi pa rin mabubuhay ang batang iyan. And… Me. Papatayin ako ng Papa mo, Samantha.”

“Not unless no one will tell them.”

“Samantha!”

“Please, ‘Nay. Let’s not hurt this little bean. I was the one who made mistake that night and not him or her. Bakit ko ipagkakait sa kanya ang buhay na dapat sa kanya when he was not at fault here?”

“Gusto niya kaya ang buhay na ibibigay mo sa kanya, Samantha?” Nakatingin lang ako habang humahagulgol sa harap ko si Nanay Rosario. She has been my Nanny ever since I was born. I can say she’s my mom instead of my biological Mom who was there—always busy to the other children and her orphanage. “Oras na malaman iyon ng Papa mo… Mas Malala pa ang sasapitin niya, Samantha. Please tell me you are changing your mind.”

“Actually…” narinig ko na tumikhim ang doctor dahilan na mapalingon kami sa kanya. May inabot siya sa aming flyers at napatingin naman kami rito. “There are a lot of orphanage that can help you, Samantha. Please consider it. Sometimes, abortion is not the solution.”

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I was just fifteen almost sixteen but I am contented while having the baby. Sure it is not always so cute but can be exhausting at the same time but during my fourth month when it started to kick I was so happy.

The happiness I haven’t got eversince I was a child, I felt it now. When I am so excited to eat because I knew he is eating too, I always talk to him before I go to sleep, I always sing him a lullaby everytime we sleep in the afternoon. I am beyond happy.

But that happiness got really over during my sixth month when someone knocked on my door. I thought it was just normal pizza delivery since it seems that this little bean—not so little apparently since I do have a very big bump now likes to demand me to eat pizza, but my whole life shattered when I saw my father.

His eyes widen and I swear I saw the devils horn on his head start to grow. One thing that I fear the most is my father but ever since I got this baby it already changed.

I immediately grab the door to slam it close but he was quick and strong. He didn’t said things but I can hear his demon laughing hysterically.

The thing that I fear the most now is to lost the baby—and I just did.

They did the abortion in my apartment… the apartment where I call home and where my baby called home for few months.

That baby who is innocent.

Takes the wrath of my father.

Receives the anger and hatred.

All of the disappointment—he just receives it. Na walang kalaban-laban.

The father who just want to have the perfect daughter to brag off.

The father who wants me to set up to his perfect man that can be call son in law.

He is evil.

More than evil.

I am exhausted and barely breathing and when I opened my eyes with all I might… I saw him shoot Nanay Rosario infront of me.

“I never trusted her from the start.” He murmured and I think I am dying. “The audacity to keep it from me.”

Inside and outside.

My son…

Nanay Rosario…

I was just fifteen.

Almost sixteen.

Innocent People died in front of me. Father just killed them without hesitation and I know for sure I will die here too. Neither he treated me as his daughter—I know that I am just a puppet on his show. Probably not now, maybe not on this life—but someday I will kill him by my own hands. Just like what he did to my son and my nanny.

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- see you this Friday! I love all of you and please take care! :)

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EDITED: 11/19/2023 3:51