Chapter 67
Carla pulled herself up from the chair she was sitting on and went over to the refrigerator to get another juice drink. She walked slowly as she was now heavily pregnant. Her face was getting fuller and she looked fat which she hated She wondered if Liam saw her in a different light but she had no idea, his attitude towards her hadnât changed and he seemed to care for her more now than ever. He would wake up very early in the morning and prepare breakfast before going back into their room to wake her up with kisses.
âUgh âShe muttered irritably when a glass cup shattered on the floor, barely escaping the cup from leaving a cut on her face.
Liam came in then and his eyes widened as he saw her struggling with the shattered cup.
âCarlaââ He shouted and rushed over to her side in seconds.
She rolled her eyes, thinking he fussed over her too much. He was always treating her like a kid, like she was made of porcelain doll which she hated so
much
âAre you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?? Let me have a look âHe said hurriedly and took her hands in his while searching her face intently
She snatched her hands away from his in disgust âIâm fine and I didnât get hurt anywhere so you can relaxâ
Liam sighed, not surprised at her behavior, he was used to it now âOkay, just be careful, okay?â He said softly
âYou really need someone who can help you with stuffs like this, a maid perhaps âHe continued in the same soft and light tone.
âI donât need anyoneâs help and pity Liam, Iâm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, Iâm not a kid!â She screamed and Liam winced, expecting the reply from her already. She seemed to be getting irritated more and more these days and she had added weight but he loved her still. She had started to feel self conscious of her body. She would neither get dressed before him nor let him make love to her again because she felt she had become ugly and had lost her shape.
âAre you sure?â He asked, staring deeply into her eyes.
âYeah, I brought it upon myself!â She screamed again
*Carla!â He shouted back. She went still for a minute, shocked that he shouted back at her. She was being a bitch she knew, but couldnât stop herself, the baby in her consumed most of her strength which got her annoyed. As if that was not enough, she had become as fat as a cow, looking uglier each day Liam felt sorry for screaming at her but he had no choice, he had to make her see reason that she was beautiful and would always be. He had no idea what put the notion in her head that she became ugly but he was ready and willing to change her mindset on that.
âWe made the baby together Carla, itâs our baby, a proof of our love to each other âHe said calmly, silently hoping and praying she would succumb to not fighting him anymore.
Her eyes welled up with tears, yeah she had gotten emotional too. She cried for little or no reason at all and Liam was literally shown hell when he refused to do her bidding. She hurt him countless times, found joy in it, lived for it but he didnât let go of her still.
âBut the love is fake Liam, itâs all fakeâ She said and bursted into tears.
He sighed and walked over to her in silence. Cradling her in his arms, he comforted her by murmuring soothing words in her ears.
âShhh itâs okay, itâs fine âHe said softly and caressed her hair.
She whimpered softly against him and struggled slightly to get herself comfortable. Finally she stopped struggling when she seemed to have made herself comfortable and fell asleep within minutes.
He heaved a sigh of relief and carried her bridal style upstairs and into their bedroom. He laid her on the bed gently and went to shower. When he came out, wrapped in only a towel, he saw her sitting up on the bed, sobbing. Where was the sleeping woman he had tucked into bed before he went to take his shower? Whatâs the thing with pregnant women and trouble anyway? He asked the heavens but received no reply of course.
He rushed to her side immediatelyâ Hey whatâs wrong?â He asked frantically.
She shook her head in a way that meant nothing was wrong but she continued crying.
He tilted up her chin to stare into her eyes âPlease talk to me, Bella âHe pleaded.
âIâm not happy with myself â She replied and her voice shook from weeping
He frowned slightly, wondering what on earth she meant by that âYouâre not happy with yourself? I can make you happy sweetheart âHe said softly, in a bid to cheer her up but it wasnât working, at least not then.
âIâve been such a batch lately, havenât I?â She asked sadly and looked up at her husband, tear eyed.
Liam automatically shook his head âNo, of course not, youâve been so wonderful lately and Iâm so happy that I couldnât wish for a better situationâ
âIs that sarcasm I hear in your voice? âShe asked and cried harder.
Liam looked up at the ceiling, thinking of how to pacify the heavily pregnant woman.
She looked up when she didnât receive a reply âBe honest Liam, please âShe stared up at him, her eyes so wide and innocent that Liam knew he couldnât refuse any of her requests.
âI donât want to lie to you baby so yeah, you havenât been yourself lately, so different from the Carla I know. You have turned into an angry, sad, harsh lady but I understand perfectly that itâs because of your pregnancy so I dare not complain. We made the baby together, remember? So Iâm cool with everythingâ He everything in one breath and exhaled a deep breath
Oh dearâ She whispered and raised her hands up. Liam got the message and placed her on his thighs. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and Inhaled her scent. God, how much he had missed her natural sweet smelling scent. The only time she allowed him to get that close to her was when she was asleep
Have 1 been that bad?â She asked in a hushed whisper and her arms went around him.
He nodded, not able to bring himself to talk
âIâm sorryâ She whispered and was on the verge of starting another crying session but Liam held up a hand to stop her.
âHey itâs fine, youâre just making the situation worsen if you keep crying âHe said softly and wiped off the tear that had escaped one eye
She nodded profusely I know. And Iâm sorry for putting you in a tight situation latelyâ
S okay Bella, itâs okay âHe said and caressed her cheeks.
âNo itâs not, Iâve been such a bitch lately and it pisses me off now that I thought back to how much of a bitch Iâve been but itâs not entirely my faultâ She sniffed
He listened attentively without a word and waited for her to continue in which she did after some minutes of silence.
âItâs the babyâs fault too She blurted out and blew into the tissue that was handed to her.
Liam tried to maintain a straight face but honestly, he didnât try enough because he bursted into laughter before he knew what hit him.
*The babyâs fault??â He managed to say amidst laughter.
She nodded and stared at him ever so innocently âYeahâ
âTell me Bella, how is it the babyâs fault?â He teased and pinched her cheeks lightly.
*Because he made me this way!â She whined.
He was enjoying her tantrum and found out he liked it, he thought it was cute.
âReally? And how did you figure out itâs a he?â His eyes twinkled with mischief.
âBecause I can feel it!â She said and pouted.
He nodded, amused âYeah you can feel it â
âCome on âHe said, gently pushing her to lie down which she did without protest.
âYou have to sleep âHe said softly, playing with her hair.
She nodded âI know but I canât seem to get any â
âWhy?â He teased and she shrugged.
âI have no idea why I canât seem to get any sleep âShe answered quietly.
He smiled at her confidently Iâll help you sleep within minutes, okay?â
She nodded and smiled up at him.
âStory?â He asked
âHmmn hmmnâ She shook her head in a no
*Song?â He asked again.
She nodded her head this time and mumbled âYeahâ
He winked âA song it is then
And he sang an old song from high school and she was asleep within minutes. He cuddled her close and he slept too.
âHi Mom âCarla said into the speaker of her phone.
âHi darling, how are you?â Georgia asked from the other end.
âIâm fine and you?â Carla asked pleasantly
Georgia chuckled wryly âIâm good too honey, how are you holding up?â
By that question, Carla knew her mother meant her pregnancy.
âIâm cool Mom, Iâm holding up just fine âShe said reassuringly
*Anything you wanna ask me? Worries or anything at all? You can tell me anything you know, Carla? âGeorgia asked and she waited eagerly for Carlaâs reply.
âIs this how you felt when you were pregnant too, Mom? Carla blurted out
Georgia giggled âIt depends Carlaâ
âOn?â Carla prompted curiously
âThe body, our bodies differs from each other baby âGeorgia explained gently.
*Really?â Carla asked even though she already knew the answer, she just wanted her mother to tell her more.
âYes darling, weâre all different. It wasnât that way with me though, I was agile as ever when I carried you in me, your father was always there to support so pretty much did everything togetherâ
Carla nodded, suddenly glad she had a man like that in her life too. Liam was everything a lady could ever ask for in a marriage.
Thanks Mom, I really appreciate this âShe said gratefully.
Anytime darling, anytimeâ Georgia replied and the line went dead.
Carla sighed, thinking about the day she would finally be free from all this. Putting all her worries at the back of her mind, she stood up and went upstairs into their bedroom. She felt a need to take a shower even though she went to shower not long ago.
She got out of her clothes and stared at her reflection in the full length mirror. She had just some few months to go, then she would be finally free from all the shackles. Shackles?