And then he left.
Her stomached spasmed and as she doubled over in pain the two nurses moved in and one said, “Let’s get you to the bathroom.”
Kyla was sure she felt her heart shatter into about a million pieces.~~~The next morning, one of the nurses tipped a medicine cup toward her mouth with clear liquid, telling her that it was the last of the medication and that she needed to take it. She feebly tried to fight her off but two more women in orange scrubs came in and held her down while one forced the medication into her and then they continued to hold her down while the first nurse did a pelvic exam that felt a little too much like rape, during which she took samples on swabs. They finally left and she finally fell asleep.
It had been a horrible night with pain in her belly, with so much blood she thought she’d die, and with so much pain in her soul she didn’t think she’d ever feel the warmth of daylight again even if she was a foot away from the sun itself. It was the night that took years to end.
Tristan had fertilized her egg and obviously, during that short and vague conversation with Adrian about Kyla’s food demanded that they not abort it and then Granddaddy had done it anyway by drugging her. And then when she started to bleed out, Tristan had gone crazy grey hulk on her and they’d locked him down.
Adrian came in with a breakfast tray.
She glared at him.
“Good morning. Feeling okay?”
She narrowed her eyes, “What do you think?”
He sat on the edge of the bed and put the tray on the nightstand.
“I think you’ll feel better soon.”
“Where’s Tristan? What’s happening?”
“He’s still locked down.”
“Tell me. Tell me everything that happened.”
“Well, he lost it and then we had him daggered. We almost lost you. Thankfully, that was avoided. I think you’ll be glad things worked as they did once you look back on this.”
She said nothing in response.
“You should eat.”
“Need to feed me more drugs?”
“No. Not today.” He smirked.
“Go fuck yourself!” she spat.
He got to his feet, “When you stop bleeding, let me know. If you haven’t said anything in three days, we’ll have another exam done so don’t waste your efforts hiding it.”
“When can I see him?” Kyla asked.
“When you’ve stopped bleeding.”
“But…”
“And don’t think about lying about the fact that you’ve stopped bleeding when you haven’t. You’ll put yourself at risk if you do, so we’ll have a pelvic exam done to confirm it.”
“So what do I do in the meantime?”
“You don’t need to stay in your room. You can even enjoy the meadow around the cottage. You’re a good distance from the other buildings so you’re safe here. We have several nurses and orderlies here to watch you.” He winked, “I need to go.”
“How are you locking Tristan down?”
“It hasn’t been easy. He was very unruly. He’s particularly unruly due to that nectar infusion. It’s astounding how strong he is and he broke through several locks until we found a solution. I’ve lost a lot of men, actually. I think he’d benefit from at least a full regular cycle before getting you pregnant again, maybe two. Maybe next ovulation he’ll actually listen to reason. I need to go see to some things. If you need anything, ask one of your nurses for me and I’ll come straight away. Your father is here to see you.”
Before getting me pregnant again echoed in her mind.
“I don’t wanna see anyone. You do know you’ve murdered your great grandchild, don’t you?” Kyla spat acidly, regretting the words as soon as they came out of her mouth because saying them aloud would mean she had to face what’d happened.
Adrian looked like he was choosing his words carefully. “That wasn’t done lightly, believe me. But there is much to be done before we go down that road. Tristan wouldn’t listen to my recommendations for keeping you safe while you were fertile and this was the consequence. It had to be this way. Your father is leaving for Monaco today. He’s in the hall so I’ll let him in now so you can say goodbye.” He flashed her a big smile and excitedly left.
“Asshole,” she mumbled and heard him laugh from the other side of the door and say, “She definitely is a spitfire. Gets it from my side.”
The door opened and Lyle was standing there.
“May I come in?”
She shrugged, suspecting he was asking as a courtesy but had every intention of coming in regardless of her response.
“I just wanted to say goodbye. For now. I need to get home. Are you feeling alright?”
“No. Not at all. But what does that matter to you? Adrian drugged me and killed my unborn child, your grandchild, but I’m good. Yeah, whatever.”