Plan B by Me =/ (beautiful books to read .txt) 📖

stop. My head shoots up, but I regret it instantly, when I see Antonio, smirking in front of me. 

"My my, Sofie, Sofie, Sofie." He chuckles. I flinch when his hand touches my cheek.

"Don't touch me." I demand, looking him straight in the eye. He gets instantly angry, bringing his hand out and back down on my face, making my head spin to the left. 

"Hey! Don't fucking touch her you bastard!" I hear Brad's voice from my right, as Maria yells my name. My eyebrow furrow in confusion. Why were they here? I turn my head past Antonio. If possible, I regret it even more. My heart sinks to the bottom of my stomach. 

"Adrian." I whisper under my breath, seeing the fuming man across the field. Everyone if there. Everyone I became friends with over the course of three months, who taught me to love, was there. 

"You fucking say his name again, I will kill Brad, and his little girlfriend too!" Antonio's voice echoes loudly around the field. I mean, everything is echoing, but his was ear piercing. I'm pretty sure my heart is in my feet at this point. 

"I-I'm sorry. Just don't hurt any of them, please?" 

"Sofia, no. Come over here, please!" Riley's voice breaks the silence, making tears form in my eyes. 

"I'll come with you, but you have to leave them alone." I offer. Antonio gets a smug look on his face. 

"Alright." He says, reaching into his pocket. "Everyone but Loverboy." He takes out a gun, aiming it at Adrian. 

"No!" I hear a scream, and it's only after I jump in front of it, do I realize it came from me. I feel a sharp pain hit my shoulder and then stomach. Another gunshot go off, and then Antonio falls down by my feet, which I'm currently swaying on. I begin to fall to the ground, but strong, familiar arms hold me.

"No no no, cupcake. Principessa please, keep your eyes open. Please. Come on, keep them open for me. No, no, don't let them close love, you have to stay with me. Cazzo! Get her help!!" Adrian's worried grey eyes are the last thing I remember before everything goes black. 

Chapter twenty-two

~Sofia~ 

 

An annoying beeping noise wakes me up. But when I try to open my eyes, I can't? Faint voices in the background of the beeping, finally come into focus. "Come on Sofia. You have to wake up." A female's voice breaks through first, then a male. 

"Yeah. Without you..." He chuckles. "Adrian has been a mess these last few months, but now he's... He needs you Sof. He hasn't even left the hospital all week since you came in. That boy needs a shower."

"Amen to that." The girl laughs sadly. "Sof, please wake up." 

I am awake! Someone taped my eyes shut, can't you see??  I want to yell. I feel so stuck though. I don't even know what's happening. Wait, did that guy say hospital? Why??

"Bye Sof. We love you boo." The female tells me, making me confused. What? I don't understand! A door slams, and then another man speaks. 

"Please cupcake." He cries. "I need you to wake up. I'm sorry for not listening to you, I'm so so sorry. I love you so much. You have to come back to me,  principessa. Please." The man sniffs, meaning he's actually crying. "P-please. I need to know why you saved me. You shouldn't have. This should've been me. God, when I saw you jump, my heart broke... again. I killed him for you cupcake. I didn't care what the consequences were, I did it. Because he hurt you. But s-so did I." He let's out a heartbroken sob. "Principessa, please. I love you. Come back to me." He begs. 

"Sir, visiting hours are over." Someone says. He sighs. 

"I love you cupcake." With that, there isn't any talking. But I replay his words over and over again. He loves me? 

Adrian.

One word comes to mind. I will my eyes to open, and thankfully, they slowly do. As I'm blinking against the bright white lights, everything comes back to me. Everything, over my life, the months, everything. The last thing I remember is Adrian holding me in his arms. I shoot up, ignoring the pain in my shoulder and stomach. "Are they okay?!" I exclaim hoarsely when I see a doctor looking down at a clipboard. I must scare her because she jumps. 

"Oh good! You're awake. Calm down dear. Here, I lift this up a bit, but lean against it." She tells me, walking over and lifting the back of the hospital bed. "Here, drink this." She hands me a cup of water. "Yes they are okay. You're lucky though, it just barely missed them." 

"What? The bullet didn't go through me, did it?" I ask, taking a drink of water when my throat hurt. 

"No dear, it just barely missed your uterus." I spit my water everywhere.

"I-it... I... I'm... Pregnant???" I shriek.

"Yes... You didn't know?" I shake my head. "Oh... You were meaning the people who came here with you, correct?" I nod. "Well yes, they are fine. And so are the twins." My eyes widen. 

Fuck.

"Twins? Did you happen to... tell anyone?" 

"No, I figured your boyfriend already knew." She explains. At my confused look she continues. "Adrian I believe. The one that keeps coming in here. He even got you bodyguards. They are always right outside your door." She shakes her head. "Hard headed one, ain't he?" I laugh softly, nodding. That's when I realize... Adrian doesn't love me anymore. He just wanted me up so that he could ask me questions. He wouldn't want the- our, kids. I'm 23 and pregnant, with children that won't have a father, if my plan works out. I feel bad potentially taking that away from my... twins. My twins. But I have to protect them. My hand unconsciously drift to my stomach. They don't deserve to be on the run, but they won't be. We'll move to Canada or something. My heart clenches in guilt. 

"You said there are bodyguards right?" She nods. "Do they switch between some? I'd feel horrible if they had to stay all day, just for silly old me."

"Yes. They always switch at 8 A.M. and 8 P.M." She explains. "Oh yes, your friend Maria left this bag for you. I'm assuming it's clothes for when you get out."

I take the bag from here setting it next to me on the bed. "Thank you." I say, and she nods, going to leave. "Wait, when can I be released?"

"Mmm, five to seven days?" She estimates, leaving. I glance at the window, and see Adrian smoking against a lamppost. He really does look like a mess. Looking at him run a hand through his soft black hair, makes the guilt pile up more. I shake my head. He wouldn't want them, and he doesn't want me. 

How did I not notice I missed my period?

I look in the back, finding a notebook and pen, clothes, and about twenty handwritten notes. With a sigh, I write notes back to everyone, hoping to pass time, until I can put my plan into action. I cry when I write Maria, Brad, and especially Adrian's notes. They don't deserve this, but I'm scared. And I don't want to find out what happens when he figures it out. I'm hoping he doesn't. I slip into the clothes given to me at 7:30 A.M., waiting for eight to come. When it does, I rip the IV out of my hand, grabbing my backpack, which is now filled with the notes given to me, and leave my notes on the bed in my place. I pull up the hood of the hoodie Maria packed, slipping out. "You two can go in now." I offer to the new bodyguards, pretending not to know. 

"Oh no ma'am, we are just here to make sure no one that's not supposed to can get in or out." One of them says. 

"Oh, oops, my mistake. Have a good day you two." They nod, and I slip away, managing to get out of the hospital, undetected. I catch a cab back to my birth giver's house, so that I can grab my ID and passport, and pack a bag quick. "Bye." I give Hal and my mother a hug. 

"But Sofie, you just got back!" My mother protests. 

"Thank you both for allowing me to stay here, but I found somewhere. I'll see you around maybe." With that, I leave, taking another taxi to the airport, where I buy the first ticket I can, out of the country. That happens to be to Mexico. Just as I board the plane, I see Maria's name pop up on my phone. With a sigh, I ignore it, and turn my phone off. 

I guess I'm glad I know spanish...

Chapter twenty-three

 ~Adrian~

 

"Adri, come on, the doctor said she woke up!" Riley squeals, as soon as visiting hours start. It's about 8:30 in the morning, so I'm not fully awake, after getting just four hours of sleep. When her words sink in, my drooping eyes fly open. Fuck yes!

"What are we waiting for?!" I ask, practically running through the hospital. Suddenly there is a huge commotion throughout the halls. "Excuse me. What is going on?" I ask one of the frantic nurses. 

"One of the patients in the East Wing isn't there. We don't know where they went." She explains. My eye brows furrow in confusion. 

"Adrian, let's go. She'll be fine, it's not like the patient is important to us, come on." Riley reasons. I nod, following her. When we reach the room Sofia is in, the guards aren't right outside. I burst into the room, finding Maria crying, and Brad comforting her. Looking to the bed, I see it empty of anything but some notes. My eyes drift towards the bloodied IV needle on the ground. My jaw ticks, and I instantly want to punch something. 

"How the fuck did she get out??" I yell, turning towards the bodyguards.

"S-she pretended n-not t-to be her. S-she ma-made us t-think she was just v-visiting." One of them stutters. My hands turn to fists as I feel the urge to beat them both to a pulp. The only thing that stops me is a gasp from Maria. 

"What?" I growl. She shakes her head, still looking at the piece of paper, but I narrow my eyes at the small smile on her face. I stalk over to her, snatching the piece of paper from her hands. She doesn't even look remotely worried. 

Maria,

Hey babes. I'm sorry I had to do