Who Is Pregnant With My Child?
Police Station

I left Olivia crying in the other room. I don't care about him anymore. As far as I know, he's not my friend anymore. I feel hurt, maybe it's all because I was betrayed by my best friend. He's been lying to me for over a year. He kept the biggest secret of my own life. I've never felt this angry.

I slowly opened the room door of my three twins. I was so happy to see those sleeping in their blankets. I looked at them deeply and I could see their Papa in them, John. I'm not sure how I didn't realize this before. They have the same hair as John. But in addition, Johan also has the same hair as them and the same eyes as my children too. But in reality, John is Papa of the Moon, Diamond and also Star.

'Wow my life really changed in the blink of an eye.'

I've never thought about this before. I don't know where John went. Maybe he ran away, as far as he could.

I can understand what Olivia did. But everything he did was wrong. Very-very wrong. I once hated Johan for just leaving and denying about children for 1 year. But how could I possibly blame her now, because she was pushed into a situation where she shouldn't be in that situation.

I would never be able to trust Olivia again and I thought very seriously that I would never see John again.

I woke up all of a sudden, not because I realized I was asleep. But my eyes saw that I was still in the room of my three twins except that now the sun had gone up and so were my children. They sat on their beds and talked to each other.

It turned out I fell asleep last night.

The moon seemed to realize that I was awake and she immediately looked at me and raised her hand as if asking that I carry her. The Diamonds and Stars who seemed to realize that the middle Moon was raising its hand towards me, suddenly they wanted a hug from me as well.

All this happens every morning. I took them all down from their beds and made them stand on the floor. The stars were on my lap while the Moon and Diamond were hugging me.

I started my usual activities by taking care of my three babies and doing whatever they wanted. Not to forget I also cleaned the house while looking after my three twins.

I have decided that I need a good job, especially my children have grown up very fast.

I was accompanying the children to play while my phone rang. I ran to the kitchen where my phone was and answered the call.

"Hello." My speech.

"Hello Miss Adela, this is from the police. I'd like to ask you if you know a young man named John Anderson?" Ask a guy from across the phone.

"Mmmm yes." Reply to me confused.

'Why did the police ask me, do I know John?' my thinking.

"He was arrested in a bar last night and he needed someone to come and pick him up and he said your name." Said the police officer.

I was a little surprised and thought about why John was being held by the police. I asked the police if John was in trouble.

"No Miss. He spent his time getting drunk last night at the bar. We can't let her go unless someone picks her up. He's already paid his bail.

I sighed then told the police that I would be there in half an hour. After that I hung up the phone and realized that I had a small problem.

I can't take them to Olivia's place because I hate her now. While Mama is still out of town and my sister is still somewhere else.

I don't want to take my three twins to the police station. But I can't think of anything else to do. Or maybe I could scare them by teaching them what would happen if they behaved mischievously while going to the police station.

It usually takes me 45 minutes to get them all ready and I'm done changing clothes. But now I can do it in less than 20 minutes.

I then took them all into the car and made them sit in a special seat for the baby and took them to their Papa, the love of my life in that prison.

This is not my usual day. I arrived at the police station within 15 minutes. It was a good time for me and my twins to be so happy to be out of the house.

They all looked smiling and they tried to run around. But I became a very smart mother of them all and I quickly blocked them all from getting inside the precinct by scaring them away. I've never been inside a police station before and I'm a little scared.

I don't want people who commit crimes to be around my children and I'm afraid that they'll be scared too. I promised that I would get in and out of the police station as soon as I could. I then started putting my three babies into the stroller and then walked in closer to the table inside the police station pushing the stroller containing my three twins.

"Hello, I'm here to pick up John Anderson." I said politely.

"All right." Said the woman's police officer.

The policewoman gave me some papers to sign and I did it quickly.

After a while I was asked to go to a room where I saw John sitting in a long chair in the corner of the room. She looked at me as I entered the room and her eyes seemed to be rounded as she saw me and my three babies in this police station.

"Why are they all here?" John asked in a loud voice.

"No one can look after them if I leave them at home. By the way they look happy too." My speech.

And that's true. All three of my babies looked so happy, as if they seemed so happy to be able to get out of the house. They did not know they were in a police station full of criminals.

I turned around and was about to talk to the Chief of Police when the sound of explosions was followed by the screams of people from outside. The police officer took a gun from under his desk. I stood there in fear as I looked at a man holding a gun pointed at me.

My first thought was that I hoped that she wouldn't hurt my three babies. But all that changed as he pulled me roughly in his clutches.

I could feel the grip of her hand feeling so hard on my hand I could not even feel my finger because her grip was so hard as to make the blood flow in my hand stop.

"Hey John...." The man stared at John.

I looked at John and my eyes faded and I realized I was crying. John looked at me with a petrification. I can tell you that he wants to do something. But he didn't want to make the risk that would threaten our three twins. I don't care what happens to me all I want is for my kids to be safe and well.

Seriate....