A Mere Stranger

Losing

"I'm pregnant."

With hopeful eyes, Minah looked at her boyfriend, Yifan. Expecting him to share her joy. But instead of hugs and kisses Minah got a glare. And a hiss.

"What?"

"Yifan I'm pregnant!! I'm going to be mother!!! We're going to be parents Yifan!!!!"

Slap.

"What the fuck are you talking about? I don't want a kid!!! I'm not ready for one. What the fuck are you telling me? Parents? No!! I'm a model, not a father!!"

Yifan, a model with fame to die for is at the top of charts with his 6 feet towering height and his blonde hair along with his half Canadian half Chinese look.

Minah's eyes watered with tears as she held her burning cheek and looked up at her boyfriend. Her boyfriend of 3 years. But he didn't look like her boyfriend anymore. All she could see was a stranger. With eyes burning with pure hatred.

"But Yifan," Minah clung onto Yifan desperately only to be flung across the room and with all the bad luck in her side she stumbled down the staircase they were standing upon. Minah cried, her abdomen was on fire. The baby! But no Minah couldn't think straight when she saw Yifan with a horrified look, looking down at her, and she saw how Yifan ran, ran away from her. The pain was unbearable to the point her weak pregnant body couldn't take it anymore, she passed out. In Kris' house on the cold hard marbled floor, clutching her stomach hoping her baby was okay. Because that was her last ounce of will to live.

The next time Minah opened her eyes, she was at the hospital. With a groan she tried to sit up only to be layed back down by a nurse.

"easy there Miss," the nurse shifted her pillow and helped her sit. Minah looked at her confused. What was she doing here? Oh.. Yifan, the baby......... big eyes looked at the nurse hoping for some news as her hands wounded around her flat stomach. No please don't.

"I'll go get the doctor."

A minute later the doctor appeared, a calm, soothing aura to him which he carried with confidence.

"Hello Ms.Choi. I'm doctor Zhang. How are you feeling? Nausea? Light headedness?" doctor Zhang checked her pulse and looked in her eyes for a concussion.

"You seem to be okay."

"How did I get here? And my..." Minah looked down at her stomach. Already losing hope.

"You were rushed in when an anonymous caller called us and let us know. And I'm sorry Ms. Choi. You had a miscarriage."

Minah didn't cry. She didn't. she just nodded and with the help of the nurse got dressed in her own clothes and signed herself out of the hospital. She felt empty. Her little pea was no longer with her. And Yifan wasn't too. her eyes caught a sign on the side of the road. "Get Glowing Just Like Kris." Kris, Yifan's stage name, but even now seeing his face made her feel sick to her stomach. She walked and walked.

Minah met Yifan in college. Back then Yifan couldn't even speak proper Korean, since he came from China. The two became lovers in a matter of days and they were happily in love. Well until now. Her heart and brain still couldn't comprehend as to why Yifan acted that way. It was not like they couldn't support a child. with How Yifan earned and also Minah with her fashion designing, it was not a problem.

The Han river bridge came to view and Minah walked aimlessly at the side of it reading the signs. It was nearing dark and no one was walking on the sides. Looking at the river she felt like jumping down. Because that thought was enticing to her. With her boyfriend leaving her and her baby leaving her because of how careless she was. She didn't deserve to live, she thought. Sighing to herself she put one leg over the bridge and took a deep breathe.