Esma POV

I start walking across the street with my suitcases walking towards my chauffeur. But then I hear a car screech I stop at the middle of the street. I turn around and see someone with black sunglasses and a black hat with gloves but a pink strand of hair falling out of the cap and then BOOM! I fall on the floor and watch blood pool under me.

The last thing I hear is screaming and people yelling to call an ambulance. My assistant Vincent hovers over me with a phone on his ear. His eyes start tearing up. I close my eyes.

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"If she wakes up she'll be a completely different person," A deep voice says.

"What do you mean?" A familiar voice says.

"When she was hit. She hit her head too hard on the cement especially on the temporal lobe. Her memory was damaged. Their is a possibility it will come back," The deep voice says.

I groan and open my eyes. A powerful light hit my eyes and I rub my eyes.

Whoever was talking comes up to me. Three men look at me. One of them grabs my hand. Looking at me. A man was a lab coat, I suppose is the doctor. He puts a flashlight on my eyes.

"Okay we are going to do something. Okay?" The doctor instructs.

I nod.

"What is your name?" The doctor asks, behind him a man comes closer to me but another man stops him and pushes him back.

"My name is Esma Channing. The second daughter of the Channing family." I calmly tell him even though I'm confused as hell and scared.

The two men behind him sigh in relief. The doctor grabs my attention, "Good. Now, how old are you?" The doctor asks.

"I'm 16 years old." I say. The Doctor sighs and shakes his head. I look at him confused. What's wrong?

"I need to go check some things I'll be back." The doctor says and leaves.

I look towards the men. "What's wrong? Who are you guys?" I ask them, I look around the room.

A hospital room.

"What happened to me?" I ask them.

As soon as I ask a girl comes in. Pink hair and brown eyes. I recognize who it is. My blood boils.

"Bitch!" I shriek. I grab the flower vase and throw at it her. A man with Black hair and green eyes grabs her and the vase hit the wall.

He shouts at me, "Even like this you still hate her. You don't even know her."

The other man pushes him. "Don't talk to her like that. Why are you here in the first place? Just go."

I scream at Leslie. "Bitch what are you doing here? We gave you money and sent you away and your still here your ruined me and my life. You ruined my family's life." I feel tears prick my eyes. I look around and grab the remote for emergency's. I push the button.

"Esma you don't even know her," The man next to her says.

"Like hell I do. Get away from me. Both of you. I despise you Leslie. Your just like your Mother." I shout at her. Leslie walks up to me and slaps me across the face. The other man grabs her and pushes her making her fall on the floor. She winces and tears pool out of her eyes.

Nurses barge in and look at the scene. They grab her and try dragging her out. The man that saved her from the vase shouts at them. They let go of her.

"What are you doing?" I shout. The nurses look at me panicked.

They move back. "We dare not offend Mr. Hayes."

I look at them confused. "Mr. Hayes? No but he's younger. He seems to be in his 20's." I say.

The room becomes quiet and the tension rises. The nurses walk out the room on the command of the so-called Mr. Hayes. Mr. Hayes walks to Leslie and picks her up. He comforts her.

"Alec?" I ask, fearing. He nods. I gasp.

"What the hell are you doing with her?" The other man walks up to me. He looks like my younger brother.

"What's going on?" I ask. "Why are you with...her?" I point at Leslie with a shaking hand. I put a hand towards my mouth. Wait... are they? No impossible he's supposed to mine. He's my fiance. By law he is mine.

"Why are you with her?" I shout. I see a ring shine from her hand. I gasp. Tears prick my eyes.

"No. No. No" I shake my head and cover my mouth with my hand.

"You've taken everything from me!" I shout at her.

"And so did your slut of a Mother." She grits her teeth and walks up to me and tries to slap me. I grab her hand and slap her.

"Why did you take him from me? You took my friend my first boyfriend. Everyone. But why him?" I scream at her. Tears pool down my face. Alec looks at me shocked my seemingly younger but older brother hugs my arms. Just then a pain in my head starts. It starts getting worse and worse. I scream and put a hand on my head. Tears start pooling down. Alec opens the door and shouts for help.

I look up and I see Leslie smirking at me. But it changes to panic as soon as Alec comes in. I look at my brother. He obviously saw it. But I forget about everything when the stabbing pain gets 2x worse. The doctor comes in and grabs a needle and inserts it. The pain lessens and my eyes close shut.

I start dreaming about my childhood when Mom was still around. She was a very serious women but she was completely different with me and my brothers.

My older brother is Laurence Channing and younger brother is Spencer Channing. Laurence is older then by 3 years and Spencer is 2 years younger.

I open my eyes and grunt as I sit up. I touch my head and feel wrapping on it. I look to my left to the window and see it's night time. I turn to my right and see Alec staring at me.

I roll my eyes and lie down again.

"I have a question," he says, I turn around and face him.

"How do you know Leslie?" He asks.

I shrug and lie down to the other side so I don't face him.

"Tell me. How do you know her Mother?" He orders.

I shrug. "You love her, right? Then just conform yourself with that. Once you guys get married you'll realize who she really is." I say.

"What happened to you?" He says. I freeze knowing what he means but I change the topic.

"I don't know. You tell me. I'm in the hospital. How?" I ask.

"You were hit by a car when you were moving out of the Hayes Mansion," He says.

I scoff, " I wonder why I was moving out."

I hear him stand up. "How do you know her?"

I shrug. "Just go. I don't want to see you. Ever again. I don't know why everyone seems older but I'll find out myself." I adjust myself but then I feel bile rising up my throat.

I gag. I point at the trash can. Alec who was about to walk out the door and runs to the to the trash can. I grab it from him and not a second later I throw up. Alec walks out the door.

When he comes back the doctor walks in with him and the nurse. The doctor grabs my wrist and feels my pulse. He stares confused. I snatch my wrist.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"My apologies but I know chinese medicine. I can tell what's going on by reading your pulse." He says sincerely.

He whispers something to the nurse and she walks out the door.

"Is she okay?" Alec asks. I roll my eyes at him. He notices but ignores it.

"Miss in your accident you lost your memory there is a possibility you will gain it. If it doesn't come naturally then we can do a surgery but..." He trails off.

I look at him confused.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

As I say it the nurse comes in with a cup. She passes the cup to me. I grab it.

"I need you to urinate inside the cup," He instructs.

I gawk at him, "Excuse me?"

The nurse walks up to me and helps me get up. I try raise my leg but wince in pain. The nurse slowly raises my leg and puts it down and I put my leg down as well. I lean on her. She stumbles a few times. Alec tries to grab from the other side but I swat his hand away.

"Don't touch me." I hiss. The nurse keeps on stumbling. I roll my eyes and balance myself on the wall and walk by myself. If only I wasn't so stubborn. It hurts like hell. I go inside the bathroom and do as I'm told. I walk back out but my brother is there he carries me bridal style and slowly put me down. I hand the cup to the nurse and she takes it.

I look at my brother. "Spencer?" I gulp.

He nods.

I groan, "Who did this to me?" I ask him

He shakes his head, "We don't know. It's still under investigation."

I curse, "Whoever did this to me I'll kill them."

The doctor clears his throat.

"We're going to make some tests and if my theory is right then..." He trails off.

"And what is that theory?" Spencer asks.

"My theory is that Miss Esma might recieve a present in 9 months." He says.

I gawk at him. My whole life I've wanted children but not like this. Not without the Man I love by my side, Not like this with memory loss, and especially without my Mother.

"Are you sure?" Alec asks.

The doctor hesitates, " I'm a doctor."

"I have a question." I say.

"If I am pregnant. Who's the father?" I say worried.

Alec takes a step towards me. "I'm pretty sure I am."

I gawk at him. "We did that?" I ask.

He nods and scratches the back of his neck.

I groan and put a hand to my face. "I was stupid enough to sleep with you?"

Alec scoffs.

"How?" I ask.

"Oh I know this one. When a man and a Women love eachother very much, but in your case when a Man and a Women have a drunk night..." Spencer says sarcastically.

I roll my eyes. "Tell me. Unless your lying so I don't have a child not knowing who the father is."

He sigh, "Fine."

The doctor takes it as a signal to leave and Spencer reluctantly leaves.

They shut the door and I stare at Alec.

Obviously uncomfortable he clears his throat.

"Well, I was late from work and when I got back from work. A maid informed you were drinking nonstop inside your room at night. I went to go check on you. You were slurring the whole time and I had a long day at work so I just started to drink with you. You were do hilarious drunk. Then you fell asleep. I carried you to your bed. But as I was leaving you grabbed my hand and told me to leave you. Then you crashed your lips against mine. I was also drunk and I didn't know what was going on. As a Man I have natural desires so we..." He trails off.

"What about Leslie?" I ask.

He shakes his head, "She was kicked out by Mom the night before that. I didn't hear from her until the next day. She doesn't know either."

"Oh. Well was I good?" I ask and smirk when I see his face get red.

He clears hi his throat, "Well you were drunk but yeah you were above ok I guess." He shoves his hands inside his pockets.

"How about Leslie have you guys...?" I ask. He nods.

I snort, "Let me guess. You guys went to watch the sunset because it was her idea and you guys did it there."

He looks at me confused. "How do you know?"

I laugh, "How do you think she took my other boyfriends?"

He shakes his head, "No I'm her first."

I scoff, "Poor boy."

The doctor comes in with my brother.

"Miss Channing. You are in fact pregnant." He says. I look at him shocked. Im pregnant...

* This story may be a bit strong for younger viewers. *

(Alec Pov)

Esma gawks at the doctor and all of a sudden she bursts into tears. I have never seen her cry. Spencer hugs her. I just stand their dumbfounded. That night...

What am I going to do? I love Leslie but Esma is pregnant with my child. All of a sudden the door bursts open and Laurence rushes in. He was in Europe on a business trip. There are rumors that the Channing family are working in the underworld.

Esma hugs him and cries into his shoulder.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

She shakes her head, "I'm pregnant" She whimpers.

Laurence looks at her shocked.

"Who's the father?" He asks.

She shakes her head, "That bastard." She says pointing at me with a shaking hand.

The doctor clears his throat and leaves.

"Are you going to be in charge of the child?" He asks me.

I look at him dumbfounded, " I...I...don't know. I have to tell Leslie about this. I don't think we can get married Esma."

Esma looks at me with anger, "That bitch all she does is take everything from me from us. Her mother deserved her f-" Laurence claps her mouth shut.

He whispers something in her ear. It takes 5 minutes and she looks at him dumbfounded.

More tears slide down her face.

"You know what you don't need to be responsible." She says and looks at her brothers. They nod in unision. Laurence escorts me.

I leave and Leslie calls me. I answer on bluetooth and drive home.

"Hey babe? Is she all right?" She asks carefully.

"Yes but I have to tell you something when we get home. Okay?"

"Okay. See you back home." She says.

I hang up and start thinking. I love Leslie but my ex is pregnant with my child. I'm sure of it.

Me and Esma were never together but as an agreement we were.

I knew there was always something sketchy between Esma and Leslie. Leslie is unique. She's like a little girl. But Esma always hurt her. I'm not sure if it was to win me back or to just hurt her.

There were times when Esma was humiliated by Leslie but Esma always found away to win. But then I announced that I found a way to break our engagement and me and Leslie got engaged.

I remember they called me from the hospital saying she needed emergency surgery. I'm surprised the child survived the accident. But I mean it in a good way.

When were kids we were the best of friends. We were so close. But then I went abroad and after a few months I heard Esma's mom died. Jennifer died and I remember going back for the funeral but she had changed completely.

I remember there wasn't any light in her eyes anymore. At school she became harsh with all the kids. Then I came back in my teen years. She was so beautiful her blonde hair would glimmer in the light.

I was dumbstruck by her appearance when she received me but she was cold. When she was 15 her dad died. It was just the 3 of them. They were going through hardships.

I understood why but then she saw Leslie and it was the first time I saw her eyes filled with hatred. I remember I started to investigate but I realized I love Leslie and nothing else matters that's what love is.

I arrive home and take the keys out of the engine. I walk in and the maids greet me I walk to the living room.

Leslie waits for me in the living room watching tv. My mom walks out and hugs me. She turns to see Leslie and looks at her disgusted. Leslie's cheerful face to see me changes to a sad one. Although we still live in the family mansion my parents and my little sister hate her. I don't understand why she is a good kind-hearted person she would never hurt anyone.

Mom goes outside in the garden. I walk to Leslie. She smiles and I kiss her. She blushes like a little girl which make me laugh.

"So what up you said you needed to tell me something?" She says cheerfully.

I look at her. How do I tell her? How do I tell her that I cheated on her and now that person is pregnant. I always wanted to tell her but Leo told me to leave it like that.

I clear my throat, " I don't know how to tell you this but... um... Esma is pregnant..." I say.

She looks at me worried. " Is she okay? Is the baby okay?" She says worried about Esma.

You see Leslie is so kind-hearted but she still doesn't get the point.

I shake my head, " She's pregnant but ... I'm... I'm the Father, Leslie. Look I'm so sorry. We were both drunk and I... well... it's no excuse. I'm so sorry Leslie. Please forgive me." I say cautiously.

Her eyes start to tear up. "When? When did you guys do that? Did you even think how I would feel?" She says while her voice cracks. Tears stream down her face. She gets up and starts walking towards the stairs.

I grab her hand to stop her. "Please let me explain. Leslie please."

She shakes my hand off and slaps me across the face. "I... I... just give me some time to think. I love you but I just I can't believe you betrayed me." She says. She runs towards her room and shuts the door with a loud boom.

I walk towards my room and take out some liquor and start drinking. I take a shower and knock on her door.

"Leslie can you please open the door? Leslie?" I ask.

"Leave me alone." She says from the other side of the door her voice hoarse.

I sigh and go to my room.

What am I going to do?

Then I hear a maid scream. I walk out and realize its Leslie's room. I rush into her room and find blood. I walk into the bathroom and there's pink water submerging the bathtub. I look at her wrists.

OH MY GOD. SHE SLIT HER WRISTS. I yell for help. The maid that found her grabs the phone. I command her to stay alive.

"Please Leslie don't leave me." I say, my clothes get wet. I hear an ambulance.

"Please Leslie I'll do anything. Please don't leave me. I'll do whatever you want. Whatever you ask of me. Please." I tell her.

Her eyes slowly open. She looks at me sleepily, "Leave the child. I can't bear it." She says and closes her eyes.

"Okay. Okay. I promise." I grab her and carry her out. A maid shuts the water. I rush down the stair almost running the paramedics bandage her wrists and put oxygen on her mouth. They leave and head to the hospital.

Mom, Dad, and Sister rush out.

"What's wrong?" Candace asks. I look at them worried.

"I did something and Leslie was so upset she tried commiting suicide." I say.

"Is she dead?" Candace asks.

I shake my head, "No."

"Oh come on and I was getting my hopes up." Mom says.

"I agree." Candace says.

I stare at them in shock. My sweet sister said that. I expect my Mom to say something like that but not her.

All 3 of them walk back home.

I walk back inside grab my coat and get in the car. head to the hospital.