You and Jerome were something else, he lurred you into his trap, but you didn't mind. He was into you and only you. He got you pregnant but of course you didn't tell the criminal in fear of what he'd do, if he'd do anything to your unborn child. It's been a few months now, the bump wasn't as small as it used to be, it was growing bigger, yet you still hid it from him. He was out, terrorizing the city during this time so he had no idea. You knew this was your problem now. You were sat in the tub, bathing to get your mind off of things. Just when you leaned your head back you felt hands on your bump, his breath in your neck as he spoke lowly into your ear