Ethan POV
I woke up with a spreading headache. I groaned, running my hand through my hair.
Fuck! I’ve been having a silly dream.
Mel telling me that Dawn is getting engaged to my brother.
For fuck sake, why would I have that kind of silly dream when Dawn is here with me, ready to give me a head.
A faint smile spread over my lips, fantasizing about how her hot tongue is gonna devour my dick.
“Morning, kitten,” I muttered sleepily, searching the bed with my hand.
But my kitten is not there. No! The bed is cold and as I opened my eyes, I saw nothing but empty bottles of beer.
The realization came rushing down at full speed. It hit me so hard that I nearly lost my breath.
That’s it! It wasn’t a dream! It’s real! Dawn got engaged to Nicole yesterday.
Mel wasn’t lying, she wasn’t in my dream either. She was with me in the office yesterday, and she told me about my kitten.
I closed my eyes, blinking back my tears, breathing in and out to calm myself down.
My teeth tightly gritted. Hand fisted, digging my nails deep into my fleshy palm, trying to let the physical pain numb the one in my chest.
I blinked back my tears, determinedly not to cry.
Why would I cry? Why would I?
Pushing Dawn at the corner of my mind; something that seems utterly impossible. I slipped down the bed, sliding my feet into my wear.
Holding the bedside table for support, momentarily, I closed and opened my eyes to get adjusted to the bright light from the ray of the sun
My legs wobble, and my body is weak as I make my way downstairs leading to the sitting room.
My eyes fell on the couch. I still remember that day when she’d said she’s going… no! When she can’t do my bidding.
My little kitten has looked horrified, yet so cute with that expression on her face.
“You’re awake?”
Whirling around, my gaze fell upon Andre dressed in an apron.
If today hadn’t been the worst for me, I would have laughed at the way he was wearing the apron. Or maybe, if I’d not just been mad at him, his presence would have gone a long way in comforting me.
“You know about it too, don’t you?”
“C’mon, I made you hangover soups.” Andre looked away from me, settling whatever it was he was carrying on the dining table.
He drew out a chair and beckoned to me.
I huffed angrily. Hands fisted together as I bit my lower lip so hard that I tasted something metallic.
Right! Judging by the way he looked away from me, and how fast he changed the subject, he must know. Of course, it’s obvious.
“Why?” I breathed out. It’s taking every ounce of my strength to stop myself from yelling, screaming at him, and cursing him loudly.
I’d made a fool of myself yesterday before Mel. She’d have had a good time laughing her flat ass off.
“Why didn’t you tell me? Why!?”
The wall I built around myself crumbled. My wall of self-defense shattered and I found myself yelling at Andre who doesn’t seem to be affected by my loud howl.
“You have a headache, Ethan.” Andre said. “Come have some.”
I hate it that he’s still himself. I hate the fact that his expression doesn’t change a bit.
Doesn’t he see? I want him to get mad; to tell me off. Ask me what I’m gonna do if I knew.
“You’re mad!” I growled.
Andre chuckled. He undid the apron and hung it on the chair.
“I cooked some food too. Eat some and sleep. I’ll tell grandpa something came up…”
“Don’t…”
“I’ll be off now, okay.”
Without sparing me another glance, Andre sauntered out of the room, leaving me to wait helplessly behind him.
Right! Why would he tell me that Dawn is getting engaged anyway? What could I have done?
Nothing… something?
I slumped down on the sofa, running my hand over my lengthy hair at intervals.
I hate myself right now!
Perhaps it’s not true. No! Maybe Mel was lying, maybe she wants me to…
Just maybe… Just maybe…
I screamed, ruffling my hair frustratedly.
I don’t want to believe this no matter how real it seems.
Dawn POV
“C’mon baby, you’ve got to have something,” Mia said, tugging on my arms. She swung it left and right, her eyes shiny with unshed tears fixed on me. “Please”
“Do you wanna cry?” I chuckled amidst my soft howl.
I can’t believe that asshole kissed me, and I have been locked inside this room again. Mia’s phone was already taken from her for the fear that I might make a secret call to it.
They’re right, I had wanted to make a call with it.
“Look,” I wiped my tears. “I’m not crying. Not anymore.”
I am hopeless now. Everything seems to be blurry. I have no plan and no idea how to get myself out of this miserable life.
“Baby..”
“C’mon Mia,” I managed a faint smile on my lips. “It’s hard enough without you crying with me. C’mon.”
I pulled her closer to wipe her tears off her face.
“Will you eat something then?”
I sighed. I have no appetite. And I’m not hungry.
Why would I eat when I don’t even know what’s going on with Ethan? Why do I want to fill my stomach? Just why?
I shook my head but it only took a slide of tears from Mia before I nodded again.
“Good girl,” she giggled.
Mia carried the food to the table and dumped it before me on the bed.
“It’s your favorite,” she smiled. “Sushi…”
A pungent smell invaded my nose as Mia opened the dish.
My stomach churned uncomfortably, bile rising inside me and I felt a strong sour taste on my tongue.
“Get that away from me!” I moaned, hands clapping over my nose. “Now Mia. ”
“Hey what’s wrong with you? It’s your favorite!”
I closed my eyes, my palm rubbing my leg uncomfortably as I tried to hold back the bile. It’s so hard I want to empty everything in my stomach.
“Baby…”
I could not. I can’t take it anymore!
Pushing Mia away, I toddle to the bathroom to empty my stomach. Hitting my chest continuously and spitting out the vomit.
“You alright?”
As I opened my mouth to reply to Mia, my stomach churned harshly it seems as though I’m going to vomit my intestines
I hit my chest, and involuntary tears trickled down my face as I continuously heaped down everything in my stomach.
“Oh no!” Mia cried. “This is bad. I better call Mrs. Shaw”
No!
“No!’ I yelled. “I’m fine.”
“But…”
“I’m sincerely fine.” I stood on my feet to rinse my mouth and my face.
Damn! My body feels so weak and my stomach is so flat it doesn’t seem like mine
“I’m fine,” I mouthed seeing the worried look on Mia’s face. “Sincerely.”
“Are you sure?” Mia cocked her brows. “You don’t want me to get Mrs.”
“Believe me I am fine.”
Mia sighed. She let her gaze linger on me for a fraction of seconds. Her lips pursed and her brows slightly raised as though weighing between what I said and her suggestion.
“C’mon,” I grabbed her hand. “I’m sincerely fine.”
What I need now is not someone who’d gaze at me as though I’m about to die. And I’d rather die slowly than get my butt down in the hospital and be prodded by those annoying doctors.
“Fine!” She breathed out. “If you say so.”
Mia walked me out to the room and settled me down on the table.
“Can you get that away?” I nudged my head toward the sushi, with my nose crunched. “It makes me sick.”
“Sushi?” Mia looked horrified. “Your favorite? Make you sick?”
I nodded. Yeah! It fucking makes me sick. It makes me feel uneasy and my stomach rumbles at the slightest smell that wafts through my nose.
“Alright,” she finally mumbled, though she still looked suspicious at me. “If you say so.”
Carrying the food, Mia settled it back in its initial position and came back to me.
“Want me to get you something else? A drug?”
I shook my head.
“Wanna get some sleep?”
I nodded.
I slowly lie down on the bed, suppressing the painful moan that wants to escape my lips.
My head hurts, and every part of my body aches.
Mia tucked me into the duvet.
“Funny,” she chuckled. “If I didn’t know better, I’d have said you’re pregnant.”
“Pregnant? How can I…”
Halfway through my sentence, I stopped, for a thought had just run through my dazed mind.
Could it be… could I have been pregnant?
Eyes widened, I sat upright, my head hitting the bedstand, but I don’t give a damn.
Could it…
“What?!” Mia hissed in indignation, casting me a glare. “What is wrong with you?”
“Do you still carry that thing along with you?”
“What?”
“The pregnancy test…”
“C’mon,” Mia chuckled lightly. “Why would you need that?”
“Because…”
A sudden warmth spread through my body. I felt light, and the knot in my chest loosen.
I felt all my worries fly away and a wide smile crept upon my lips.
“Who knows…” I smiled. “I might be pregnant.”