PASSIONATE PURSUIT – Chapter 4

PASSIONATE PURSUIT

When the bad guy loves you….

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Written By: Pamela James

© Youngicee stories

Chapter 4

Annabelle’s p.o.v

I checked myself once again in front of the mirror.

I did not want Abigail and Sandra to see any bruises that were left.

I can’t stay home any longer.

As I walked to school, I realized nothing had changed.

Everything was just the same.

Everyone was busy with themselves.

They were so quiet, just like me.

I wondered if they were as chaotic as I was inside.

As much as I tried to be calm.

I felt nothing was the same anymore.

I did not text or call Gabriel anymore.

I no longer deserve to be with him.

“I missed you, I missed you.” Abigail whined as soon as she saw me.

“Sorry, I don’t feel well…” I said as I smiled at her.

This went for a couple more weeks.

I have been very drowsy.

I could not even fight the urge to sleep.

I had lost my appetite and will to live.

“Do you want anything? I will get them.” Abigail asked you carefully.

“I want to eat something sour…”

She tilted her head, looking confused.

I didn’t like those kinds of foods before.

“Okay, I will look for something sour.”

“I think I want a snack to munch on…”

“I will get you that, too.”

Sandra took out her out.

She had wanted to say something mean but since I was not feeling too well so she held back for the time being.

“Thank you.” I appreciated before closing my eyes.

“Don’t you think she is just getting weirder? This person here is nothing like Anna.” I heard Sandra muttered as I felt drowsy in the middle of the lecture.

“I like her being like this. I want to spoil her like she spoils me, too. It’s better than when she avoids us…!” Abigail said.

Things became hectic, and I had many things to distract me.

This and that.

Abigail also asked me to go with her everywhere she went.

She was a bit chatty and I liked to listen to her, so I mostly stayed quiet.

It was hard not to notice my sudden changes.

I used to like bickering with Sandra, now whenever she says stuff I just ignore her.

Sandra and Abigail have been confused about my sudden change because on a few occasions they had asked me if I was fine or anything was bothering me, but I told them I was okay.

How could I tell Abigail that I slept
with her brother?

Even if it wasn’t intentional.

I felt terrible.

Of a truth, I didn’t seem like myself anymore.

The world around me might have stayed the same.

The same happy Abigail.

The same annoying Sandra.

I looked around my bedroom.

The same book on the shelves.

Everything feels the same, except for me.

“Annabelle…. You do not look good? Did you eat breakfast? Should I get you something?” Abigail asked worriedly.

It was getting obvious that I was behaving strange.

“Ah? I feel like throwing up”.

I massaged my head.

I have been having stomach ache this
past few days.

Did I eat something bad?

My meal is being cooked by a chef at home, so I wonder what caused this stomachache.

“You skipped your breakfast again, did you?”

“I didn’t have an appetite this morning.” I muttered as I rested my head on the table.

“You have been sleeping a lot during class. Are you sure you are okay?” Abigail asked worriedly.

I was one of the most diligent students.

Even if I was not into sport, I have always been in good health.

She has never seen me so sloppy before.

“It’s okay. I will do my assignment until late at night.” I reassured her.

She pouted,

“Tell me if you are sick, okay? I’m going to buy you candy first.”

I closed my eyes.

Come to think of it.

I have indeed slept a lot these days.

I got a constant headache and you have lost appetite.

I should ask Abigail to come along with me, so I could go see a doctor.

Maybe I lack something nutritious or something.

The doctor will prescribe some vitamins for me.

I told Abigail, and she suggested I do a pregnancy test first.

I told her there was no way I could be pregnant, but she insisted.

She dropped by the house the next day and brought out a pregnancy test.

After carrying out the test and reassuring myself that Abigail was wrong, I checked it and my face went pale.

How did this happen…?

How did I make this kind of mistake?

What should I do now?

This thing could be wrong, right?

I decided to go see a doctor to confirm.

“It has a strong heartbeat.” The doctor smiled at me.

They are fast and loud.

“It’s nine weeks old. How do you feel?” She
asked.

Nine weeks old?

Does it mean I have been pregnant for two
months?

I missed my period for two months and I didn’t notice that?

I am pregnant…

There is a fetus alive inside my stomach.

I didn’t know how to feel about it.

When that night was over, that was it.

I did not think it would result to something like this.

I had already beat yourself enough for doing such a thing.

Now, it had a consequence that can’t be wiped.

“Is this your first pregnancy?”

“Yes.” I answered softly.

The doctor gave me a small smile.

“Eat healthy and rest. Pregnancy is different for everyone. You have nothing to worry about.”

I exited the hospital.

No wonder I have been so slack these days….

I am pregnant for my best friend brother.

I am pregnant for my crush best friend.

I am pregnant for Richard.

To be continued