Chapter 48

48 POSITIVE

ABBY

Three weeks later…

“So when is the big day?” Becca asks while licking her ice cream from the spoon.

“They’re still both busy fucking each other’s brains out to remember choosing the date for their wedding,” Trixie answers when she notices me still munching my ice cream.

We met every weekend since Trix has worked during weekdays, while I and Becca are busy shopping and wandering around the city. Seb is still Seb. He trustsBecca, but he can’t stop calling me every ten minutes. One time Becca was irritated when my phone never stopped ringing. I didn’t notice she turned the volume off, and I was shocked to see Seb was already in front of me. He tracks the location on my phone.

He was so angry at me, but when Becca admitted that it was her fault, he let it go. We had dinner together, including Becca and Lincoln.

“Is he that good in bed, Mack? You develop amnesia after orgasms.” Becca wiggles her eyebrows with her smile so eager for my answer.

I just roll my eyes. “I’m not gonna answer that. And stop calling me Mack. It’s Abby now, and how about you? How’s Patty? Did you already agree about going out with him?” She blushes.

I know she likes Patrick, but Patrick is Patrick, so annoying. So she just ignores him. Trix looks surprised.

“Oops. Sorry. My mouth can’t just shut up.” I shrug as if it’s an accident.

“Oh, my god. Did you fuck my brother? Oh, don’t even answer. It’s gross to hear his sexcapades.” She waves her hand to Becca to stop answering. Becca is still blushing.

“Oh, my god. When did it happen? How come you didn’t even mention you went on a date with him already? Becca?” I stop eating and focus my gaze on her. Trixie likes Becca, and they become friends after I introduced them.

“Oh, it’s a just one-time thing. It won’t happen again, but omigod, he’s huge,” she whispers the last words, and we all bark out laughing.

“Oh, my god. If Patrick is huge, what about Seb’s? Gigantic? Come on Abby. Care to share the size?”

I blush, and my face heats when Trix asks.

“How about you tell me about Mason’s?” I raise my eyebrow.

“What about him?” she asks innocently.

“I see, you don’t wanna share. Even you did it in the dark, you could still say if it’s huge or small,” Becca snorts.

“Enough talking of men’s sizes. Did you find an apartment yet?” I ask Becca when I notice I already finish my three scoops of ice cream, and I’m still hungry. Weird.

Am I that hungry?

“I found one not far from the school. I’m still looking for another though,” Becca answers.

We already choose a college to attend next semester. Sebastian and Dad were happy at the school we picked.

“I can help Becca if you have a problem with the budget. Mom would be glad to hear about it, you know? If she’s still alive, you know she likes you.” I squeeze her hand.

She must have a little trouble with searching for a lower rent. Most of the apartments near the school are a little bit expensive. She can’t have work until we start school because it wasn’t her plan to transfer. She works there in Florida as part-time.

“Don’t worry, Macky. If I’m short of budget, I’ll let you know, promise.” She squeezes my hand back. We even visited Mom two weeks ago.

“Good. you know I’m always here,” I reassure her.

“We’re here Becca.” Trix agrees too.

Becca became independent since she moved to Florida. Although her parents are still sending her money for her tuition, she still worked to pay her bills. I talked to Seb if he could help me with Becca’s internship. I told Dad as well, and they were both happy to hear it.

“Thanks, both of you.” She gives us a shy smile.

“How about you, Abby? Did Seb still insist on giving you a bodyguard?”

I roll my eyes. “It’s annoying. He’s so persistent, but I can be a little persuasive, and I would convince him again to drop it. It’s not funny, you know. What’s more annoying is dad is on his side. I already told them that I’m safe now. I don’t have a creepy stalker anymore.” I shrug.

“How are you going to convince him by giving him BJ?” Becca laughs at her own words. I wrinkle my nose.

“They’re just protective of you after what happened. You can’t blame them. You have money to get a bodyguard or driver. Why resist?” Trixie’s sad eyes look convincing, but I want a normal college life. I don’t want everyone looking at me like I’m a royal princess.

“I’m still hungry. Can I have another scoop of ice cream,” I order for another scoop.

“We still have to eat dinner woman. Is Seb joining us?”

My mouth gapes. Crap. I forget to call him. I fish out my phone from my bag and dial his number. Thank god he doesn’t call me yet.

“Baby, you forget me, haven’t you?”

I bite my lip. “Sorry. I didn’t notice the time. Are you joining us for dinner?”

He sighs. Not good. “I have to meet a client from overseas. He arrived this morning. I have to meet him for dinner. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” He sounds apologetic.

“No biggie, Sebastian. I’m gonna have dinner with girls. Are you coming home early? Or I should not wait for you.”

Please, say you’ll come home early.

“Baby, what’s on your mind right now? You know even if I come home late, I can still give you a mind-blowing orgasm like before.”

I blush. Even just his words over the phone affect every organ in my body. “It’s not like that, Sebastian.” I bite my lip, both my friends are eyeing me.

“Then what is it, Abbygail? When I told you I couldn’t join for dinner, you sound upset. I like making up to when you’re an upset, baby. Ans you asked if I could come home early?”

Why do I feel always horny this past week? I just can’t get enough of Seb. As long as we have time for sex, we always did and he always gave me earth-shattering orgasms.

“Nothing. You know I will always wait for you. That’s it. I was just asking you if you could join us for dinner.”

“Fine. I’ll be home before midnight. Enjoy with the girls. I love you, Abbygail.”

“Take care, Sebastian. I love you.” I put the phone back to my bag. I suddenly feel sad.

What’s wrong with me? This must be a hormone.

Crap. I almost shiver. My jaw drops when I remember something. Oh, my God. This can’t be possible. I feel cold clammy. My hands start to tremble.

“Are you okay, Abby? You look pale. Did Seb upset you? I swear if he hurts you, I will cut off his balls.” Trix’s eyebrows furrow. She gives me a query look.

I can’t tell them. I have to make sure of this first.

“I’m fine. He can’t join us. He has to meet a client.”

They both look suspicious.

“Then why you suddenly look pale?”

I shrug. “Just drop it okay. I’m really fine. I just remember the—you know. I can’t believe it’s still giving me goosebumps.” I’m a terrible liar. They both exchange look. They don’t look convinced, but I’m thankful that they didn’t pry.

“Okay. So just the three of us then?” Becca finally talks.

“You can invite your men if you want them to join us. The more the merrier. It’s on me.” I wave the credit card Seb gave me.

He also bought me a brand new car and a white gold necklace that matches my engagement ring with a letter A and S in the chains, then a diamond pendant surrounded by small ruby stone.

“Nah. Just the three of us.” Becca looks at Trix to confirm.

After our dinner, we bid goodbye. I get in my car and check my watch. It’s almost 10 pm. I have to confirm it. I stop by a pharmacy and buy a dozen of a home pregnancy test kit. It’s written in the box that it’s accurate.

Whatever.

When I’m finally home, I check my pills. I never missed a day. Why I still don’t have my period? This can’t be. I’m a regular twenty-eight days, and never miss a day.

I can’t be pregnant.

We may have talked about our future, but he never mentions about babies, and I’m still in college. I can’t be pregnant. I start to feel upset. It has to be negative.

Please, be negative. I check my pills again.

Oh, my God.

Oh, crap. I miss a day taking pills when that asshole Andrew took me. No, I missed two days.

I was so exhausted that I forgot to take it. How I even going to tell Seb? I’ve been two weeks delayed and I don’t even remember. Becca is right. I’m like having amnesia after sex with Seb. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

I take a box and open the content. After reading the instructions, I lock the bathroom door. If Seb enters, he can’t come and see what I’m doing. I start peeing and take a small amount of my urine and drop it to a small square of the kit. I wait.

I close my eyes then open them.

Positive

My heart just leaps up my throat. My eyes widen.

No, no, no.

Seb will be so disappointed in me, and he won’t trust me again. He knew I was on a pill. I was the one who told him that I visited a doctor.

I have to check again.

Positive

Positive

Positive

Now it looks like they’re mocking me.

I have to check again in the morning. I can’t tell Sebastian. At least not yet. He’s going to hate me. He’s going to be furious. Worse scenario, he’s going to kick me out from his penthouse, and I’m going to be a single mother. I touch my still flat tummy. I have to know the early signs of pregnancy. I only know about the common signs. Morning sickness and missed period. I throw the boxes and hide the unused kit in my medicine cabinet. I think of possible answers if he’s going to ask me. I know the answer. Just to make sure I’m not pregnant, you know.

I type in the google search engine. Early signs of pregnancy. Tons of results pop. I click one.

Missed period. Check.

Sore breasts. I press my finger to my breast. Check

Mood swing. Yeah, lately. Check

Frequent urination. Kinda

Food craving. Ice cream? Check

Spotting. No

High temp. I check my neck with the back of my hand. Check

Oh, my god. I rub my face with my hand. The door swings open.

“Baby?”

I jump from my seat. My phone flies from my lap and falls to the floor. I hurry to grab it before Sebastian can see what am I searching on the net. I grab it before he can.

“Whoa, baby. Easy, why are you jumpy? Is everything okay? You’re pale, my love.”

He comes closer to me to cup my face and kiss my lips. He touches my forehead.

“You’re warm, but no fever. Are you okay?” He creases his forehead.

I just look at him like a stupid. I blink twice. “Um, I’m okay. You just surprised me.”

He doesn’t move. “Do you want to tell me what’s bothering you?”

Crap. Don’t tell me he noticed it. I’m going to faint. No, no, no. Oh, my God.

“Baby, I’m starting to worry. Give me your phone. Did you receive another message? Do you have another stalker?”

I shake my head and hide my phone behind my back.

I swallow. “You sound like a shrink right now with the what’s bothering you.” I roll my eyes. “I didn’t receive an anonymous text message. Nobody is stalking me.”

Please, let it go. Please. Please.

“Okay. Are you sure?”

I nod like a stupid. “Good. Now, give me a proper hello.”

I tiptoe and kiss him. As soon as he thrusts his tongue in my mouth, I moan. I grab his arm for support, and he grabs my ass and presses his erection on me. I grind into him, and he moans in my mouth.

I’m pregnant. Crap. I stop and pull away.

He looks shocked. “Really, Abbygail. I start to worry that you’re hiding something from me. What’s going on?” he looks at me from head to toe. Then his expression changes. “Uh, okay. I get it. You have your period, haven’t you?”

I bite my lip and nod. Crap. I just lied.