Chapter 63
"What's the matter...uhm, I met my friend!" I don't know why I'm lying to Mike now, there's nothing wrong with telling him the truth.
I went inside and my daughter immediately greeted me. "Mommy!" He hugged me tightly and I did the same.
"Mommy, you came back! What did you do outside?"
I want to say that Xander and I met, but I hesitated to tell her because she's going to talk again for sure.
"Mommy is just taking care of something important, sweetie." Answer to this question.
"Eh? What happened to your neck?" My eyes widened a bit because of his question and I got what he meant.
"That's nothing sweetie." I smiled at him.
I was going to speak but I suddenly felt nauseous. I couldn't take it anymore so I quickly ran to the bathroom with my bag.
"It's annoying!" I said annoyed to myself while staring at the mirror. When I put my hair back I could clearly see the traces of Xander's kiss on me.
I was about to smile because I remembered what suddenly happened to us earlier but suddenly I felt nauseous again.
"Elyse?" I looked behind me and there was Mike now standing. My god doesn't he know how to knock?!
"Are you okay?"
"H-Huh? A-Ah, yes I'm fine."
I promise even though I'm not really well.
"You're obviously not okay."
Didn't you ask a question?! It's nice to philosophize but you should be calm because you and your son are living alone in his house.
"Nah, I'm good. I'm just a little tired-- I mean, because we were tired from what we did earlier with my friend." I bit my lip because of what I was saying.
What's wrong with connecting? Do you feel nauseous when you are tired? I don't have a fever so am I really nauseous?
"Did it? Why did you do what?" He asked, making me frown a bit.
I noticed that he would really ask me when I leave the house like that. He's very curious about where I'm from or who I'm with... he's like my wife and then he's always jealous like that...
"Why do you want to know?"
"I'm... just curious, that's all. Why is it bad to ask?" I noticed the change in the tone of his speech.
His voice became serious and I can't even explain what kind of emotion I see in his eyes now.
"N-No, I'm sorry."
I said. I suddenly felt dizzy when I held my head.
"I think, you should rest."
He held my elbow and made me lie down on the bed.
"Wait, have you eaten yet?" This question and I shook my head suddenly answered.
"Maybe that's why I feel bad because you haven't eaten yet." He said shaking his head.
Hmm, maybe he's right I haven't eaten yet and what time is it, it's almost 3 pm, I guess I enjoyed myself too much with Xander.
"Don't go to sleep yet, I'll just get you something to eat." He said and I just nodded. He left the room and just a few seconds later, the door opened, and Elizabeth spat out.
"Mommy? Daddy said you feel bad?" He asked with a frown and gradually stepped towards my habit.
Mike said to him, my son is quick to catch gossip. "Mommy's fine, sweetie. I'm just hungry but I'll be fine soon." I smiled at him and touched his cheek.
"How are you, Mommy? Alright, I'll play downstairs first." I nodded and waved at him before he left the room.
A few minutes later, Mike arrived with food. He even offered to test me but I didn't agree. It's sweet-sweet to me but something seems wrong, I don't know why, it's just a little weird... and I was once with him because he liked me, when Daren and I were still together he confessed to me but I told him not that I love Daren and we both agreed.
I don't want to be assuming but I hope he doesn't feel anything for me now. But it's impossible that he still likes me until now, right? Well, it's been a few years so it's impossible for him to like anyone else besides me. Mike is kind, I don't think he's hard to love but not for me, there's no way I'll fall for him because at the time I really only thought of him as a friend.
I'm just thankful that I don't remember when we formed Elizabeth because...I don't know, it doesn't seem right that it happened. I mean, it's not really right! A big mistake... but I don't want to make my son feel like he was just a mistake and that I can't even remember how he was raised.
I don't want him to know that his development wasn't planned, that it was just a big mistake by Mike and me.
I finished eating so I left the room to put what I ate in the sink. While washing, I suddenly remembered the days I was at Xander's house, after the two of us ate, I was washing the food we both ate together with Elizabeth when she moved in with us. I still miss the old one... we met a while ago but I already miss him.
Maybe if I didn't leave, maybe I wouldn't see Daren and find out the truth. Mike and I wouldn't have met and I wouldn't have known that he was Elizabeth's Daddy? I wish Elizabeth and I were still at Xander's house. We shouldn't be in this mess right now...maybe we're just happy at this time, maybe Xander and I are together at this time.
After I finished washing, I suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous again.
Why do I feel like it's not because I'm starving? This feeling is very familiar to me but I just can't remember when I actually experienced this feeling.
I bit my lip thinking that until now I still haven't had my period. I just shook my head and laughed at what I was thinking now. "No way, Elyse. Maybe tomorrow or the next day you'll be bruised." I promised myself.
I bit my lip even harder because the possibility that I might be pregnant didn't go out of my mind. Elizabeth is 10 years old, can I really get pregnant again now??
I grabbed the side of the sink because my knee suddenly lost strength. "X-Xander…"
Wait, Xander and I will have children? Will he be a father?
Maybe he didn't notice that he answered my call. I thought he was drinking now but he seems to be busy with other things that I don't fully understand. Did the male boss call her lala? So, he is her boss? Boss where?
"Uhm, nothing...hmm, who are you talking to??" I asked him in surprise and he was silent for a few seconds.
[Person one is talking to? I don't have anyone to talk to, huh?] I frowned at what he said.
"Liar. I heard it Xander okay? Why are you trying to lie to me huh? What do you think I'm stupid or maybe deaf?"
[Let's just not talk about that...]
It said.
"So? What do you want to talk about then?" I asked a little confused.
[I don't know. It's better to talk with you when you are just beside me.] I shook my head and laughed softly.
"Are you not mad at me anymore?"
[Who said I hate you? I never said that.] He didn't say it but I could feel it.
"Duh! You've always been dead on my calls!" I covered my mouth because I think my voice got louder. I don't want Elizabeth to wake up because of me.
[I'm not angry at you, I'm annoyed okay. That Mike pisses me off, just by hearing his name makes me want to punch him.]
"You're awesome! Just relax, Mike isn't doing anything bad to you."
He's so hot-headed, and he hasn't even met Mike yet. Mike is nice so maybe when they meet... they will get along or what?
[He just reminds of a guy I know, he has the same name as he...] I raised my eyebrows at what he said now.
"Owws really? You mean you're mad at that guy?"
[kinda,]
"And why is that?"
[You don't need to know that. It's not that important, anyway, how's Elizabeth?] He asked so I turned to my daughter who was now sleeping like a doll.
"It's fine but he told me earlier that he missed you and wanted to see you."
[Ohh, tell him I miss him too.]
"A-Alright, I'll tell him tomorrow."
[Maybe you're not sleeping with that Mike, are you?] My eyes widened slightly at his question. Why did he go to that topic again?
"Sira! My daughter is the only one next to me. Why are we going to sleep together?" I said while scratching my head.
"Uhm, by the way I have t-to tell you something." I suddenly remembered my vomiting a while ago and my period that still hasn't been there yet.
[What? Got a problem??]
I shook my head. This topic should not be discussed on the phone Elyse, my son or any ghost in the room might hear it!
"Ahh, nothing! It's better if I tell you in person."
[Hmm...so, you mean we'll meet? Tomorrow? I mean, later??] There was a trace in his voice as if he was going to excite her or maybe I was just feeling it.
