07

She finished telling me about one of her friends Jade, who is apparently and I quote, ‘the-doesn’t-take-shit-from-anyone-kinda-gurl’ when she got into a fight with one of the bitches and pulled out her extension, and when she did, half her hair was missing. I laughed at that, and I felt good laughing after crying for so long.

I’d just finished laughing when a gentle knock came from the other side of the door. « Come in, » I said loud enough for them to hear.

A head peered in and looked around, Claire finally saw my face with a small smile on it and entered the room. She took a seat beside me when Emma excused herself, saying that she needed to go to meet someone.

« So how are you feeling ? » she asked softly.

« Better, » I smiled.

« Good, as you already know, you need to eat, and once you get to a normal weight, you need to excerise and eat healthy, because right now, you are about as strong as a twig, » she said in her motherly tone, which made me smile on the inside.

My mum was never really at home, only about once or twice in two months, so I hardly ever got to see her, but everytime I did, she looked worse. I remember those days when we used to have family time. Before my life became a shit-hole . . .

« Momma, Ry-Ry won’t give me the ball, » an eight-year-old Sophia cried.

Her mum got down to her knees and pulled her in a hug, craddling her nose into the crook of her daughter’s neck. « Aww, don’t cry baby, you know I get very upset when you cry, » she murmured.

It was true, she hated her daughter crying and it broke her heart seeing her cry at all. She always knew her daughter was a fragile and sensitive little girl and always needed to be protected. The thought of her fragile heart breaking nearly killed her. She loved her daughter, her son and her husband more than anything in the world. They were her family.

Sophia pulled away and with her small hands, she cupped her mum’s face. « Don’t cry momma, I’m sorry ! »

« It’s ok baby, but just remember I love you lots ok, and I will always love you. No matter how old you get or where you are, your momma will always love you, » she smiled.

Sophia grinned and nodded, « I love you too mommaaaaa ! » And with that she ran away to her daddy for a lolly.

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I rolled my eyes but nodded anyways, « I know, I know. Emma gave me the same speech ! »

Claire smiled and said, « That girl barely knows you and she loves you already ! She knows that you’ve got a beautiful heart. »

I could feel my eyes prickling, that was the best thing anyone had ever said to me.

« And now, you’re going have to make sure you’re extra healthy, after all, you need to look after he or she as well you know ? » Claire continued.

My face scrunched up in confusion. Who else was I meant to look after ?

« Er . . .who was I supposed to look after ? » I asked.

« You know, your baby, » Claire said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

« What baby ? » I asked.

« Don’t act all stupid, you know you’re pregnant, » she smiled and glanced down at my tummy.

I was what ?!

« E-excuse me ? » I coughed, looking at Claire with a confused face. I glance down at my tummy- it was slightly bigger than normal.

« You’re pregnant, » she repeated slowly like I was a five year old child.

I froze. Shit. I was pregnant. I was pregnant. I was pregnant. I took in deep breath so that I calmed down from my inner rant. And it was his baby. Chase’s.

I couldn’t tell him, no. He wouldn’t want anything to do with the baby. He’d just leave the baby like he left me. I couldn’t let my baby go through that pain that I went through.

If he couldn’t leave his lifestyle for me, his own mate, who loved him more than anything, what made me think he’d leave it for his child ? Hell, I still love him, and I hate that I love him, but I know that in a few years time, the bond would be broken if he marked and mate someone else and if I got marked by someone else as well. Even though that thought did break my heart, I knew that there would never be a ‘Chase and I’, because he made that decision when he left me alone in there and started sucking off Nicole’s face.

I had three options now, I thought with a cool mind. Abortion, adoption or keep the child. I could never kill any child of mine ; never. It was an innocent being and I wouldn’t end his or her life for anything. And I knew that I would never forgive myself if my child ended up with a family who treated him or her like mine treated me. So I had only one option left.

Keep the child.

« Are you silent because you’re thinking about abortion ? Please don’t ! I know you’re so young but we’ll help you and especially Emma. She loves babies, she’ll help you ! » Claire blurted, with her eyes wide.

I smiled at her, amused by her rant. « No Claire, I’m not pregnant, I’m keeping my baby, » I stated, rubbing my tummy softly.

« Oh thank God ! » she sighed in relief. « You know your baby was so weak, and he or she nearly died when you were shifting, but they managed to pull through, they are really strong, you know ? » she whispered looking down at my tummy.

« I know, » I whispered and stroked my tummy.

I knew I was scared shit out of my mind about being a mum. I didn’t know the first thing about being one, but I also knew that I now had a family to help me. To care for me and my baby.

« Good, now you need to tell Emma and Daniel about the baby, » she told me.

« What ? They don’t know ? » I asked.

« Nope, no one knows apart from me and the doctor. I didn’t tell them because I thought you weren’t ready to tell them that’s why you didn’t tell us, but that’s obviously not the case, » she said, standing up already.

She walked to the door, but before she left my she turned around and said, « I think you need to tell Daniel, I’ll send him up. »

I closed my eyes for a moment and thought about everything. My mate had sex with me and then ditched me. Then it turns out I got pregnant by him ! I was barely 16 for goodness sake ! How was I supposed to look after my child ? What if I wasn’t a good mum ?

No, I would be. I was determined to be a good momma to my baby and give them everything I never had. I would work my ass off if I had to, to make sure that my child got everything they wanted or needed.

A light knock pulled me out of my reverie. « Come in, » I said loud enough for them to hear.

The door opened and Alpha walked in with a tray of food. « Mum said you wanted to talk to me, » he said.

I nodded as he took a seat on my right of the king-sized bed. « Well . . .you see, I’m sort of pregnant ? » It sounded more like a question.

« Well, that’s amazing ! Congratulations ! We have to have a part when you get better, oh my ! There’s so much to plan ! » he exclaimed. He truly looked like his mom right now.

I was shocked and slightly amused at his reaction. He wasn’t disappointed that I was pregnant, thinking that I was a whore.

This was someone who I could trust. He stuck there with me when I went into coma or sleep or whatever. He looked after me. Even though I didn’t know him that well, I knew I could trust him.