Chapitre 6: Ch. 6
Three Weeks Later
"Joshy~ welcome back~" Chris said seductively.
"I'm home my adorable little babe." Josh set down his coat and suitcase on the table and embrace Chris with a kiss. "I'll get dinner ready and well maybe," Josh hands slide lower. ",We could have fun."
"After dinner." Chris kiss Josh back. Josh went to the kitchen and started cooking.
Ok if your wonder why I'm back with this asshole well it's not going to be long. It's going to be short. Really short. I needed a place to stay and the only alpha that answer my call was Josh.
"Hope you like pasta~" Josh yelled out from the kitchen.
"I love pasta!" Chris said. No I don't. I hate fucking pasta. Especially the way he makes it. Honestly he should stay away from the kitchen. Completely. I don't know how long I'm going to last. I've already lost my taste buds what more can I loose.
"Foods ready." Josh said.
Oh God I'm going to die.
"Is it good?" Josh asked.
I took a bite and tears came down. "It's goooood."
"Haha good. I've worked hard on it. Glad you like it."
Not hard enough apparently!!
We've finished our dinner and Josh began to make a move on me. I told him I wasn't feeling too good so instead I just went to bed. And in the deep of the night, the toilet was my escape from the pains of my stomach.
"God. He should never step foot in the kitchen ever again. Ugh. How can he eat that stuff. What kind of stomach does he have??? It probably died when he made his own first meal. Fuck~ my stomach." My stomach ached in pain. "Why did the maid had to leave so soon. Fucking bitch. 'It's ok' she said. 'He cooks for himself and good at it' she said." A sharp pain hits my stomach. "Say that to my stomach you bitch. Ugh!" This is bad. I've never felt this much pain before. "Argh!" Crap. I think it's really serious. I have to go to the doctor. But I don't think I could last that long. "Ah!" I have to go now. "Josh~ AH!!!"
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"Well it's a good thing you came sooner. Any longer and we would have a real situation on our hands. Your lucky."
"Not lucky enough." I said still laying down on the hospital bed. I slightly got up. "How bad is it? Should I get a doctor's note to convince him never to cook a meal again?" Chris said. The doctor laughed.
"His cooking isn't the problem." He said.
"What do you mean?" I was confused. The doctor asked Chris to sit up. The doctor was going to explain but Josh came in with an ice coffee.
"Oh good your better now. Thought you'd might want coffee." Josh said with a smile.
"Ah your here. Please sit. It's best to have two partners together for this." Josh was confused as I was. He sat down next to me. The doctor took out some papers and showed it to me.
"Congratulations. Your pregnant."
The room went silent. I didn't even take the papers that were in front of me.
"What." Chris said. Slowly taking the papers.
"Three weeks to be exact."
Josh felt uncomfortable. Chris was on his own planet yelling to himself.
How the fuck did this happen!!! Three weeks!!?? WHAT THE FUCK!!...Wait. Three weeks? That's when we....Holy fuck.
"Josh."
He signed. "Yeah."
"Do you remember our time together? On our date?" I felt myself shake. But I hold myself together. "Do you remember?"
"I remember." Josh said bluntly.
"Josh. I-"
"It's not mine."
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