Chapter Thirty-One: Unexpected

Its been a week since we threw the L-bomb and its almost been 3 months that we've stayed together in Australia.

I never felt contented in life.

I've been sick this past few days.

Dizzy and would sometimes vomit but I knew it was nothing. Some kind of food poisoning maybe from the cream soup we've eaten a few nights ago in some restaurant.

Luke has been busy with work lately, I only see him at mornings but sometimes he would surprise me by getting off work early and give me cute little treats like a rose or a cake. Anything that he feels like giving me.

He was aware that I'm really sick so he called off work today so he could take care of me. Even if I already told him millions of times that I'm fine and there is nothing to worry about.

I feel like a mess and a slob at the moment, a little embarrassed that Luke gets to see me sick.

I would sometimes faint and it really made him worried. I don't even go out of the house to explore but I guess I'm not really into the outdoors as of the moment.

"The doctor will be here in a few, babe. Just rest. We've been so busy lately that you're stressing yourself too much. Are you sure you don't need anything?" He asks, sitting on my side of the bed as he look at me. He looks really worried and I don't like it one bit. I'm holding him back from work.

I shook my head, "I'm fine. You have me on bed arrest so I have no complains." I laughed.

He kissed me but I pulled away as soon as his lips pressed against mine.

"Luke, I'm sick you'll get infected too-"

"But you being naked while on bed arrest sounds so hot I can't contain myself-" He digs his lips on my collar bone and down my neck.

"You'll catch a bug too. I don't want that to happen." I tried pushing him away but he just wouldn't budge. He continued leaving his marks on my neck.

"I want to get sick too if you are. We will always be in this together." I laughed at his witty comment.

I finally gave in, letting him hover on top of me, as soon as I took his shirt off and things were getting heated up, there was a knocking on our door.

He pulled up groaning and complaining and cursing.

I laughed at him for being so childish and threw a pillow at him before he descend the stairs.

A few minutes came and he was back, together with a doctor trailing behind him.

"How are you feeling today, Miss Tatum?" The doctor with a white beard exclaimed, he looked like Santa Claus..only thinner and taller.

"I've been fainting a lot lately and I don't know its weird." I laughed sitting up and resting my back against the headboard. Luke sat beside me, holding my hand and watching carefully as the doctor which was named Dr. Alistair Reed do a check up on me.

He checked my breathing and etcetera. Did this and that. Asked questions which had easy answers. He kept jotting down notes.

"So, doctor..is she going to be okay? Do we have any problems or-" Luke was cut off by Dr. Reed's cough.

"I'm happy to say that she's perfectly fine and everything is normal. Congratulations to the both of you. Miss Tatum here is expecting. 3 weeks pregnant to be exact." He smiled.

My heart burned.

How..how can I be pregnant? This is wrong. I can't be pregnant! I made sure..I made sure that-

I immediately look at Luke the expression on his face unreadable.

He asked the doctor to talk with him in private and they both walked downstairs, I'm so shock that I couldn't even speak.

This shouldn't be happening.

Pregnant.

I'm pregnant!

I'm going to have a baby?

I'm going to be a mom?

Suddenly, I heard the door open and close again followed by footsteps against the hard wood of the stairs.

Luke walked in nostrils flaired and he looks like he was ready to explode.

"Luke uh-I..."

"Pregnant?!" He shouted which caused my heart to jump.

I didn't expect him to react like this, why is he mad?

"How could you be fucking careless?! You were drinking pills! How could this happen?! Tell me!" He slammed his hand on the vanity mirror, causing it to shatter into pieces. His hands bleeding, dripping on the floor.

I'm scared. He shouldn't be mad. I can feel myself hyperventilating my eyes stinging with tears. This is the first time I've seen him this furious.

"I took them...I took those pills but not the ones given by the doctor, I exchanged them with morning after pills. Every time we would-"

"Why the fuck will you do that?! That's fucking stupid!"

"I was scared..the doctor said that I'll have a h-hard time having a k-kid in the future if I use those pills so I settled for the a-after pills."

He shook his head, tears streaming down his face. He looked so vulnerable and it hurt me, I tried standing up but my legs felt like noodles I can't walk.

"And look where we are now...are you even ready for this?" His words hurt me.

I am if you are.

I knew I wanted a family with him but why is he being this way, doesn't he want to build a family together with me and live happy? Are we just going to settle being like this? We'd just fuck and fuck? I don't understand.

I don't understand anything at all.

"When I said I wanted to runaway with you. I meant only you..not with a package..not like this." He sighed before walking away.

My heart hurts and I felt numb. I heard the front door open and close. He left me.

After all we've been through he just left me because of what? Is he afraid of being a father?

What happened to what he just said a few minutes ago?

"We will always be in this together."

*

Three days passed and Luke still hasn't come home. I'm beginning to be worried and really scared. I would wake up very early in the morning to just vomit. I eat anything and I would just vomit it all.

I feel like I have bulimia not a baby inside me.

I started loosing weight and the bags under my eyes are now prominent.

I can't help but cry and I cry.

I tried calling him but he wouldn't answer. I called his office but his secretary would say that he hasn't been to work for days.

I have nothing left in me, no energy and no hope.

I'm just really scared and broken.

I imagined things in my head how I wanted him to react about all of this.

What if he hugged me so tightly when the doctor said I was pregnant?

What if his face lightened up and tell me that he'll take care of me and his baby no matter what?

What if we would stay up late all night and just talk about what kind of parents were going to be?

Or what would our baby will be? A boy or a girl? Could it be twins? What would we name him or her?

Are we going to get married and start a new life?

My heart is crumbling inside my chest, I was expecting and imagining things that didn't happen. He left me. He fucking left me..alone and scared with no way to contact him and I have no idea what to do.

Am I going to be a young fucked up mother?

I don't understand anything but I want to. It hurts. Everything hurts.

I curled up in a ball on bed and just layed there..crying. Something I've been good at these past few days.

Crying my heart out, stressing myself.

I'm so lost. And weak. I don't know what to do or who to call.

I didn't want to bother Kate. I promised her I can handle things but I guess I was wrong.

Calum wouldn't help either. I'll just feel bad.

Did I do something awfully wrong? Besides running away?

Maybe I should've just married Calum? Maybe I should just go back.

No, no..my mother wouldn't accept me. Now that I'm knocked up. Who knows what she can do. I can't go back.

But it hurts. Everyting hurts.

I cried and cried and it still hurts.

I want him back. I want him to be with me and tell me it's going to be alright, that we'll be alright. That he loves me no matter what. I want to feel him again, his touch, his warmth, his love.

I'm so lost without him.

Is it wrong that I'm so dependent on him because I was used to him being by my side every step of the way?

Now he's gone, I have no idea where he is or if he's even coming back.

My eyes hurt from all the crying but I just couldn't stop. I wanted to stop my tears but it wouldn't.

It just..hurt, in every possible way it can.

Is it possible to die of a broken heart?

I wanted to die but I couldn't just do that. Not if an angel is sleeping soundly inside of me.

I couldn't bring myself to do something idiotic than this.

I still can't believe that I'm with a child.

I took the pills I took some but I stopped and used morning after pills instead.

I can't believe what's happening. One minute we were up in the clouds then now I'm being dragged down to hell.

I just can't stop thinking why he left me. I know I did something wrong but this is a child, a baby, a human being were talking about. Our baby is his flesh and blood. How can he not see that as a gift or something?!

My heart jumped out of my chest when I heard banging on the door.

Wait. Who could it be?

I sat right up. I was silent. I waited for another knock.

After a few minutes there it was again.

He's back! He's back!

Jesus, I don't care if he gutted me when he left all I know is that I can forgive him and we could go through all of this.

I made my way to the stairs, wiping my tear stained cheeks.

He came back for me. All the loathing and the hate I was feeling was a waste.

I shook my head and smiled.

I guess everything is going to work out after all.

I walk my way towards the door an smile plastered on my face.

My eyes widened and I felt a hand slap my face. I felt the sting and the pain as soon as my heart stopped beating.

I'm crushed. I felt like the world stopped and I was done for.

"M-mother?"

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#QOTD

MandaBB: will calum and cassie get back together?

Answer: I guess you guys will find out soon xx