Chapter 54 054
Amy's POV
It's been over two weeks since I last saw him and he has never come back to check on me. I was an idiot to think that he actually cares about me. There's no way he wouldn't have come to check on me for over two weeks just because I was angry and sent him away.
With his temper, I know he's someone that wouldn't give up just because I sent him once. He would have come back to check on me if he was indeed interested in me.
Maybe he lost interest in me because his first love was back. He just wanted to give me a reason to break up the last time, and now he got what he wanted.
This is what I wanted, right? Then why do I feel so sad about it? Why do I keep anticipating him? He messed with my feelings and I still fell in love with someone like him. I shouldn't have done this to myself.
How do I end up forgetting this? I said I was going to leave and not see him again. In reality, I just wanted him to come back to me. I was tired of acting up. I thought he would come, but he didn't. I almost went to check on him, however, my parents are not letting me out of the house.
My parents don't want me to associate with him anymore, but they don't know how deeply I'm falling for him. It's so bad that it has affected my health. I don't want to tell them how bad I feel, but these days I just can't move freely or do the things that I like. I can't eat what I want, probably because I feel heartbroken. I'm always throwing up and feeling weak, but I won't tell them anything.
Maybe if I die, they would give me a chance to go out and look for him. I don't want to be rebellious anymore; however, I don't think I can take this for long. I want to see him and ask him. I want him to say to my face that he doesn't care about me, and I will never look for him again.
I don't know if there's a circumstance that is holding him back. This is what I want to happen in my heart, but deep down I know it might not be the case. He may just be with his first love and not want to see me. Still, I want to see him to clarify things so that I can know where I stand and stop thinking about him.
"Amelia, where has your mind been? I've been calling you but you're not responding—" Stacy's voice came through my mind, but she stopped talking when she saw my state.
"Goodness! What is wrong with you, Amelia? Why do you look so pale and weak? Does your family know something is wrong with you?" she rushed to ask me.
I shook my head. "They don't know anything, and I don't want them to know. I want to die so they can pick up my dead body."
She gasped, immediately covering my mouth. "Stop saying such unlucky words! You're not going to die just because they won't let you see Damien. I shouldn't have told you about your feelings. Since you found out you fell in love with Damien, you completely changed."
I don't know when tears started to roll down my eyes. I felt so useless and miserable. I was frustrated with everything happening around me. Why is everyone doing this to me? They don't even celebrate the fact that I got my wolf, and now they won't let me out.
It's not as if I can't break out if I want to—I'm just too scared of what I will face when I get out. I don't want to face the truth. Maybe I just want to continue living in a lie that I made up by myself to escape this pain that I feel inside.
"What should I do now, Stacy?"
She sighed. "First of all, you need to get better. Let me get you a doctor or, better still, take you to the hospital. I can help you get out this once, but we can't go to see Damien."
I was so excited the moment I heard that she would take me out. My parents will definitely let me go with her since I haven't been out with her for a long time. I immediately got up, still feeling weak. I went to get myself some clothes.
"Let's start going immediately. We still have a lot of time before we come back," I said to her.
"I can't believe you," she said in disbelief. "You're actually so willing to go out just so you could use this excuse to see him? That jerk wouldn't even come to see you, and you want to see him?"
I disagreed with her. "You don't understand what I'm trying to do. I just want to confirm some things for the last time, and this is my only opportunity."
She looked at me for a moment, probably having different thoughts in her head. I'm very sure she has called me a fool so many times, but it doesn't matter—as long as I can see him. I don't know how I became so desperate to the extent that I'm the one trying to save the enemy who has only done nothing but humiliate me every single time we meet.
"Fine. I'm going to take you out, and I'll explain to the guards. But this is the last time I'm doing you this favor. You should go to the hospital first," she told me.
I hugged her with a smile. "Thank you, Stacy. You're the best."
This mansion is heavily guarded, and I can't wait to get out of here. Once we got to the door, we were not allowed to go out at first, but Stacy called my dad on the phone.
Because they were not at home, my dad told them to let us go as long as Stacy would watch me. We got into her car, and she drove straight to the pack hospital. Though I would have preferred she took me to the Flaming Moon Pack.
"I'll wait right here for you to get your examination done."
I nodded. "Thank you, Stacy."
I went to see the doctor, who had various tests done on me, including the pregnancy test. I didn't understand why he was getting that done on me when what I explained to him was different. There's no way I would have symptoms of pregnancy anyway.
But I guess I was wrong. When the test came out, the only thing that was wrong with me was that I was pregnant. I didn't know how to feel about it because it felt like the doctor was saying nonsense to my ears. Probably he was just trying to scare me.
"Are you serious about this? Perhaps this is not my test and you guys made a mistake. Why don't you check it again?" I asked the doctor.
He shook his head. "I'm telling you the truth, you're indeed pregnant."
"What? This can't be! This absolutely cannot be true!" I shouted to the extent that Stacy ran into the room.
"Amy, are you okay? What's going on?" she asked, looking from me to the doctor. "Doctor, what happened to her?"
The doctor gave Stacy my test results, which I refused to take from him. She slowly looked at it until her expression changed. Then she looked at me in confusion and back at the doctor.
"Is this the real result? Are you sure about this?" Stacy asked the doctor.
He nodded his head. "I'm telling the truth. She's really pregnant. I don't know why you both don't believe me. You can go to another hospital to test it if you want."
I didn't want to argue anymore, so I stood up and started walking away. But Stacy held me back and talked to the doctor. I wasn't fully listening, but I knew she was asking the doctor to keep my secret and not tell anyone about my pregnancy. Stacy's family also has influence in this pack, so he will most likely listen to her if he doesn't want to be in trouble.
"I hope you will keep this confidential and also be professional. If we hear anything about it outside, you're going to have problems," she threatened the doctor. "Also, you have been someone my family knows for a very long time. I hope you can do me this help."
He nodded. "You didn't have to threaten me at first. I'm not an idiot. I'm a doctor, and I will keep the secret no matter what it takes."
"Thank you, doctor. We will take our leave now." She grabbed the test results and left with me.
I was in a daze as I walked. What's going to happen with me now? I'm carrying Damien's child and he hasn't contacted me for days. Doesn't that mean my child and I will be abandoned?