Chapter 49 WORRIED
ARYAS POV
I came out of the bathroom and wanted to put on some cream as my hands were dried.
I looked into the mirror and was surprised to see my belly had already begun to grow.
Fear gripped me but also my body became weak.
I looked into the dressing mirror as I observed my belly that was beginning to swell.
I placed my hand on it as I smiled dryly while rubbing it with tears welling up in my eyes.
My door opened immediately with my mum, striding in.
“Darling food is ready. I came to call—” She stopped and gave me a closer look, scanning me from head to toe. Her eyes became worried, her lips parted and her face twisted with worry.
“Arya, are you okay?” She asked.
My face instantly became pale as I removed my hand in panic.
“Is your stomach hurting you?” She asked me again as she tried to place her hand on my stomach but I stepped back.
“N— nothing mum.” I lied.
“Arya, your stomach looks… big.” She said, making her observations.
“I, I overate.” I lied again as my blood froze.
“But your father said you haven't eaten since morning?” She pointed out, almost about to catch my lie.
“Well, I— I had snacks.” I tried to come up with something believable.
“That's alright. Make sure you come down for dinner please. You can't eat snacks all day and go to bed on it.” She said as she turned to leave, after giving me a suspicious look.
“Yes mum. I'll be right behind you.” I replied then she left and closed the door.
“Phew. That was so close.” I showered to myself as I rested my palm on the dressing table.
That was when I saw it— my face, swollen.
“Oh no! This can't be happening! I can't let pregnancy take its toil on me.”
I needed to do something fast. I needed to erase this quickly.
I looked at my face very well, it was beginning to swell up. My palms, my feet, oh no!
I felt like shouting, I trembled in fear as I picked up my phone to call Stella.
She was the only one who could understand me, the one that knew my predicament and always had solutions in her hand.
My hand was shaking as I couldn't even hold a phone properly.
“No, not this time please pick up.” I said with worry as I kept dialing her number but the call was disconnecting from the other end.
“Damn!” I threw it on the bed out of anger.
I was trembling. Cold sweats broke out on my skin.
What the hell was she doing that she couldn't pick up?
I was so angry, frustrated.
“What is she doing?? She always acts like this sometimes! When you need her she's nowhere to be found and I'm sure she has gone to get her ass fucked up!”
I was so furious.
My phone rang. I picked it up hastily, thinking she was the one but it was my mum.
I didn't pick. I knew why she was calling me so I just left the phone.
I went to my wardrobe and picked out a jacket and wore it before the mirror.
After I was sure that it was covering my stomach, I left the room.
“My princess.” My step dad called as soon as he saw me.
I forced myself to wear a smile as I walked down.
“Come and eat my darling before your food gets cold.” my step dad said as I pulled my chair and joined them at the dining.
Mum looked at me, with suspicious eyes that seemed to bore into my soul.
My feets went cold under the table as I tried to pick my fork.
I noticed how her eyes kept peeled over me.
Was she scanning me? Was she trying to check for other symptoms in me? I was so scared.
I cleared my throat as though I was choking to distract her as I coughed a bit.
My step dad gave me water to take.
I tried to eat but the food was making me want to throw up. It was too spicy and the ketchup sauce had an aroma that made my stomach sour.
I tried to force myself to eat but I couldn't as I feebled with the spoon in my hand, fetching the white rice alone.
“Arya, are you okay?” My mum asked.
My eyes popped out, surprised that she asked me that again.
Why did she keep asking if I was okay? Was she really suspecting anything?
I had to pretend to her again otherwise she would make my father suspect something.
“Mum, I'm fine.” I answered back.
“What happened darling? Does she look worried to you?” My step dad asked her as he took a spoonful of the rice.
“Sick rather.” My mum added with her eyes fixed on me.
“How does she look sick? She looks okay to me.” My step dad said and I breathed a sigh of relief softly.
“Can't you see how pale she looks?” My mum added as I looked at her with my mouth opened, about to eat.
“Mummy, I'm fine.” I added immediately before dad could say anything.
“You see? She's doing just fine.” My step dad replied.
“Please eat up. I put extra time into making this food.” My mum added.
We were in silence as mum and dad discussed work related matters.
My mind wandered to my problems. I needed to do something, otherwise sooner or later, I would be exposed.
I couldn't risk it. I couldn't risk my parents finding out that I was pregnant.
Who would I even tell them is the father? Justin? So that they will have a heart attack that I'm screwing my step brother? No way would I give my parents a sudden heart attack.
Or was it Mike? What if he denied it? Mike seemed to only love me for my pussy and not for me.
Would he even want to accept that the child was his? Mike seemed to be a villain yet, I loved him for his huge cock.
I was confused, struggling to know how to go about it.
Or maybe I should just take the advice of Stella? Maybe I should go and have an abortion? But won't it be risky for me?
I didn't know what to do. I wanted answers, I needed confirmation.
I wished I could talk to Justin right now to hear what he had to say.
Words left me perplexed.
What should I do?
“Arya.” My step dad's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
“I told you something is wrong with this girl.” I heard mum say.
“How?” I asked, wondering why she said that again.
“What are you thinking about? You seem to be in deep thoughts.” My step dad asked.
“N— nothing dad. I'm just… just thinking about Stella.” I lied as I fidgeted in my dear.
“What’s wrong with her? I thought I saw her a few days ago? Is she okay?” My mum asked with a voice laced with worry.
“I think she is… I tried her number, but she didn't pick it this evening.” I replied honestly even though it wasn't the reason why I lied but I mean, this was so true right?