Chapter 34

I still can’t believe I have a mole on my breast, it's already been a month but, I still didn’t find that mole. I think he lied to me about the mole. I even asked him so many times, all he did was just winking and kissing. I will take revenge on him. I will find a secret spot on his body and will tease him.

“Still looking for the mole?” I saw him through mirror.

“Very funny, I know that you were lying” he hugged me from behind. He placed his head on my shoulder and arms around my stomach.

“Why would I lie, Mrs. First” he kissed my cheek

“Who knows” I rolled my eyes

“What if I show you?”

“First show me then, I’ll think Mr. First”

“Sure?”

“Of course”

“Don’t worry I’ll take my own compensation” he winked. He is playing with his words again. He always does that. His arms slowly moved up to my breast, he held my two breasts, each with one hand and pressed them with a naughty smile.

“I know, you won’t show, move I am getting late and I have to get ready for the office” I tried to get out of his captive but, he tightened his grip.

“Look” he showed my left breast. I didn’t see anything

“Look in the mirror” he moved me closer to the mirror and expanded the area between areola and nipple with his thumb and forefinger.

“Did you see that?” there is nothing. I looked at him; he pressed with his other finger in between and showed. There is a small dot, don’t be kidding

“Yes that is it”

“It is so tiny”

“Yes” It is almost invisible.

“But how did you find that?”

“Because I can” he winked. Oh yeah he has control over them so he can.

“When did you find that?”

“On our first meet, I even thought you had breast cancer”

“What??!!” What the fuck is he saying?

“Usually people with moles on breast do have breast cancer, but thankfully you don’t”

“How did you know that?”

“I asked the doctor”

“When?”

“Why are you so curious?”

“Are you kidding Mr. First, today I found the mole which I have been searching for one month and at the same time you are saying that people with a mole on their breast have breast cancer, what do you think my mind will be going through?”

“Fine, I've asked a specialist that night itself, he said in rare cases women do have birth marks there”

“So you just asked” he nodded “No tests, nothing”

“Yes”

“Okay then, today I will find an Oncologist and will go through the tests”

“Fine” he rolled his eyes. How can he be so irresponsible, I know we were not in any relation but, what if I am positive?

We are in the car going to my office, but my head is still in the cancer thought. What if I have breast cancer, how can I feed my child, what will happen to him?

“Don’t over think Elena” I fake smiled, but inside I’m freaking.

“I’ll ask the Oncologist and will take an appointment” he caressed my hand, I half smiled but I am tensed. What if I’m positive with cancer? What should I do? What about the baby? I know he is going to be a good father but, how is baby going to live without a mother, if my condition is severe.

I can’t get rid of that thought of cancer. I even searched in internet about breast cancer, they mentioned about the age, but in rare cases women above 20 and below 30 do have chances of getting cancer. I can’t give a chance. He said he got an appointment at 5:30 but, I really am tensed.

“Are you sure you want to see a doctor?”

“Yes” I narrowed my eyes. Has he gone mad?

“Fine come let’s meet him” we went inside a hospital, it doesn’t look like one. It is more like a home than a hospital. A tall man dressed in doctor’s attire came to us with a smile on his face

“Hello Mr. Powell “

“Doctor Jerry” they shook their hands

“You must be Elena” he smiled, I smiled back but, of course Mr. First must have told him.

“Please come in” he leaded us to a room. I think it is his room, cool. We sat on the visitor’s chair

“So tell me Elena, what are the doubts you have?”

“I had a mole on my breast”

“Hmm, okay”

“I think I have breast cancer” he laughed

“How old are you?”

“23” said Mr. First; doctor turned his eyes to him

“Do you have a lump near that mole?”

“No she don’t” Mr. First again, has he gone mad, why is he answering those?

“Do you feel pain near that mole?”

“No” Mr. First again, I kicked his leg

“What?” he said

“Jake I think I should be the one answering” I hissed in his ear

“I know them better than you” Fuck! Did he just say that, before the doctor, I slowly turned my eyes to the doctor he is smiling. I hit him with my elbow and narrowed my eyes

“Mr. Powell said you are pregnant” I nodded “How many months?”

“15 weeks” I kicked him hard, when will he let me answer?

“I think she should answer Mr. Powell”

“Fine” he raised his hands, I smiled to his reaction.

“So, now tell me Elena, why do you think so, you are young“

“I heard that in rare cases women under 30, have a chance of getting cancer” he laughed

“So you want to get tested and get cleared” I nodded. He called someone. A middle aged woman came into the room “Go with her Elena, she will do some basic test on you” he smiled “she is 15 weeks” he said to that lady and turned to Mr. First “Am I right Mr. Powell” he laughed. See, he even finds it as a joke, she took me to a room. I got changed into the dress she gave and it is damn open, she made me sleep on the bed, asked me on which breast I have a mole, I showed her. She did some pressing, asked me if I have pain and done. I got changed back into my clothes. She went somewhere and came back. I looked at her and smiled, she smiled back. Okay this is awkward, I don’t know what to say or ask so, I went back to the doctor’s room. There they both were busy talking, doctor’s eyes meet mine and he smiled.

“Hi Elena” Mr. First turned back and winked, what the hell is he doing, we are in the hospital and in here, he is doing these funky things. I narrowed my eyes and sat beside him.

“Everything is fine dear, you are negative” thank god so I don’t have to worry.

“I’ve already told her doc, she didn’t believe me so, I brought her here” Doctor laughed

“Don’t worry Elena it happens, that too you are pregnant, you have to be careful. We can’t take a chance” he smiled. See, he too thinks the same. He asked me to have healthy food and they talked about the cancer and concern, don’t know why.

“So Mr. Powell would you like to meet them, now?”

“No doc, next time” What? Who? “Thank you doc” Mr. First shook his hands with him, he smiled

“Thank you doctor” I said. I really am thankful, cleared my doubts and most importantly negative.

“Any time dear” he said with a smile, I smiled back and we started.