I don't remember walking to bed last night. But I remember jumping out of it and running to the living room. I left Xander all alone and was afraid. I didn't want him to touch me. I felt dirty and wanted to escape. I could not bring myself to tell him about all the things that happened to me a month ago. looking around, I the gray walls dominated the area, the curtains were drawn and the sun was shining directly into the room. I didn't want to look at it directly, I placed my hands over my forehead but the rays of the sun still reached me,
I closed my eyes and flickered them again. Stretching my hands, Xander was not around. I bet he already went to work and left me here. What, was I expecting him to stay here? He had other things to do rather than sleep around up to this time. My stomach growled, I placed my hands over it but I didn't feel like standing up. I will cook later but not now.
Maybe I should sleep a little bit and wake up later. This will make me feel better. Pulling the covers, the bedroom door opened. I quickly looked at the door and Xander walked in. He was in boxers. No shirt, no trousers. His hair was all over the place making him look sexier. He strode towards me, I could feel my thighs slide against each other. Is it cold or I am the one thinking otherwise? He smiled, "you are done looking?" I turned my head away, I didn't want to look at him more. He is tempting but I need to keep these thoughts to myself.
"No, I was looking at the juice in your hands." He had a tray in his hands. Looking keenly, all I could see was the glass that had yellow liquid, guess it was mango juice. I couldn't see the other content, but the closer he moved, the more I could feel the smell of scrambled eggs hitting my nose. My stomach growled loudly, Xander stopped in the middle and let looked at me. I avoided him. This was embarrassing. He placed the tray on the bedside stool.
He crawled into bed and brought his face towards me. I wanted to run away but h trapped me with his arms. "Where do you think you are going to?" I didn't know what to say. I couldn't run out with his arms restraining me. I can't lie that I want to use the washroom because I have nothing in my belly. Feeling trapped, I tried to hold his arms that were on the sides but I couldn't pull them out. I crawled back and hit my head on the wall, "ouch," I groaned. Xander raised his hands and hit the wall before rubbing the area I had hit.
I loved the way his chest is moving up and down. The chest I laid my head on and slept like a baby. Kendra does enjoy a lot of this. My finger wanted to trail his chest but I restrained them. The fragrance of his body was filling my nostril and the once sweet masculine scent which was drawing me towards him, made me feel like puking up! I wanted to push him away. Wait, why am I feeling like this all of a sudden?
I shook my head, this fragrance was too much and I wanted to push him away. Xander noticed my uneasiness and raised his brows looking at me, "Vee, are you okay?" I looked at him and feigned a smile. Once I opened my mouth, some sour liquid was already in my mouth and it forced itself out on his chest!
"Vee!" he shouted looking at me, quickly, I was back to my sense, I had puked on him, and I had poured my guts on him. "Xa...Xand...." I couldn't finish calling his name, I felt another one coming up my throat and quickly, I jumped to the toilet and placed my head in the toilet. I felt like I was pouring my throat out. I didn't know why I was vomiting yet I don't feel any pain. My stomach was growling some second ago, right now, I am forcing my throat to remove something from my belly that is not there.
I heard Xander's footsteps coming toward the bathroom. I had done my first round on him. This was not going to be good. He pushed the door and walked in. I wanted to raise my head but the third blow couldn't allow me to do that, Xander held my hair and rubbed my back as I poured everything into the toilet bowl.
"It's okay, baby, just let it out," his comforting voice echoed throughout the toilet. I was comforted and I quickly poured everything. Done with the third round, my body couldn't hold itself anymore. I felt weak, I couldn't even hold my head on the toilet seat. Xander held me tightly and calmed me down. He had wiped off the puke. I felt a bit cold, a little shivering, Xamder helped me to the bed where he wrapped me in sheets. He quickly closed all the windows and came back to the bed. Suddenly I was hot all over again. He quickly peeled off the sheets and opened the windows again.
"What's going on, Vee?" he asked rubbing my back as he rocked me like a baby back and forth. I don't know what is happening. Maybe I have malaria. It's something common to happen to someone and maybe today the mosquito decided to feed on me. I wanted to say something but he quickly grabbed the phone from the bedside table and called someone. "The doctor is on the way. Do you want to eat while you wait for her?"
The doctor? I rarely go to the hospital, unless it's serious. The last time I visited a hospital, I was six years old. I have never been there unless I was forced to the IVF. Today, I get to have a home doctor. That's amazing. I wanted to be excited but I couldn't be. I looked at the eggs that I had salivated to have but I didn't feel like eating them, "let's wait for the doctor to come, I will eat them later."
Xander nodded and closed the tray. He sat with me, watching me as if I might disappear out of his sight any second. His eyes pierced me. I felt awful for what I did to him. I didn't want to do that. "Xander, I am sorry." he looked at me and shook his head. I know I had messed up but Xander just smiled back, "it's not your fault. It will get better, okay?"
I was overwhelmed but I didn't want to show it. Xander knew how to be calm with everyone. He didn't shoot at me, he didn't get mad. I curled up and sighed. I don't know what is happening either.
The doorbell rang and Xander kissed my forehead before answering it. He walked in with the doctor. This is a new doctor, not the one who helped me through my IVF. She smiled at me and I smiled back. I was a little embarrassed. I bet she thinks that Xander and I were busy rubbing our bodies together behind his pregnant wife.
"How are you feeling, young lady?" asked the doctor. I couldn't ask her name. I wanted to ask her name though. I looked around and Xander nodded for me to go ahead. I tried my best to explain to her how I was doing. She took some tests and asked me to pee in a bottle.
"The is not comfortable, the hole is too small," Xander protested when the doctor gave me a bottle to pee in. Why would I pee in the bottle in the first place?
"Xander, stop winning, you want her to pee in your mouth?" My checks warmed up listening to her say that. As much as it was disgusting it came out funny. "Jeez, Willa, you could have looked for a bigger thing," complained Xander. "She will do it, don't disturb." said the doctor. Xander helped me to the washroom.
"What are you doing here?" he was still standing looking at me. I need to collect my pee and I can't do it with him standing next to me like this. "I need to make sure. You don't fall in the toilet," he said with his hands on his chest looking at me. I widened my eyes looking at him. He was ridiculous, I can't fall into the toilet because it's a small role.
"Can you please, let me pee, I can't pee with someone standing in front of me." he looked at me. He wanted to say something but I gave him my puppy looks and he went outside. Peeing inside the bottle wasn't easy. Most of the pee was dripping on my hands and I couldn't get it inside the bottle. Luckily, I managed to trap some. Done with everything, I wiped my hands. Xander was standing there, he grabbed the bottle, with some pee on the outside. It looks like he doesn't care. He shook the bottle and smiled at me, "damn, you got some of it in." I felt embarrassed but I was happy I had some.
He gave the bottle to the doctor. The doctor looked between him and me and shook her head. Xander hit her head gently and carried me back to bed. The doctor did the test while Xander and I stayed in bed waiting for her to be done.
"You going to be okay," Xander was trailing my cheeks. I wanted to look at him but the embarrassment on my face made it hard to look at him. I looked down. I didn't know what was wrong, but I know it was nothing to be alarmed about. I nodded and he hugged me tightly. I needed it. For once I didn't want to think about my problems. The door was knocked and the doctor walked in. I wanted to pull myself away from Xander but he was not having any of it.
"What is it?" asked Xander. The doctor was smiling while looking at me. I didn't know what she had under his sleeve. Her smile was genuine though.
"As for you guys, I only have good news," she said. I looked over at Her and then at Xander. Looks like Xander was eager to know everything. "Go ahead," Xander urged her.
"You are pregnant, isn't that incredible?" shouted Willa.
"What?" shouted Xander.
My heart sank, the rape, the guys who assaulted me, I am carrying a rapist baby! This can't be! I need to keep this together.
"What?" I feigned a shock. I knew Xander and I never slept together and I couldn't get pregnant, so, the only true thing was I had a rapist baby!
"What? You guys are acting surprised as if you haven't been rubbing on each other," said Dr. Willa. Xander and I looked at each other. One of us was lying and it was me. I looked at Xander but I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth. How will he look at me? He would think I wanted to be pregnant so much that I had to force myself on some men to have their way with me so that I can trap him.
"We haven't rubbed on each other, Willa, Vee, you better tell me where that came from!"
My body went cold, my heart pounded loudly. I was shivering, Xander was cold and Willa stood there looking at me.
"Xander, remember when you told me what you did to her? You rubbed yourself on her and poured your sperm on her, what were you expecting? She will get pregnant!" shouted Willa.
My heart slowed down but I knew I was still in his trouble. That may be true or it might be false. I can be pregnant from the rapist or Xander's act.
I wanted to say something but Xander walked back to me, he laughed looking at me, he was mad just some second ago. He was mad that I had gotten pregnant and it was not his. I hugged him back knowing very well that I wasn't sure whose baby I was carrying.
Shit, this is fucked up!