Eliza's Pov
"Hello," I say into the phone, Doctor Stevens has been calling to check on me throughout the week. I appreciated it but it also was beginning to seem like an intrusion.
"Eliza, are you coming to the hospital today?"
I sigh and fidget.
I told Lincoln I was going to see my brother today and he let me stay from work. I don't want him to know I am weak and tired most of the time.
"Yes, does he need anything?" I ask, referring to Nick. He is awake and better now.
In a few days he will be back to our apartment and I will explain to him that my good boss forced me to stay with him.
Abandonment issues!!
"No. You can get a change of clothes and he's asking for his drawing pad or something." Doctor Steven says and I stamp my feet in anger.
His drawing pad is back home and I was on the other side of town.
"Okay, I'd bring them." I lie and he cuts the call.
He was showing me kindness and I appreciate it, but even the mere thought of entertaining it would have Lincoln on his trail and he will make sure to destroy him and all he stands for.
I dress up and pick up the overnight bag I packed for Nick on the night Lincoln kidnapped me to his place.
"Well isn't this cozy," I mutter as I walk out of his mansion, I can't even take a stand and say what I want.
"I always have to do his bidding"
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I get to the hospital and I'm immediately nauseous.
I have a strong aversion to the smell of medicine and sick people but who is going to take care of Nick?
My phone beeps and I check it, it was from Lincoln.
'I miss you too much, don't run away.' I smile, it sounds like an affectionate message at the same time like an order.
Typical Linc, sweet and sour, weird is, I like both sides.
I decide to see Doctor Steven first so I take the elevator to the second floor, I'm oddly tired.
I walk into the office and luckily enough he is there, but he is having his break.
"Hello," I greet and his head pops up from his sandwich.
"Hi, Eliza, I was just going to call you"
"From inside the Sandwich?" I tease and he laughs.
"You will be surprised how much a sandwich can do. Have your seat please" I am already clutching the chair and I gently settled in it.
I am dizzy and there is a nagging pain in my lower abdomen as I settle l, I wince in pain.
"Are you okay?" Doctor Steven asks and I nod.
"What is his condition? When can we go home?" I ask him, immediately changing the topic.
"Well, he will be home in less than a week now. He is quite unstable and I suspect he has nightmares though he wouldn't admit it. You should probably keep an eye on him."
"That's a relief. Nick is strong, he would always fight past it." I say proudly, we have been through so much and we deserve peace for once in our lives.
"That's great. You can go see him now, don't stress him too much." He advises and takes a drink from his mug.
"Thank you Doctor Steven." I say honestly, he has been a good help but I overlook it because of how irritable I have become recently.
"And Liza, you should probably take that test," he comments and I get up abruptly, I don't want to remain under his scrutiny, because he may confirm my biggest fear.
My head spins and then I see black.
*****
My lashes flutter open and I'm staring into doctor Stevens face.
"She's awake!" He shouts to someone and I realize I'm on a hospital bed.
"What happened?" I manage to ask, the lights are too bright, the noise too loud.
"You passed out, we had your blood taken and some tests are ongoing" he tells me and just then a nurse comes in, carrying along a finder.
She hands it over to a doctor Steven and I sit up just as he opens the file.
"What does the report say?" I ask him.
My subconscious is screaming out something unimaginable but I want to hear it from him.
"Eliza, when was the last time you used the pill?" He finally asks and I know it's over for me.
"Ermm, I actively used it a month before this but, I use protection." I say. Well, aside from that night when we hadn't.
"Well, congratulations Liza. You're pregnant. One month pregnant," Doctor Steven announces and I can swear I black out again.
"That's not possible, I can't be pregnant" I argue and just as I do I relay the words Lincoln said just a few weeks back.
'Are you still on the pill?'
'Yes, why do you keep asking that?'
'Better safe than sorry.'
What was I going to do?
"It is very much true and confirmed. Congratulations," he says but I can see the look of disappointment in his eyes.
I don't care about him or what he has to think, what is Lincoln to do when he finds out?
"Don't tell me congratulations!" I snap at him and he quickly exits the room. Leaving me to my misery and confusion.
I have made a mistake.
I am following the path of a wayward person.
I want a different life for myself, a stable partner, a stable home but my dreams are all ashes now.
I am pregnant for my boss, who wants nothing other than for me to be his lover.
My phone beeps and I check, it's Lincoln checking up on me again.
'I can't wait to see you all hit and ready for me tonight.'
That is all I am to him, a sex toy and now I will prove to be even more useless when he sees I'm pregnant.
"Eliza what have you done?" I cry out loud.