Charlie's POV
I kept myself together until Thomas left the room and then I ran to the bathroom to throw up, the food was very good but very rich and decadent and I was having a hard time processing the food. I brushed my teeth and got in the tub. I thought the bath in the captain's quarters were amazing, but this was next level with the jets on full blast and the tub was so big I could literally float in it.
I finally got into the warm bed and my body melted into the mattress, I quickly fell asleep from pure exhaustion just to wake up in the middle of the night. I had been dreaming of Thomas bloody and under the bush, it was a nightmare that plagued my sleep for a little while after it happened, but it went away because he always pulled me tight to his body. I sat up covered in sweat and felt sick, I had to run to the bathroom and throw up Okay this time I hadn't even eaten anything. Maybe I got a parasite. I cleaned myself and went back to the bed, I laid for at least an hour before I finally decided to go to Thomas' room and knock lightly.
The door swung open and without hesitation his arms were around me pulling me into his room. He lifted my body to him and my feet dangled over his as he held me tightly. The warmth from his body and his strong hands around me gave me butterflies in my stomach and I felt a surge of desire which snapped me back to reality and I pushed on his shoulders as he slowly released me to the ground. I pulled back to see his eyes red, seeing as he wasn't an over emotional man, I assumed it was lack of sleep.
"I am having a hard time sleeping, I was wondering if I could sleep with you tonight." He didn't say a word, he just took my hand and led me to the bed. We laid down and he cradled my body with his and we fell asleep almost instantly. Before we knew it, it was morning, and Tiff was jumping at the end of the bed like a 4-year-old which was quite funny to see seeing as how she was 17: WAKE UP YOU TWO! She yelled out as the bed bounced and me and Thomas with it. He yelled at her and she jumped off the bed: Well hurry up, mom has a whole brunch for you guys, get dressed up, Charlie I laid out some clothes for you in um… your room. She winked and ran out.
The motion of the bed bouncing makes me feel sick and once again I jumped up and ran to the bathroom puking in the toilet. He followed in after me with a concerned look on his face: Thats it, I don't care what you say, I'm taking you to the Dr. to be seen, something isn't right, and I don't think it's the food.
That's when I realized that while we lost track of time, I also lost track of my period. The truth was I actually couldn't remember the last time I had one. I was deep in thought and my face must have shown it because Thomas brought me back to the present: What is it?
"Nothing!"
"No Charlie I know that look and you just realized something, what is it? You know I won't stop asking until you tell me" He gave me the same smile I had given him, but I couldn't bring myself to smile back.
"I… I think I'm" I couldn't bring myself to say the words so instead I said: I don't remember when my last period was.
His brows raised and small smile appeared on his lips: Your pregnant?
"That's not what I said"
"I'll send Henry to get some tests, he will be discreet, he's my driver so he won't say a word to anyone" I nodded my head, and he kissed my forehead and left the room. I went to my room and got dressed and as I was finishing up, he returned dressed and ready to escort me down to brunch. As we walked down the steps, I could hear what sounded like at least 50 people talking and buzzing but I was wrong, the second we turned the corner into a large room only to be described as a ballroom there were actually more like 100 people buzzing about until they saw us and the room went quiet. We only heard murmuring that is until a very loud wail came from the center of the room. A woman came running toward us, she had strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes, her nose slightly pointed as if she had a nose job. Her body was slender, and she wore elegant clothes but for a 50-year-old when she really looked to be in her late 20's to early 30's: Oh Thomas, my dear, dear Thomas.
Her arms flung around his neck pushing him backwards as his hand was ripped from mine by the sheer force of her flinging herself into his arms. He stood with his arms at his sides not accepting the embrace which I thought was quite comical until he said her name: Hello Tillie!
I felt my face heat as the anger I felt rose, I promised I would give him time to tell her so I couldn't say anything. I just stood there and watched as she ignored his body language and kept hanging onto him, I leaned forward for a split second till I felt Tiff grab my hand and I looked at her. She smiled knowingly and whispered: Don't worry I hate her too.
Her comment made me giggle which caused Tillie peel herself away from his body long enough to turn towards me, she looked at me as if she pitied me which only made me angrier, I knew that was most likely her desired effect so I smiled in return as her sickly-sweet tone came into my ears: You must be Charlotte!
"Charlie actually" I could see Thomas' face light up behind her and a small chortle come from his lips causing her to look back in his direction for a moment.
"You must be so relieved to be home or will be when you get home. Elaine said you're leaving after brunch?"
Thomas stepped forward: She's leaving when she wants to leave, she saved my life.
She smiled sweetly before saying: Well, if you saved my fiancés life then of course you should stay as long as you want, or is it need?
She didn't wait for a reply she just took his arm and tried to guide him away but when he didn't move, she just let go and moved on talking to different people in the room
He walked over to me as Tiff let my arm and walked away to give us privacy: Charlie I'm sorry, I had no idea what my mother was planning.
"I won't stand by and be degraded by your slut of a fiancé"
"Charlie can we do this in private?" His face was stern and all I could see was the man on the boat, the one who was callous, and I felt like my heart was breaking.
"I'm going to the room. Let me know when Henry is back so he can take me home please"
I sat in the room waiting when Thomas burst through the door with a brown paper bag in his hand, he handed it to me and although I wanted to fight him on it, I wanted to leave right then and there, I also needed to know. I went into the bathroom and took out all three tests, my breathing was labored as the anxiety of the situation rose. I peed on all three tests and set them on the counter next to the timer. I walked out to see Thomas's elbows on his knees and his fingers interlaced on his forehead as he waited for me, he looked so stressed, and I felt a pull to comfort him, but my dignity wouldn't allow it. I sat down and sighed alerting him to my presence, making him stand to attention.
He took a few steps toward me but turned back to the bed and sat down: Charlie? If you are pregnant, what do you want to do?
"If you're asking if I want to get an abortion the answer is no, I could never do that' and I wouldn't want to" He let out a sigh of relief, but I still couldn't bring myself to look at him.
The timer went off and we both jumped up and turned the timer off and held the tests in my hands turning around to find him standing only a step from me. As I my eyes started to drift down to my hands, he covered the tests with a hand and put a hand on my stomach and said: Charlie I… I know I can be hard to read...
He cleared his throat giving me gave me the chance to interrupt: I didn't think you were hard to read on the island, I thought you were in love with me, the way I'm in love with you but now, you're like a completely different man, right back to the one I met before we left on that cruise. In all fairness to you, you never did say you love me so I guess I should be so upset. If I'm pregnant, we'll be friends, and we will raise our child together and we will love it. You will marry Tillie Macnbitch and I will be married to the restaurant I open.
I looked down at the tests in my hands.