The CEO's true love

Ch.4

Evelyn p.o.v

     It's been about a week and I'm still feeling absolutely gross. I've puked almost every day and nothing seems to be doing the trick to stop it. Food also just sounds absolutely vile and I'm basically living off of crackers, toast and water. But at least I'm not alone, you guessed it he still has not left my place. He goes to work and then comes back over like it's the most normal thing in the world.

"Hey Eve, I was in the bathroom and I accidentally knocked over bin and I notice your running low on your lady products." " want me to stop and get some?" He yells from the back of my apartment.

" Um no I should be fine, but thanks for asking" i let out a small chuckle as I see him walk out with the box of tampons, shaking them up and down.

I go to grab my phone to check my period app to see when it should be coming. Thus is when I realized I'm actually two weeks late. I felt my heart sink into the pit of my stomach so fast that I had no time react. tears started to fall down my face as I realized how stupid I truly have been. I'm a nurse for crying out loud I should have realized it. I didn't notice Damien standing in front of me. "hey, is everything okay? why are you crying" he comes over to kneel down in front of me.

" Oh nothing I just have a really bad headache" I say as the wave him off and stand up and wrap my blanket around me. " could you do me a favor and when you go out could you get some Tylenol I'm pretty sure I'm all out of it here".  looking back at him " yeah I'm actually gonna head out now, ill pick up some while I'm out". he turns around to grab his keys and slips his shoes on and gives me one more look with worry in his eyes before he heads out the door.

after I hear the door shut and the footsteps dissipate, I turn and run towards my bathroom throwing bins to the floor trying to find the extra pregnancy tests I've taken from the hospital. once I finally found one I rip open the package and immediately get myself ready. after I do what I need to I cover the test and wait the 3 minutes before I look. at this point I'm shaking, I have no clue what I'm going to do if I'm pregnant. I know I have a stable job and can technically afford it but I'm not married or barely consider myself in a relationship with the man who has most definitely fathered this child.

Beep...beep...beep

my phones going off letting me know the excruciating 3 minutes are over, I'm beyond nervous to the point My hands are shaking so badly I can barely grab the paper that sits on top of the test. I carefully rip up the paper from the top and the two brightest pink lines I've ever seen are on the test.

I'm pregnant.... no I'm seriously pregnant. I grab the test to get a better look and I slump to the floor. . .

"Maybe just maybe it's wrong" I crawl over to my  cabinet and take two more test and redo it all over again.  I wait and wait and wait, finally the phone rings again letting me know it's ready. I once again slowly walk over to the counter and peel back the papers covering the test.

Nope test #1 was not wrong at all... all three test had very bright and full pink lines. I was most definitely pregnant.

I'm sitting on the floor with all three test in my lap, just staring at them and contemplating what I should/ need to do.

This was not even close to my plan, I even know what to do at all. All I know is this is gonna big a huge conversation that we need to have very soon.

I decide that there's no point of sitting on the uncomfortable floor any more, I get up and bring the test with me to the dinning room.  I grab a bottle of sprite and chips and just sit and stare at the tests on the table.

" Hey I bought Tylenol and I didn't know which box of tampons so I bought three and what's wrong?"  I jump practically out of my seat and I notice him walking over to me from behind. I switch to the seat on the right of me so he can have a better view of them.

He stops in front of the table and drop all of the stuff to left of the test. " what is this? What do these lines mean?". I look at him not making eye contact.

" I'm pregnant"....