Ellie-chan (COMPLETED)

Thirty-Four - Confession

I can't stop from grinning when I heard the good news! I got the job! I felt like jumping for joy. But of course, I can't do that now because of my condition. So I just contented myself with a sweet smile.

My new boss, a Japanese lady married to an Australian guy, showed me the whole school. It's just a small English school. In fact, they only have four classrooms and five small cubicles for one-on-one lesson. But then, I was so proud of myself. It was a huge achievement on my part, after being turned down by several schools.

I came back home with a renewed strength and vigor. I can't help to start with my new job. Although I will only be earning two hundred thirty thousand yen a month (twenty thousand yen less than the average salary for English teachers), still I count it as a blessing. I was already thinking of what to do with my first salary. I will probably send some money to my mother. It has been more than three months since I sent money to them. Although they did not complain, I knew they need it. Tatay has some medications to maintain, not to mention his other needs. I can't wait to tell them.

I just threw my bag on the couch in the living room and picked up our home phone. I was about to dial the telephone card's pin number when I heard some footsteps behind me. I glanced behind my shoulders. I saw Hayato looking so serious. I returned the receiver to its proper place and faced him.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

He just stared at me. Then, without saying anything he handed me his notes. I felt my cheeks burning when I read the text written on a piece of paper. It was my schedule with the ob-gyne. He knew!

"You've been consulting with an ob-gyne and you never told me about your condition?" he asked in a hushed tone.

"Uhm--a-actually ---," I stammered. I didn't know how to start. I never meant to keep the baby all to myself. In fact, I planned to tell him tonight.

"Oh, I got it," and he gave me a smirk.

I frowned. I didn't get what he was trying to say or imply.

"You love my touch," he said in almost a whisper. "Not telling me you're pregnant means we cound continue on doing it till you become one."

The moment I heard it, I blushed. Of course, that was not my intention! That was never my intention. But when I began to think about it, yeah, he has every reason to think that way. I should have told him right from the start.

Why didn't you? Anybody who've heard your story would think the same way. Why on earth did you keep your pregnancy a secret anyway?

Shit! Now, he'll think I am addicted to his kisses. Aren't you? I chided the little voice inside me.

Actually, I was just waiting for the right time to tell him about the baby. The first time I discovered that I was pregnant, Hayato came home drunk. How could I tell him about the baby when he was in that state? Plus, I was angry with him that night. Somebody sent me suggestive photos of him and some girls. I got mad at him and I forgot about the baby.

"Am I right?" He smirked again.

"Of course not! When I first discovered it, my first reaction was to share the news with you. But then, you came home drunk that night. And  -- and I received some photos of you with some girls. So I -- I actually forgot about the baby because I was  -- mad at you."

His smirk disappeared. He squinted at me like he kind of doubted me. I rolled my eyes. Why would I make up stories?

"That was almost two months ago!" he said.

I nodded. The baby's now on its twelfth week.

"I'm sorry for not telling you right away," I apologized, heads down.

"What about the rest of the two months? What was your excuse?"

"It j-just s-slip off my mind," I answered in a whisper.

"For two, loooong months?" He doesn't sound irritated anymore.

What could I say? Well, yeah, a part of me kept it a secret because I did enjoy his lovemaking. But I will NEVER admit it to him! Never!

I covered my mouth and pretended I felt like throwing up. I ran to the bathroom. I locked it and tried to calm myself inside. I stayed there for like fifteen minutes. When I came out, Hayato was just outside the door, looking so worried.

"Are you okay?"

I nodded.

"I'm tired," I lied.

Then, I headed to the bedroom. Just so I can have an excuse not to talk with him anymore, I feigned dizziness. I gently massaged my forehead while my eyes were closed. I could still feel his presence in the room so I didn't dare open my eyes. After a few minutes, I felt the bed moved then a strong hand held my waist. He cuddled me.

"Sorry for stressing you out. I was just teasing you," he whispered in my ear.

I felt something. Shit! I should control myself or else he will be convinced that, indeed I am addicted to his touch.

"Actually, I don't mind touching you," and he chuckled. "I was actually glad when the first pregnancy test was negative because I had an excuse to make love to you every night," he whispered.

I froze when I heard it. Is he trying to tell me something? My heart is in my throat now. I held my breath. I feel like if I breathe normally, I wouldn't hear his confession.

"Do you feel the same way?" he asked. Still in a quiet voice.

I didn't respond. I pretended to be sleeping.

"I know you're still awake. I also know you've heard me. Stop pretending, you little liar."

Still I did not reply. He tickled me. I yelped. He burst into laughter.

"See? I knew you were not sleeping."

I gave him a cold stare and turned my back towards him again. I felt the bed move. I thought he would leave but after a while his thigh was already on top of my waist. He pulled me closer to him. I didn't say or do anything. When I felt his hand on one of my breasts, I hit it lightly. He just chuckled but kept his hand on it. 

"Hayato," I said. I ws trying to get his attention. I wan him to get his hand off my breast.

"Hmn?" And he started caressing it slowly while nibbling one of my ears. I felt the surge of something unexplainable.

I tried very hard to control my feelings but I was never able to hold the little moan that escaped my lips. The moment he heard it, he shifted his position and gently put half of his body on mine. I have no choice but to lie on my back. When he started kissing me, I dropped my defenses and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I will never get tired of kissing you," he whispered in between kisses.

I smiled. I feel the same way.

"Oh," he suddenly said, looking worried. He shifted his weight again. This time, he moved half of his body away from me. "The baby! Did I hurt him?" he asked, a little worried.

He looked like a child who've realized he have hurt someone unintentionally. It made me chuckle.

"You're silly. He's fine."

"Are you sure?" he asked seriously.

I nodded.

He lowered his head to my tummy and kissed it lightly. He talked to his child in Japanese. I was touched. I carressed his head. What he did next surprised me. He just slid down and parted my thighs then burried his face between my legs.

"Hey!"

He chuckled like a schoolboy. He glanced at me with that knowing look and gently lowered my undies. I closed my eyes.