Malevolence

Chapter 31:

Please read the Writer's note before continuing to read this chapter.

Evelyn:

"Dr. Alvan told me already." I sigh, tired of hearing my mother babble on about how she had to insist Dr. Alvan to test my urine, and how silly I was for leaving the small cup in the bathroom.

Why did I even answer my phone?

Because that's your mother!

"Why did you even take that cup to Dr. Alvan? I left it in the bathroom for a reason." I state.

I hear my mother scoff. "Like I want the cleaners to find a cup of your urine in the bathroom. What would they have thought?"

"Oh, someone left pee behind, best to throw it away?" I suggest.

"Don't get smart Evelyn, and what if some stranger, I don't know, took it for themselves?" My mother queries.

I barf at the thought of that. Why mom? WHY?

"Come one, mom. That's gross."

"Well, people do it. You'd be surprised how many times that has happened." My mother says, like it's a fact – which it isn't. "Anyhow, I just wanted to see if you were pregnant, or if Dr. Alvan was pulling a fast one on us."

I cannot help but snort at that. "I highly doubt Dr. Alvan would do something like that, but make that your excuse. Why couldn't you just wait until the blood test –"

"Because I wanted to see if you were pregnant, and you are! Oh! You are going to have a baby!" My mother beams with excitement, startling me.

She's excited?

"You're happy about this?" I ask in disbelief.

"Well, what did you expect? Do you want me to be disappointed in you?"

That was the reaction I thought I would get, considering my mother was freaking out at Dr Alvan's office.

I shrug my shoulders. "Well, you –"

"Yes, I know the timing isn't great, and I know Ransom is going to be the father, but other than that...I am happy that you are pregnant."

I can't get over this fact. "You are?"

"Can't a mother be happy her daughter is pregnant?"

There my mother goes again with talking to me in third person.

But why is my mother happy about my pregnancy?

Because I am scared, I am scared about this pregnancy. I am scared of Ransom's reaction to this. I am scared Ransom will leave me...and he won't look back...

"Besides," My mother says, "I have already purchased a few baby essentials you will need once the baby is born."

WHAT?

"My baby doesn't even have a heartbeat yet."

Woah! Saying 'my baby' sounded weird...I...I am having a baby. I am having a baby. A little Ransom or a little me, running around.

I am not freaking out at all!

"I know your baby is only 2 or 3 week's old, but –"

"You really didn't have to do that mom! I don't even know if Ransom will want to keep the baby."

"Oh would you stop being so damn negative? Be happy that you are pregnant, and oh you are not going to give up that baby because I am excited to finally have a grandchild!" My mother says, bubbling with enthusiasm.