Teach Me To Forget

Chapter Three: Pregnancy Test

Teach Me to Forget

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Hey guys,

I know it's been a while so I made this chapter as long as I could. I apologise for any spelling errors. Please do check out the image of Sam AKA Jamie Dornan and the song Grande by Bruno Mars. Thank you so much for the wait. A lot happens in this chapter. And it get quiet sexual.

Chapter Three: Pregnancy Test

He made his way over, his steal grey eyes locked on mine; unable to read his blank expression I felt my heart pulsing in my ears. When he got to us his eyes broke away from me with such ease but I was still staring at him.

"Where do you want me" his Irish accent as thick as the first day I spoke to him, but he wasn't speaking to me, he was speaking to her.

"Sam, I apologise, some of the students can be so rude, I honestly don't know how they made it to college" this broke my gaze as I turned to her to find her looking at him but obviously hinting it to me. I turned to him to find him smiling at her, I felt my heart crack.

"Well get to your club" she snapped turning back to me as they made their way to one of the classes laughing at something Sam said. I stood there frozen. He acted like he didn't know who I was. How could he do that? After what happened between us. I felt my world breaking as air stopped entering my lungs.

Tears had dangerously huddled in my eyes and were going to over flow any seconds.

"Elena" I heard someone call my name. It was not possible for me to hide my tears. My legs were smart as they took control and started moving; I felt them speed walk into a small run as I made my way to the bathroom and to my luck it was empty, hardly anyone stayed for clubs.

I threw myself into a cubicle and locked the door as the tears came flooding out as I cried and cried. I felt my heart crumple into tiny pieces as realisation had sunk through of what our relationship was. It wasn't a relationship, Nicklaus was right. God I felt like such an idiot he warned me this would happen, he told me but I didn't listen. Taking out the phone I dialled his number.

"Effie?" his voice helped me lose myself even more as I sobbed into the phone.

"Effie, what's wrong?" His concern made me feel better, it made me feel good that there was someone in this world that gave a shit about me but I kept crying.

"Effie, please your killing me" his voice was strained, in agony.

"Y-you were r-right. I said choking the words out.

"Breath Effie, please just Breath before you say anything else" he said, his voice more ordering then caring, but I needed it. I stopped crying and started focusing on my breathing. I took in a few deep breathes before I was able to steady my nerves enough to control me sobs.

"Do you have any water on you" I nodded at his question. "Alright if you do drink it" at this point if I was thirsty as hell I would of not listened, I never understood those girls who took food into the bathroom with them, but taking my bag I took out my bottle and took large gulps as I quenched my thirst.