Chapter Nineteen

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I stand in the room Francis and I are staying in, looking in the giant body mirror. My hands are shaky and I feel sick, I even look a bit pale. Morning sickness.

Francis comes in and sees I look worried. "What's wrong?" He asks.

"I....I'm pregnant." I say.

"Your what?" He says surprised.

"I'm pregnant!" I say angrily. I see he looks upset that I yelled at him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell. I'm just...I'm scared." I add.

He walks over to me and gently places his hand on my cheek. He smiles at me and says "Do not be afraid. We have quite a while to make things right for our child. And you have me. You'll always have me."

I smile and nod slightly. "I love you." I say.

"I love you too." He says back.
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I open my eyes and see I'm standing in an unfimiliar room. Its dark and depressing. I'm confused. What is happening?

I see two doors, both have a black frame and a white base. But my body urges me to go to the one behind me. So I do.

I walk to the door and grab onto the handle, my hands shaky. I turn the door nob and swing the door open. I scream in horror to what I see.

A white bed in the centre of the room. The sheets are all bloody...and Francis is lying there...dead. Or I think he's dead. I'm not sure.

"M-mary." He says, his voice quiet and raspy.

"Francis!" I cry and run over to him. I jump on the bed beside him and grab his head, gently placing it on my lap.

"F-francis. P-please don't g-go." I say, sobbing.

"I-I l-l-love you." He says.

Suddenly the life in his eyes fades away...leaving him dead.

"No...no!" I yell. "Your not leaving me!"

"Mary." A males voice says.

I turn to the door and see Bash standing there.

"I'm sorry this happened. But we must leave now or you'll die too." He says.

I look at him confused. What is going on?

Suddenly I wake up in bed with Francis, memories of last night flooding into my head. After I told him I was pregnant, we stayed with eachother the whole day, not doing much.

I realize it was all just a dream. Francis isn't dead. Oh thank god!

"You okay?" He whispers.

I look at him and smile. "yeah, it was just a bad dream."

"About what?" He asks.

"I'm...I'm not sure. It was confusing. But it was just a dream, I'm fine." I say.

Suddenly the queen barges in and says "Get dressed, there is a ball in 2 hours!"
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Hey guys! Sorry this chapter is short and it took me forever to write. I'll try to update sooner and I'll make the next chapter longer.

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