My Act Of Defence

Chapter 47

Kane's POV

The next morning, when I wake up, Wyatt isn't into the bed, so I decide to go downstairs, since that's where he most likely is right now.

But when I walk past the bathroom, I can hear that someone is there, so I walk in, and the first thing that I can see it the fact that Wyatt is sitting next to the toilet, and he looks sick.

He looks at me when he realises that I have opened the door, and he gives me a tired smile.

"Are you fine?" I aks him, and I decide to sit next to him on the floor.

"I will be." He tells me, and I frown.

"Did you throw up?" I ask him, and he shakes his head.

"No, but I think that I will soon." He informs me, and just as he finishes telling me that, he leans away from me to throw up in the toilet, I quickly take some paper, and I give it to him, so he can clean his face with it.

"I think that you night be pregnant." I tell him, and he chuckles.

"I know." He tells me.

The bedroom door opens, so I look behind, and I can see that Timmy comes in.

"I heard that someone was throwing up, so I wanted to check if you're fine." Timmy explains.

"I'm alright." Wyatt tells him, and Timmy smiles.

"I bet that you are, but you should go to the Doctor anyway." Timmy tells him.

"Later, I'm hungry now." Wyatt says, and I shake my head in amusement.

"Let's make you something to eat then." I say  and I help him stand up, since he looks a bit better now.

Then we follow Timmy to the dining room, and I make a few sandwiches for Wyatt, which he takes gladly.

I make a few for myself, and we eat in silence.

"Shone is finally speaking to me." I tell him, and he smiles.

"That's great, the last time I saw him, he was still scared of you." Wyatt tells me happily.

"I know, but he seems to like me now." I say.

"I want to see them again soon." He tells me, and I nod.

"And I want to meet your friend." I say, since I didn't meet Travis yet.

"Yeah, Travis wants to meet you too, so we can go to see him, after we get out of the hospital today." He tells me, and I nod in agreement.

"Sounds nice." I say.

Reggie comes into the dining room, and he sits on the chair that is near Wyatt, then he looks at us.

"Are you pregnant?" Reggie asks him.

"Why is everyone assuming that I'm pregnant?" Wyatt asks, looking at me.

"Do you really want to hear an answer?" I ask him, and he glares at me, while Reggie laughs loudly.

"You better be quiet, because now I can hit you, and papa won't say anything about is.

He will just say that I'm pregnant so you should forgive me." Wyatt says, and he sound very sure of what he's saying, so I wonder how many times something like that happened in this house.

Reggie decided to make a sandwich for himself, after he shakes his head in amusement