My Prisoner

18: Realizing

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- TW: blood, violence, pregnancy symptoms...
- Natasha's POV:

It has been 6 months since Mariela kicked me out, 6 months since she broke my heart, 6 months since she... got me pregnant...

*flashback*

I groan into the pillow as I feel my stomach twist, my face contorting into a grimace as I gag, feeling sickness take over me as I quickly get up and dash towards the bathroom, kneeling over the toilet and vomiting, emptying everything I ate the day prior.

I keep vomiting for a short while, and when I'm done I flush the toilet and sit back against the wall, bringing my knees up to my chest as I pant.

It has been going on for the past two weeks, and at first, I thought nothing of it, as I blamed it on the emotions I am currently going through, but it has happened for two weeks now...

I had also been experiencing some moodiness, but, I don't know, I am going through a lot right now.

But I also distinctively remember that I didn't-

Wait...

OMG

No, I couldn't be, could I? I mean we didn't exactly use protection, and she came inside...

My eyes widen as I conclude that I maybe am pregnant, and as if a lock had finally unlocked, all my emotions came through me at once.

I sit in the bathroom floor for a few minutes, crying and sobbing until I ultimately decided to stop, as I still need to take a pregnancy test.

I finish using the bathroom and dress myself, opting to go for something comfortable, so I just wear an oversized t-shirt and black sweatpants.

I sneak out of the house, since it's 6 am I didn't expect anyone to be awake. I make it to the parking successfully and pick a random car, pulling out of the parking and driving to the nearest hospital.

"I want no one to hear about my visit to the hospital and why I came here, whoever they are and no matter how much they threaten you, my visit stays a secret" I tell the nurse as I exit the room, I did the blood test, all I have to do is wait...

I sit anxiously on my bed, biting my nails then standing up and pacing around the room, the test only come after 24 hours but I can't wait that much, I brought two pregnancy tests at home. I don't want to use them, as they are not entirely accurate, but I can't wait that long for the actual test.

Screw it

I move to the bag and pull out the two tests and move to the bathroom, ripping the boxes open and placing the tests in front of me.

Now I'm just waiting for the timer to ring, pacing in the bathroom, looking at the time every few seconds.

I'm anxious. Scratch that, I'm nervous as fuck, if I am pregnant, then I'd be carrying Mariela's child, who might I add could be the future (rightful) heir to two of the biggest mafias in America...

My heart starts beating fast as my hands shake, my palms sweaty as I feel a panic attack approaching-

BEEP!

I snap my head to my alarm and quickly turn it off, then move my trembling, sweating hands to the tests, pausing in front and hesitating.

And when I turn around, I feel my heart shattering.

Two lines...

Positive...

I'm...Pregnant...