"Hidden Secret"

Chapter 10

Six week's!. That's how long ive been married to, Korbin Powell. The man my parent's sold me to when I was just a child. The man who I have to now bow down to because he legally owns my ass. The man who is now legally able to use me however the fuck he want's and not feel guilty about taking what is now his, not that he ever feel's guilty. The man I despise with a passion. The man I call 'The Devil'.

It's also been three week's since the night, Blaine found out about my marriage to, Korbin and threw me out of his house. He was so angry with me that night, and rightfully so. He probably think's I used and betrayed him or something

I also haven't heard from, Melissa in about that long either, so I can only assume that, Blaine told her everything and she's now pissed at me as too

Two day's ago I woke up feeling like death warmed over me, visiting the bathroom multiple time in the day to puke my guts out.I can only imagine that it's from all the stress ive been under between the wedding and the fight I had with, Blaine and now not hearing from, Melissa either. I mean, the only other thing it could even possibly be is... 'Shit, not again!'.

                              ASHLEY'S POV

"Oh my god it couldn't be that again, could it?". "No, that's impossible". "But then why can't I stop puking, and why does my stomach keep having this fluttering feeling kind of like the other time's before, but it's different this time somehow". "It's so weird!".

Korbin told me never to disturb him when he was in his gym downstairs which is literally like his sanctuary, but I think something is seriously wrong. Not to mention ive missed my time of the month this month. I think I may need to see a doctor.

"Sir!?".

Korbin look's up from his punching bag, shocked to see his, Pet in his personal sanctuary.

"What the Fuck are you doing down here in my personal fucking space!". "What the hell do you want, Pet?".

"Oh, uh!". "I'm not feeling well, Sir". "I think something is seriously wrong".

"Not feeling well in what way?". "Are you fucking contagious, bitch?".

"Uh!". "N-no, I don't think so, Sir".

"Then what's the fucking problem?".

"I've been throwing up, Sir". "And my stomach feel's".... "Strange!".

He stands there for a moment staring at my stomach, probably trying to decide if he should believe me or not. Taking his phone out he begins dialing.

"Dad!?". "Yeah, it's me". "Meet us at the hospital". "Yeah, stomach flu or some shit". "Call doctor Gibson, have him waiting". "Alright, see you there".

Korbin hangs up his phone turning back to me.

"Well!". "If you're going to disturb my workout this better be fucking good, let's go".

Flailing his arm's, Korbin ushers me up the stairs and out to his truck. Like alway's the interaction between us is minimal and silent. I'm so nervous, what if im actually pregnant. And if im pregnant, how far along am I. Better yet, who's the father. Upon arriving at the hospital we didn't have to wait as we got ushered back to a room right away.

"Doc, Gibson!". "This is!".... "Well, that details not important". "I want a full body scan and check-up on her, I can't have a sick"... "Person on my staff or payroll".

Korbin was careful with the information he offered the doctor. This one must not know about the dynamics of their lifestyle which is surprising to me because usually all the people they interact with are fully aware of their extracurricular activities.