My Boss and Her Wife

Telling Everyone

I stood by my mirror looking at myself in the black dress that I chose to wear today. I stared at it as if it was getting ready to explode. It's been a week since the trip and now that I'm looking, I started to notice the baby bump. I tried so hard to look away from it because I didn't want to get any ideas but I couldn't take my eyes off of it.

I haven't been to work in a week, so I've just been left alone with my thoughts. The thought of Nate being the dad. I thought of what would happen if I got rid of it. The thought of if I kept it. That last one is what kept me up most nights.

Again like I said before, I had all of this planned out, just not like this. Not when I am in a situation I have no control over. Not when I feel like I am in danger. I know none of them have shown any type of threat to me but I know they all will go through extreme measures to get what they want.

Layla on the other hand isn't exactly like that. I mean she will go through extreme measures to get what she wants, but she would never put me or anyone in danger. Layla in my eyes has always been my savior. She's been with me threw thick and thin in the small amount of time I've been in Seattle. She's always been kind to me and helpful, she never forced me to do anything I didn't want to. I mean she persuades me but if she sees that I'm uncomfortable she will immediately stop. She is one of the few people on this earth that I care deeply about and I would hate to lose her.

I sighed as I put a large coat over my body. I decided to go to work today because I needed to talk to Nate. I don't have any work to catch up on because I did it all at home. Although it wasn't much. A few of my friends at work told me that Skylar has either been absent or distant since we got back from our trip.

I didn't question it because I knew why.

I stepped outside into the cold air that down there knocked me on my feet. I got into my car and put on my seat belt. Ever since I found out I've been really careful lately. I know putting on a seat belt is a must but it isn't something that I worry about. I started my car and made my way to the office.

About ten minutes later I made it to the office with a craving for coffee. I would have stopped for coffee but the only coffee shop I know of is the one I worked at and I don't think I am ready to face Layla yet.

I walked into the building and went to the elevator. Once I was on the right floor I went to my office and went to the closet I hadn't been in, in a while. I opened the closet and grabbed all of the art supplies. I sat on the canvas in front of me and grabbed and chair and brushes and paint.

Drawing has always been something that kept me calm.

About thirty minutes later I decided I was calm enough and told one of the interns to tell Nate to come to my office. I sat there staring at the eye I was drawing. Ever since I was in middle school, every time I got bored, which was always, I would just draw my eyes onto my paper. Over time my drawing started to get better and now my eyes are the only thing I can draw correctly. I took time to make it realistic and continued as I heard my office door being opened. I didn't dare look up cause I knew if I looked at him I would start concluding and start yelling at him. "Am I in trouble or something?" Nate asked as he closed the door behind him and came up to me.

"What makes you think that?" I asked without looking at him. I kept all my focus on the eyelashes.

"Well, I know when you draw in your office you are either annoyed and trying to calm down, or you're trying to seem calm for you can call someone in here and fire them." I slowly nodded not paying any attention to him. The room went quiet for a few minutes as I started to see Nate fidget.

"Do you remember the first day we met?" I asked out of the blue. He seemed to be confused but just shrugged his shoulders.

"Yeah, I remember. You looked so lost and-"