Aticm and Korosu

Chapter 42

~Korosu~
Ash and I had been married for a couple months, maybe six, and a lot has happened. I got a job as a coach, I finally moved out of my apartment, Calum got engaged, and something even bigger.

One morning, as I was getting ready to head to work at the school, I got sick just as I was about to leave. I tied my hair up, emptying my stomach.
This isn't a hangover. I didn't drink anything.
What's wrong? Am I sick?
I fixed the bathroom, brushed my teeth, fixed my hair, and left for work. All throughout the day, the thought kept coming back.
Why did I get sick? What's going on? I don't think I can get sick.
Despite everything that happened, I ended up going to see surge after work, since I can't go to a normal doctor considering I'm...well...a murderer. He confirmed that no, I wasn't sick, but he handed me a box and said to take the test inside it. Fear ran through me, going through my mind. Oh god.

I sat in the room, waiting for surge. What's going on? He eventually came back in, smirking. "Well, guess somebody was drunk. Congrats." He handed me the test, and I nearly fainted.

There were two lines

on a pregnancy test.

I was pregnant.

"Are you okay? What's going on?" He was still smirking, staring at me. "Come on, don't tell me you hate kids too. You aren't that cold are you?" I ignored his words, holding the test in my hands. Going through the power lines, I headed home, still holding the test. I felt like I was going to throw up again, for multiple reasons. I threw the test away, vomiting again. Once my stomach was empty, I leaned against the wall. What am I going to do? I can't do this. I'll end up like her... I knew ash wouldn't be home for a while, but even when he was home, I wouldn't tell him. I couldn't tell him.

What could I have done?
~~previous week~~
Ash ran his hands along her waist, smirking as she bit her lip. He pulled her closer to him, their clothes across the room. Nothing else mattered to him: condoms, the guys, nothing. He just wanted her. He continued, her moans small and quiet but definitely there. "Ash...." He kissed her roughly, not stopping for a minute. She turned him around, pinning him to the bed. She smirked, getting his lips to part and sliding her tongue in his mouth. "Baby....I-I...." He couldn't even speak, moaning softly. She pulled him closer, closing any space between them. "Shhh. Don't talk." Korosu kept going, lips roaming his jawline and chest.

As they lay on the bed, undressed and breathing heavily, she was worried about what they had done. He didn't wear a condom. Whatever. It's fine. It's not like I'm going to get pregnant after one time. She looked up at him, seeing he was worn out. "Baby..." "Shh. Don't talk." She smirked, holding him close.

~~present~~

Later that night, Ashton was in bed with me, arms around my waist. He smelled slightly of beer, yet not too strongly. I held onto his arms, slowly falling asleep.

I'm in a dark room, yet I'm not alone. Something's different, I don't know what. Ashton is sitting in a chair beside me, while I realize I'm in a hospital bed. "What's going on?" Something strains against my stomach, while I grip the side bars. Ashton looks at me, sitting in the chair. Nobody else is there, just him. I try to speak, yet the pain intensifies. Something rips me apart, and I black out.

Black. that's all I see. Black. Figures move in the darkness, while I stand by a small person. A baby. Before I can stop myself, a dagger is in its chest, blood spilling onto the floor.

"No!" I jolt awake, staring at the wall. My hands go to my stomach. Nothing's wrong. Everything's fine. Partially. Ashton's asleep, unaware of what's happening. I stare at the ceiling, clutching my stomach. It'll be fine. You're not like her. You'll be fine.
{no, you won't. You'll kill the baby. You'll never be a good parent. Or anything close to it.} shut up. I know.
Normally I would have gotten out a flask at this point, yet I can't. My eyes gazed around the room, and I fell back onto the bed. Trying to fall asleep again, the darkness once again consumed me.

Something is wrong. Something is very wrong. I'm in the hospital bed again, yet there's blood on it. My blood. I look down, hands on my stomach. Ashton isn't here this time. I'm alone with this child. A sharp pain shoots through my abdomen, hands clutching my stomach. I try to speak, but the pain is constricting my lungs. I try to tell myself it's a dream, but that doesn't help. I scream, a cry piercing the air. I fall into darkness again.

My hands are covered in blood, and I look down onto the ground. A baby is at my feet, cut in half, bleeding out.

I jolt awake again, gripping my stomach. It's a dream. It was all a dream. "Yasmin?" I turned around, meeting Ashton's gaze. Slowly sitting up, I hide it with a smile. "Yes?" "Is everything okay?" I want to say no. I want so badly to say no. To tell him about everything, tell him I'm not okay, but I don't. "Yes baby, I'm fine." He wraps his arms around me, holding me close. "It's okay. You're okay." If only you knew baby....
                                  ~•~
For the past week, things only seemed to get worse. I've gotten sick in the mornings, the nightmares got worse, and I can't stop thinking of what to tell Ashton. Aj and punisher have been trying to convince me to tell him about it, but I can't bring myself to do so. I was at the motel, talking with them. "Come on, tell him!" "You try being me Jacob, then see how easy it is." We continued our conversation, until I got a text from ashton.
"Yasmin? Is there something you're not telling me?"
~Ashton~
I just found a positive pregnancy test at Yasmin's house. I don't know what to do. What is she not telling me? I ended up driving to the motel, since I got some advice from calum, and I nervously knocked on the door. I heard arguing from inside, probably Yasmin and surge. She opened the door, looking at me. "Ashton?" I wrap my arms tightly around her, still nervous. "Yasmin? Can we talk?" She nods, stepping outside. Surge calls out "just tell him!" She glares at him, then shuts the door, looking at me. "Okay, about a week ago, I had gotten sick in the morning, so I went to see surge. I took a test and....." I felt excitement bubble up in me, as she finished her sentence.
"Ashton.... I'm pregnant. I didn't want to tell you because I knew you would be mad." A smile spread across my face, my arms wrapping around her. She pulled me closer, relaxing into my chest. Why would I be mad? She looked up at me, her red eyes bright. "You aren't mad?" "Hell no!" I was still smiling, keeping her close. She was pregnant. We're going to be parents. I've never been more excited.