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Chapter 26: I'll be okay.

"Oh my god." said Alfie while looking at me.

I made up a fake smile and acted to be happy.

"She's 9 weeks along. Come to your check up next month." added the doctor.

"Thank you." said Alfie while we left the room.

I scrolled through my phone as we were walking out of the hospital.

"I can't believe it, you're pregnant! I'm so happy." exclaimed Alfie.

"Yeah me too," I said with no emotions.

We drive to our house and as we walk through the door, I started to feel queasy again. He closes the door, and I feel worse and worse.

"Alf?" I mumble, feeling sick.

"Bathroom?" He asks.

I nod, and he runs to the bathroom, letting me down infront of the toilet bowl.

I start vomiting, and he gently takes the hair out of my face, rubbing my back. I stay like that for a few minutes, feeling disgusted with myself for puking my guts out.

My vomiting soon receses to dry heaves, and I lean back against Alfie's warm body.

He flushes the toilet bowl, and grabs a towel, wiping my face off. He leans me against the wall, and goes to get a small cup of water. I started crying, and he kneels before me, the cup of water in his hands.

I take small sips of the water, and he looks at me, his warm brown eyes never wavering.

He opens his arms, and I collapse into them.

"It's alright, you're okay." He murmurs.

Gradually my sobs quiet to the occasional sniffle, and I manage to mumble, "I- I'm s-sorry-y,"

"Fel, why are you apologizing? You didn't do anything wrong!" He murmurs.

He lifts me off the floor, and carries me to our bed. He sits down, and wraps me in his arms. I lay my head right over his heart, and he covers both of us with blankets. He rubs my shoulder, and I relax within minutes.

"Thanks for everything," I murmur.

"Hey, do want to order pizzas?" he asked while rubbing my belly.

I quickly placed Alfie's hand away.

"What's wrong? You okay?

"I'm fine. I'll be okay. And no pizzas."