Blood poured from every inch of my bathroom, mirrors, windows, counter, floor, cabinets and drawers everywhere. I sobbed hysterically, my hands and legs moving to stand up. I gripped at the bloody counter and pushed myself up on my feet, raising my...
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Summer's POV
{Chapter Fifty Two} I was more than ecstatic to get out of this place, two weeks was enough for me. So when they released me I didn't spend a minute more in the hospital. I picked my things up and left with my mother, we went to get something to eat at the mall and took advantage of that to buy maternity clothes, seeing that I can't just wear my normal baggy clothes because I look like a giant egg on two legs.
I sighed, my hands pushing through the maternity clothes as I walked around the store. I heard a voice and exhaled with a deep sigh as I shook my head, my head leaning back as I burst into a humorless smile.
"Oh hey." Angela stopped all of sudden in front of me with a fake shock look on her face. Why was she even doing here? She wasn't even showing yet. How far along was she even? She smiled at me as her eyes shifted to my stomach, her smile slowly shrinking when she saw my stomach.
I touched my stomach as I narrowed my eyes at her wary, my memories slowly flashing back to the day in the school restroom. "I know your secret."
I'm so sorry, but I couldn't help but burst out in laughter at her. Secret? What secret could she possible know? "And what is that so called secret you know about me if I might know?" I shook my head with a smile on my lips as I slowly crossed my arms and cocked my hips to the side with raised eyebrows.
"You're pregnant." She accused with a smirk on her lips as she pointed at me and I burst out into fits of giggles. Her smirk fell and a frown made its way onto her face. "You're pregnant! Stop lying."
"Wow, okay." I stepped back at how crazy she sounded. "If you say so." I raised my shoulders uncaringly as I made my way past her but she grabbed my arm, a bit too hard if I might add. I turned to look at her with a sigh and yanked my arm away from her grip.
"Don't you try to pin this baby on my mate, because we both know you slept with both." She hissed at me before stomping out of the bathroom. Even though I was laughing, what she said hit me like a ton of bricks. If I was pregnant, I'd be screw. Because one, I slept with Yeoman and my mate.
Her lips formed into an ugly frown as she looked up at me. "You're pregnant! How is that even possible?" She shouted at me exalted as the pregnant women in the store turned to look at us. "You, you." She shook her head. "You slut!" She flung at me like a crazy woman and I widened my eyes as I stepped back, my mother stepping in front of her, daring her with her looks to touch her so she could see what was in for her pregnant or not from both sides. "You better not be having my mate's baby you slut! You fucking whore!"
She turned violent the more she stared at me fueled with rage. My eyes widened as I stepped back and touched my stomach. "Let go of me." She trashed as she kicked around when they held her. "You will not have that baby! You will not have that baby!"
