Chapter ten

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Stacey Jensen

It's a long weekend and we are on our way to Camps Bay. Ephraim's father owns a huge holiday property near the beach. He invited a whole bunch of students including me, Ryan, Mel, Kurt, Conroy, Jacky, and Selvin. We are carpooling with Con he is driving his father, Range Rover. And I wish that Ryan would sit up front with Con but he insisted Jacky ride shotgun. He has known for a week about the pregnancy and wouldn't shut up about it. If I hear the word abortion coming out of his mouth one more time. Then I'm going to scream. I was the one who brought it up after he had screwed my brains out. And he had instantly agreed. Which pissed me off. I was expecting a bit of defiance and him telling me that I'm making a mistake. And we should discuss it some more. I have to wonder if it were any other girl if he would've allowed her to keep the baby.

"Are you okay?" He whispers breaking me out of my bitter thoughts. I'm instantly annoyed. "Yes I'm fine" I grate out and move further away from him until I'm pressed against the door. I should've gone with Mel and Kurt they were in a car with Desmond and Jeremy. "Everything okay back there?" Jacky yells over her shoulder. "Yes," I say my voice sounding strained. "So Con what's Ephraim's property look like?" Ryan asks and is suddenly sitting flushed against me. His one hand gripping my thigh possessively. "What the fuck is wrong with you" he whispers in a hushed tone. Just as Con explains in vivid detail the ins and out of Ephraim's property. "Cool man" is Ryan's response but he doesn't sound interested anymore. Jacky leans over and says something to Con and he chuckles and says something back. Earning him a punch in the arm. "Ow," he feigns injury. I turn my attention away from them when it becomes obvious that they are oblivious to my and Ryan's presence. I wonder when they started dating.

"I asked you a fucking question" Ryan growls in my ear. "And I don't feel like responding" I snap in a hushed tone of voice. "Why are you behaving like a bitch?" He breathes angrily in my ear. And despite the anger coursing through my veins toward him. I still get excited and warm chills because of his proximity. "Just leave me alone" I plead and wish I could jump out of the car to get away from him. "Not happening babe" he mutters furiously "But we are going to talk the second we reached our destination" he threatens. I roll my eyes and turn away from him staring at the scenery flashing by.

After Ryan's threat of us talking we reach Camps Bay much faster. We are in a freaking mansion and there are so many rooms I've lost count. Before Ryan could pull me aside to talk Jacky hijacked me. And lead me to a home office. "Girl talk!" She yelled over her shoulder when everyone was staring confusingly at us. At first, I thought she knew my secret and was going to expose me. But it was about her not wanting to share a room with Con yet. They are still new and haven't done the deed yet. And she doesn't wanna lead him on. It all boils down to that she's not ready for sex yet. I knew what she was getting at and immediately agreed to bunk with her. Mel was scowling at us when we walked out of the office. And looked ready to lay into Jacky. But Kurt distracted her by kissing and leading her down a hallway.

Ryan Kavanaugh

I can not believe this shit. "You're Seriously going to share a room with Jacky instead of me!?" I yell. The second Stacey and Jacky stepped out of that office. I made a beelined for her. I took the first room that was open and available on the second floor and dumped my bags on the big double bed. "Yes," she finally whisper not meeting my eyes. "This is just fucking great!" I bellow. "What do you want from me, Ryan?" She cries out a tortured expression on her face "Why are you so distant and angry?" I demand and slam the door shut when a few of our fellow students walk by and not hiding their curiosity. "I'm not Ryan" she calls out. "Oh really? Then why does it look like you can't stand the sight of me? I would even go as far as to say that you hate me" she flinches and sadness clouds her eyes. "I don't hate you okay" she murmur "I love you but all you ever lately talk about is the abortion. I'm sick of hearing it and no I didn't schedule an appointment yet" she grumble tears leaking out of her eyes.

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