Dark (The Past Never Changes)

Chapter 36

Kaylee's POV

I can feel myself breaking down. Like this baby is draining the life out if me. I still have morning sickness and have no appetite whatsoever. Ashton keeps asking me if I'm sure I'm okay and I just keep telling him that I have food poisoning. I don't think that food poisoning lasts this long. And soon enough he'll know something else is going on. I'm honestly not ready to go there yet.

"Babe. What do you want to eat." I call to Ashton from the kitchen. Bree and Harry are still sleeping. We've all four been in the same house for about two weeks now and Mariah and Devin have come over a lot to hang out. They know something thing is up, but I'm not sure I want to tell them yet.

"I don't care. Whatever you think sounds good." He says. That's the fucking thing! Nothing sounds good.

"Um, I'm not super hungry." I say as I walk into the room.

"Then pancakes I guess." He smirks at me. I give him a forced smile as I walk back into the kitchen.

You can handle this, Kaylee. You will not throw up again. I get out the mix an all the other ingredients. I plug my nose as I begin to stir it all together. I gag a couple times but, I keep it in. I set up the pan and heat it up.

"Want me to do that? I can hear you gagging." Bree comes in and takes the pancake mix for me. I nod slowly and back away so I can't smell it anymore.

"I'm sorry." I say softly.

"It's okay. How do you feel?" She asks.

"Like shit." I huff.

"I know, but this little baby won't be here for too long." He pats my belly.

"Nine months is fucking long, Bree." I joke with her.

"Who said that you have to keep it?" Bree says.

"Keep what?" Ashton's asks as he comes in the kitchen. Shit.

"Um, my car. I was thinking of buying another one." I cover up.

"Why? Yours is fine." He looks at me.

"Yeah but I don't like it. And Bree was telling me how I can sell it or trade it in." I tell him.

"Well we can go look at cars today if you want?" He says. I smile at how he always wants to keep me happy.

"I kind of wanna stay in today." I lie. I really want to get the fuck out of here.

"Babe, we've stayed in for two weeks." He whines.

"Yeah... We could go to my moms. I haven't seen her in a while." I suggest.

"No, we should go do something, not just go to another house." He sighs.

"Well I have no idea what we should do." I sit down at the counter.

"We could all go to the movies and get something to eat." Bree suggests.

"I don't know." I sigh and the smell of pancakes hit me. I gag, and rush to the bathroom.

Ashton follows me and holds my hair up while I chuck into the toilet. I seriously fucking hate this. It makes me so mad cause I finally felt okay, and then the pancakes fucked everything up. Once I'm done I grab a towel wipe my mouth off and just lay on the floor. Ashton sits down and pulls me into his arms.

"It's still not gone?" He asks.

"Apparently not." I sigh and nuzzle further into him.

"It's okay. It will go away." He rubs my back. I shake my head. He's going to find out sooner or later, so why not make it sooner.