Souls apart

Chapter Fifteen: Sable determines her Future

Sable's Pov

I stared at the thing that Goel threw at me just minutes ago. Why would he have given me that? What would have gotten the idea into his head that I was pregnant? How could he not tell me that he saw what happened that night? A knock on the door brought me back.

"Go away Goel!" I screamed.

"It's Connor, can I come in?" Shit.

"Just a sec" I ran over to the pregnancy test and chucked it into the bin, making sure to put it under a few layers of trash. I ran over to the door and opened it up.

"What's up?" I leaned on the door, playing it cool.

"What was with all the screaming?"

"Goel and I had a disagreement about something, no biggie" I shrugged.

"Sable?" Connor looked concerned.

"Connor I'm fine, I'm sixteen, I can handle my own problems" I tried to shut the door but he put his stupid moonboot in the way. "I hate that thing" I looked at it.

"Sable? What is it?"

"Ask Gabe I think he was apart of this" I told him.

"Why are you hiding your bedroom? What's in there?"

"Nothing!" I replied maybe a little too quickly.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "What aren't you telling me?"

"I... it's nothing really. Can you please just go away?" He pushed on the door and with his strength you would never have believed he was in a coma. He slipped through the gap and searched the room. I sat on my bed and watched him. He looked under the other beds, in my desk drawers and around the bookshelf. He would occasionally look at me for clues.

"I don't know what you're looking for, there's nothing I have to hide."

He raised an eyebrow at me and continued looking through Livvy and I's Percy Jackson collection. All the while my mind was exploding with thoughts like please don't let him look in the trash can and oh God what will he think if he finds it? Please don't let him find it.

"It's something near here" Connor stood next to the trash can looking around.

"What are you looking for?" I asked, my voice breaking. My eyes subconsciously looked at the trash.

"The trash" he grabbed the bin and tipped it upside down. I quickly grabbed the test and hid it behind my back.

"Get out please Connor, you're making a mess of the place" I begged.

"What's behind your back?"

He eyed me carefully and gave me an accusing stare. I began to slide the test through the band of my pants but suddenly Connor stretched out and snatched my hands out from behind me.

"Ow Connor!" I cried as he held them out with the test still in my palm.

"What's this!?" he yelled as he grabbed the test.

"I... It wasn't... I just..." I stuttered.

"You're pregnant!?"

"No!" I shook my head violently, "I'm not! I swear!"

"Why do you have this then?"

"It's only a precaution, they gave it to me."

"Who gave it to you?"

I sighed. How could I tell him? I didn't want to tell him. I didn't want him to know how dirty and disgusting I felt. I didn't want him to know that I'd lost my innocence to a perverted, middle aged, rapist. Tears formed in my eyes and I tried to blink them away.