The One (sequel)

Chapter 11

Months of making love almost every night passed, every chance I got I was all over him, I couldn't help it. It was like trying to keep two super sized magnets from each other, it just wasn't possible. One morning I woke up, unable to get out of bed, I was sick to my stomach, I had a massive headache and could barely open my eyes.

"Dylan?" I croaked out," water." I said pathetically.

"Yeah, sure, you feeling okay?" Dylan asked I shook my head in response.

"Headache." I squeezed my eyes tightly shut, burying my face back into the sheets and pillows.

We had moved things around the house, what was once mine and Fang's room was moved to the back of the house, and now Dylan and I shared that space. It was odd at first, this was where Fang and I spent a lot of our time, but this wasn't our space anymore, it now belonged to Dylan and I. Ben was rapidly approaching three years old, he figured out how to fly out of his crib, so we now had to lock his windows and door so he wouldn't sneak out. He was quite the adventurer very independent for his age, even very hard headed just like me.

"Here, I got you something for your head ache." Dylan passed me a couple of pills and a glass of water, I tossed back the pills and the water. Once the glass was empty I placed it back in Dylan's hand, as I sat stiffly forced the water down. Quickly I shoved Dylan out of the way, ran to the bathroom, and vomited into the toilet, then blacked out. Getting out of bed so quickly caused all the blood to rush to my head so quickly knocking me out, I knew I would probably be waking up with a bloody nose.

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I opened my eyes, they ached, I rolled over, my whole body ached, I hadn't been sick in a long time. I looked over at the nightstand seeing Fang's Diary, I grabbed it and opened it up, starting where I left off. Fang started writing this when Dylan rescued him from the lab, he started all the way at the beginning, when we were kids. He wrote very small, and did brief descriptions and detail, just to get the gist; currently I was at the point where I had just told Fang I was pregnant with Ben. The more I read, the more dominant the wrinkle between my brows became.

"I'm an idiot." I whispered to myself, throwing up, upset stomach, headache, oh my god! There was a knock at the door, I quickly closed the book hiding it under the covers." Come in." I croaked. It was Angel, she had her hands behind her back timidly as she entered.

"You thought you needed this." She stated handing a crumbled brown paper bag to me, I opened it up revealing a pregnancy test. I rubbed my face, and took a deep breath, lightly smiling at Angel.

"Thank you." I said quietly.

"It's going to be okay." Angel said with that sweet little smile on her face.

"I know." I sat up rubbing my arm awkwardly, then cleared my throat." Could you give me a few minutes?" I asked, she looked at me, with her begging eyes." When I know you'll know, but don't say anything, okay?"

"Okay." She hugged me tight then left. I took another deep breath, then looked down at my growling upset belly, oh man.

I got up slowly making my way toward the bathroom, not wanting to give myself another head rush. I did what I was meant to do with the test, then sat down with it in my hands. I watched as one line appeared, I held my breath, and I think my heart stopped, as I saw the second line slowly appear and become darker. I took several shallow breaths, as tears sprung up in my eyes as I looked at the test, not sure whether or not to be happy, or upset. I looked down at my belly again, gently pressing my hand to my bloated gut, there was another baby in here, and that meant taking care of myself; but first things first, I had to tell Dylan.