Faithful

Chapter Twenty Nine

Two Weeks Later

We arrived in Florida at 14pm local time. We planned it like that so we had time to settle into our 'Villa' (it was most definitely a mansion) and look around for a restaurant. I, however, already knew where we were eating after looking up places to eat and remembering there is some place called Appleby's that me and my parents went to when we came here years ago. As soon as I thought of cherry limeade I was sold and had been craving it ever since. That and fruit loops... which is easy enough because all we had to do was get the girls to stop off at Walmart.

The girls are getting to come along to have some fun as well but they don't get to stay out as long as we do in case we choose to eat in, plus there's the washing to do etc. My heart goes out to them. I went towards the fridge which was now filled with all sorts to snack on. I grabbed a pear, my most favourite fruit to eat of all time. I took one big bite and began to munch... not good. I ran to the bathroom barging past someone but not caring. I threw up the entire contents of my guts. "Annabelle are you okay?" I heard Cordie ask as she opened the door.

She quickly got down to her knees and grabbed my hair, pulling it out of my face so I could continue my being sick. Eventually, I managed to pull myself away and began to sort myself out. "That pear didn't agree with me," I laughed meekly. She flushed the toilet whilst I washed my face and brushed my teeth. "What do you mean, those pears are as fresh as a daisy and we picked the sweet variety you usually like," she said sounding concerned. We walked back over to the kitchen and went to the pear. "Do you mind if I?" She asked. I nodded and said, "go ahead."

She took a bite from the other side of it. "It's perfectly fine," she sighed sounding now confused. "Must be me, not the pear then... maybe I'm coming down with something," I thought, "I do hope not, I don't want to be ill on our holiday!" I took the pear from her hands and was about to take another bite but a sickness went through me thinking about it. "Nope... definitely not for me," I laughed putting it into a bin, "now where are those fruit loops... I've been craving them for forever!"

Cordie stopped me. "Wait a minute, craving?" She queried. I nodded and continued, "yeah, I think I'm due on... I thought I was due on a couple of weeks ago but nothing came... don't worry though, the pill can make my periods a bit all over the place sometimes!" She let me find the fruit loops which I opened and grabbed a small handful. Exactly what I wanted. "Come find me if you're feeling sick again," she said still sounding quite concerned. I said yes but I felt completely fine so I was sure nothing was going to happen.

I finished the fruit loops and found Viktor. "Where's the girls?" I asked with a smile and leaned over to kiss him. "Unpacking," he beamed, "this was a great idea... what have you been eating, I can taste mint and sugar." I laughed, "toothpaste and fruit loops." He shook his head and gave me another kiss. "Come on you, get changed into something less formal and we'll go get something to eat," Viktor beamed. I rushed off to get changed into normal clothes and some flats before we all went off for a meal like normal people.

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The moment we arrived back at the villa I had to rush off. I was going to be sick. I barged through the door, past the kitchen and back into the bathroom. Cordelia had saw me and was quick on my tail. She had a bobble on her wrist ready and waiting so she tied my hair out of the way as I threw up everything I had ate whilst out. She rubbed my back and tried to help me wipe away the tears rolling down my face.

"Annabelle I need to you do something for me," Cordelia said passing me a box. I wiped my face and looked. "A...a...pregnancy test..." I stuttered, "but I can't possibly." She helped me up. "Look just pee on the two sticks and prove me wrong okay?" She ordered. It's the first time she'd bossed me and I decided not to give her cause to boss me again so I sat on the toilet and did the both the tests. She didn't leave so not to make us look suspicious. Once I had done I put the lids on both the tests and put the m on the side with a flannel over them so we couldn't look.

I didn't want to look and I couldn't bare to talk so we stood there awkwardly for what felt like thirty minutes even thought it was probably only ten. "Annabelle, time to look," Cordie sighed. "I don't want to," I whimpered. She told me to get a grip and look at the tests. I lifted the flannel and looked. "Shit..." I cried, "it says 3+ weeks... on both." She turned me around and grabbed the tests to take a look. "Congratulations!!" She squealed quietly, "you have to go tell him!!"

I took the test and thought, "its not possible, he's been so careful these last few weeks!" She looked at the instructions. "Well if it's 3 weeks plus... when was the last time you weren't careful?" She asked. It dawned on me... oh god no. I felt tears fall down my face. "Cordie, I need to pack... I need to go," I cried. I rushed out the door to go to the room Viktor and I were staying in. I grabbed a suitcase and began throwing my clothes into it and packing in a frenzy.

I heard her shout Viktor to come quickly. I tried my best to finish packing and zip up the suitcase before he got to me. Unfortunately, I wasn't quick enough. "ANNABELLE STOP!" He shouted, "you are not doing this to me... you're not leaving me again!" I threw the suitcase at him and screamed, "I HAVE TO!!!" I went to run but he grabbed me quick and threw me onto the bed, pinning me down. "What on earth would make you have to leave me again!" He growled. "Please sir I know it's not my place but don't be rough with her whilst she's in her condition!" Cordelia begged.

"Your condition?" Viktor questioned. I couldn't hold back my tears, I just lay there crying on the bed. Cordelia walked over and gave him the tests. His face was with shock but quickly lit up, "you... you're pregnant!!!" He began kissing me and holding me but I kicked and screamed for him to get off. "Why can't you see this Viktor!" I sobbed, "it was that day those weeks ago..." The smile was swiftly removed from his face, replaced by a pained look in his eyes.

"Viktor... it might not be yours," I wailed, "it... might be... Josh's... or Eric's." I fell to the floor and sobbed. "Oh my god," Cordelia cried. "Annabelle... what have I done to you," Viktor breathed. He tired to get me up but I just couldn't do it. I couldn't be in his arms knowing there's a child growing inside of me that might not be his. I thought... I finally thought I was faithful to him, this should be a happy thing but I have no idea whether this child is his or not and I can never forgive myself for this...

What am I going to do?