Fixed DNA (Lesbian Stories) COMPLETED!! (Edited)

Chapter 45 - 'Breathe Deeply'

Okay chapter 45 is up hope you like it

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Sarah POV

After the doctors appointment Elise went and sulked, I felt sorry for her but at the end of the day nothing was going to change except a new baby in the house but Doctor Chase ensured us he would not be as handicapped as Elise thought he was going to be. It broke my heart I hated seeing her like this; she was all mopy and upset and just lazed around all day, she hadn't left the house in 3 days and I was starting to worry it was effecting her physically; like the other day I found bread stashed in the microwave and found soap in the fridge. I was mid-lesson with my Period 6 class; I had my latest Year 11 class and they were doing a practice exam I had given them. Taking the advantage of the silence I took out my phone and text Elise,

'How u feelin gorgeous? Miss you xx - Sarah' My mind began to wonder about whether Carlie was this bad when she was pregnant with Elise I mean forgetting things and getting muddled up; my mobile vibrated off my desk and Elise's' message flashed up on the lock screen,

'Bored, I feel sick, my nipples are extremely sensitive and very sore, and excuse this but very very horny; I don't like it :-(' I had to chuckled at her and her choice of words,

'Aww babe, just relax watch some TV and I'll bring us some dinner in when I finish work, I love you xx' I replied setting my mobile back down on the desk and continued to mark the stack of books that were on my desk,

'I can't relax I'm too tense and I've just threw up again, baby this is painful. I don't want to have to put you through the mess of constant care for our baby, I'm worried; What if I do something wrong and something majorly bad happens? What if I can't keep care of him as well as Fran? What if our lives will never be the same again? What if I begin to lose all will to live and just give up? xxx' her last bit of the message really hit me hard I don't want her to have to feel bad, she needs a break some time off to just relax and chill; I think a weekend away would do her nicely a nice break from everything. Just then the bell rang overhead,

"Turn in your paper on my desk then you may go" I bellowed over the raucous of chairs scraping on the floor and the shuffling of students as they left my classroom. The door shut and I felt a presence still with me in the room I looked up and saw one of the girls from my Year 11 class sat with her head down and against the desk, at first I presumed she had fallen asleep until I hear her sniffling against her desk; I recognised her as Jemima Hunter she was one of the quiet ones barely said a word but she seemed quite popular in school,

"Hey missus, What's wrong with you?" I stood opposite her from the other side of the desk; she sniffled as she lifted her head up her face was all red and puffy where she had been crying with eyes to match,

"I need some help" she whispered,

"Okay" I paused, "that's vague is there something I can do to help?" I asked she shook her head in response,

"No, I don't know, could you?" she mumbled,

"I can certainly try, what's on your mind?" I took the seat opposite her and came eye level with her,

"I think that I erm-" she sniffed again as she wiped away a tear that fell from her eye, "I...the thing is...I don't want to-" she stopped contemplating on what to say; trying too find the right words she lifted her head up and came eye to eye with me,

"Jemima, I'm a teacher so whatever is said within these wall will remain between us unless I think you're in danger then I must notify Mrs Macclesfield" I told her in strictest confidence she would tell me what was happening, I had to be something serious or else she wouldn't be sat here in my classroom crying her eyes out,