Taste of Poison

Chapter Twenty: Black Widow

But I'm on the outside/ I'm looking in/ I can see through you/ See your true colors/ Cause inside you're ugly/ You're ugly like me/ I can see through you/ See to the real you - Outside by Staind

 "What about Zamiel?" I ask everybody. I'm assuming Josiah isn't going to answer me. He's going to be a bitch about it.

I guess I can understand why he doesn't like him though. Zamiel raped and killed his sister.

I bet he's happy that Zamiel is dead. I bet he's relieved that he found the one who did it after all this time.

Or maybe he wishes that he didn't know. I don't know. I'm done though. I'm not going to let anyone talk bad about my Zamiel. I'm not hearing any of it from anyone.

"Zamiel is on life support right now. The bullet is still in him," the woman answers. I guess that's Zamiel's mother.

I don't know what to feel right now. What he did to that girl is unforgivable, but is it wrong that I still love him? Is it wrong that I almost don't care what he did?

Is there something wrong with me? Am I the crazy one here?

Everything is quiet then a nurse walks in, and she looks stunned by how many people are in the room.

"Oh my," she mumbles. "Lot of people in here," she says before she looks at me. "Ma'am, do you want everyone out?"

I shrug. "What's going on with me?"

She looks around at everyone else before she looks at me. "Well, I need to speak with you, but do you want them in here or do you want privacy?" she asks me.

"Privacy," I state coldly. "I want everyone out."

"Honey," Mom speaks up. "You don't want me to stay with you?"

"No," I answer coldly.

She looks really hurt, but she stands up slowly and is the first one to walk out of the room. Then everyone else trails behind her. Once everyone was out, the nurse begins.

"All your vitals are normal. The surgery was a success for the bullet removal. It wasn't life threatening at all. No organs were damaged. You just had quite a bit of blood loss, but Mrs. Young, you have another concern."

My brow arches. "What's that?"

She clears her throat. "We ran some blood tests to make sure everything was okay. Once we got your results, however, we found out that you are pregnant. Now it's way too early to announce. You're only probably two or three weeks. You could still have a miscarriage, and I'm surprised you haven't from the stress your body is going through right now."

I'm stunned at her words. I wasn't really listening to everything else she was saying.

I'm pregnant. It's early though. Super early.

It's almost too early.

"Oh..." I mumble as I sit up and bury my face in my hands. I'm pregnant.

I didn't want a baby before, but Zamiel... I have Zamiel's baby. I'm pregnant with Zamiel's baby.

This baby isn't going to miscarry. I know it's not. I am not worried one bit about this baby. It'll be just fine.

But will I? Will Zamiel be okay? His mom said he was on life support... There's a chance he could live. There's a chance he could see his baby.

"Who is the father?" the nurse asks.

I look up at her. "Zamiel Ward," I answer.

Her eyes widen slightly. "The man on life support?" She really looks shocked. I guess she wasn't really expecting that answer or maybe she knows him. I don't know. Zamiel knows a lot of people that I haven't met yet. He may know her. Or maybe his parents.