Sqaisheys POV
Something was off...Something wasn't right...I just knew it. Ever since I broke up with Aron...I just don't know what was going on with me but I always felt like that he was always near me. Even when I knew I was alone I felt like he was watching me. I just don't know! I stared over at Stampy. He was laying peacefully in his bed. Should I just tell him? What would he do about it? I knew he would try to help me but at the same time I had a feeling that he would just think that I was weird.
There was a sudden pain in my stomach. It wasn't like a stomach ache really. It was more like my stomach was pushing itself outwards then pushing itself back in again. It happened again. This time it was much more painful. What the heck was going on?! I wrapped my arms around my stomach and curled up as small as I could in Stampy's wheelie chair. It didn't help one bit. In fact it made it worse. Why was my stomach hurting so much so suddenly? I was tempted to wake Stampy up yet he would either get annoyed or tell me to go back to bed.
Yet another jolt of pain rushed though my stomach. What was going on? I slowly stood up and walked over to the door. It sounded like a dumb idea but maybe some water would help it? I stumbled into the kitchen, grabbed a glass from out of the cupboard and filled it to the brim with ice cold water. The second I swallowed the liquid the sharp jolt of pain happened yet again. Only this time it wasn't on my stomach but more on my hips. I was so shocked by it that I dropped the glass of water on the floor. I didn't know that I even did this until I saw all the pieces of glass on the floor as well as the large cut on my foot.
I bent down to pick the shattered pieces of glass up when yet another jolt of pain happened. This time it felt like a kick. When I tried to stand back up I slipped over the split water and bashed my head against a large shard of glass. There wasn't only a dull pain on my head but my stomach felt like it was getting kicking from the inside out repeatedly. I curled up in a ball and tried to hold back my tears. At that moment Stampy burst into the kitchen, panting heavily.
"Sqaishey! What-What happened? A-Are you alright?" He asked, already starting to lift me up. My stomach 'kicked' me again. A large bout of pain suddenly overtook the whole of my body. "Sqaishey? Hey, speak to me." He started to sound like he was scared. I was about to open my mouth but before I could get a word out I was sick all over myself. "Oh jeez, you are ill, aren't you?" He carried me back to his room where he laid me down onto his bed. I was tempted to crawl underneath the covers yet I was scared that if I did that, then I would fall asleep.
Kick. Another kicking sensation on the bottom of my rib. It was so painful. I buried my face in Stampy's pillow while I tried to fight back the tears. After a few moments I felt Stampy sit down next to me and pull me into his chest. Two kicks happened as he did so. One in the same place and only a few seconds later one kick on my right hip. I had no idea what the heck was going on. It was unlike any type of pain that I have felt before. The pain felt like I was having a stomach ache mixed in with the feeling of getting my stomach turned inside out with a butter knife.
"Where does it hurt?" Stampy asked. He gently patted me on the back, which helped with the kicking sensation a little bit. I weakly pointed to my stomach.
"It's like a kick-kicking sensation." I mumbled. "I'm getting 'ki-kick-kick-kicked' in the-the ribs, h-hips and my stomach. It really hurts." The most painful kick suddenly ripped though the lower part of my stomach. I couldn't help but scream and grip onto his arm. Stampy stayed silent for what seemed by years. In the dimness of his room I could just about see his facial expression. He looked...Scared..."St-Stampy?"
"Sqaishey...I know it may seem like a stupid question but...Ugh, you know what I really think you need a pregnancy test." My heart skipped a beat. Pregnant!? I wasn't pregnant! Of course I wasn't! Why-Why would I even be pregnant?! I haven't made it with anybody for ages. Apart from when Aron...No. No! That didn't happen! It couldn't have happened! I wasn't pregnant with my ex-boyfriends child! "Have you missed a month ever since Aron...You know...Forced you do to it?" I tried my best to remember. He forced me to do it only six months ago. I hadn't gotten my 'time of month' ever since he's done it yet my periods were always irregular. Ever since I started having them. So at the time I didn't say anything about it.
