The Curse Of The Devil

Chapter 4

"Bekah we need to talk." I say and look down at the floor. Fettling with my hands. I hear her place her something on the ground. Her laptop I think. Then I feel her scoot closer to me. 'Rebekah has been my best friend for years, She'll understand... she has to understand.' I start over thinking till she grabs my hands causing me to look at her and pulling me out of my thoughts. "Is everything okay?" She asks me and I can feel her eyes glued to me. I'm to afraid to even look at her right now. 'She's my safe place, I can truth her with anything. She'll understand this, I just don't know how I'm going to tell her. Or rather what to tell her" I keep reminding myself before I finally look up into her bright colored eyes. I take a very long deep breath before I finally say "Bekah, I think I might be pregnant." She starts giggling before long she's having a full laughing fit. She seems to laugh for maybe a few seconds before seeing I had tears threatening to leave my eyes. She gently cups my cheek and looks me straight into my eyes. "But how?" is all she asks before I feel her pull me into her body, hugging me. "If I told you the truth Bekah, I doubt you would believe me. Laugh maybe but believe me? as if." I say and she pulls away just enough to look into my dark orbs. "Just tell me." she says and I can hear the hurt in her voice. I pull away from her and pull down the shoulder of my shirt, revealing the burnt hand print on my arm. 'she's not human, maybe she will believe me.' I try telling myself. I feel her fingers lightly run across it and I flinch slightly at the sting it brings. She quickly pulls her hands away before she stands jump and starts screaming in a different language, pacing back and forth across her room. It's like she's cussing herself out. I'm still sitting confused. I clear my head and stand up. I grab Bekah by her shoulders causing her to stop talking. "Bekah what's wrong?" I say and she looks me dead in the eyes. She doesn't say anything she just stares into my eyes. Before I can really understand what happens she cups my cheek and crashes her lips onto mine. I instantly wrapped my arms around her waist. After several seconds I pull away. This kiss was so much different than our first one, almost as though it held more passion, more feelings, more pain. She looks me in the eyes as soon as we were far enough from one another. "This is my fault... it has to be. He's punishing me..." She says with tears now streaming down her face. I use my thumbs and wipe the tears off her cheeks and look into her now puffy eyes. "How could this possibly be your fault Rebekah?" I ask her with a shaky voice..