I belong to Mr. Whitlock?

Chapter8

Mandy:

Its only been three days since I stayed over Mr. Handsome's house. Thoguh a lot happened that day of my arrival home from his house. When I got home, Isabel greeted me with a bone-crushing hug and didn't let go until I told her that I couldn't breath. Then she noticed Mr. Whitlock behind me and she smirked evilly which told me that she was planning something so I quickly told him to go before Isabel had any time to plan anything.

After leaving, Isabel was pouting because I didn't let her have her fun, which ended in me laughing. She then pulled me into the leaving room, where I noticed that Michael was nowhere to be seen. So imagine how my day went that day.

Today is Sunday and both Isabel and u are off today so we've been doing nothing but just sleep and relax . I once again asked her where Michael and yet again her answer was the same, I looked at her weird but let it go, as I began to think things over I remembered she had told me she had something to tell me.

I placed my purse and house keys on our red velevet couch then sat down crossed my legs like a pretty elegant girl and looked up at her with a smirk.

"You had something to tell me." I smile widely at her this time but then by the look of her face it disappeared only to be replaced with a frown. "You alright?"

Come to think of it, Isabel seems a little bit pale also the dark circles under her eyes indicate she hasn't gotten much sleep either. I stood up.

When she saw me stand up she crossed her arms and looked down at her feet.

"I'm fine... It's just," she dragged her words a bit then raises her head and looks me dead in the eyes. "I'm pregnant." I could tell she forced herself to spit it out, or else she wouldn't had told me.

My jaw falls ajar for a bit then after processing her words I smiled widely and brought her into a tight hug. I squealed in her ear. "Oh my god!" I was so happy for Isabel. And Michael! Let's not forget he has part in this!

"How long?" I ask.

"Two months." She sighs with a faint smile. "Michael wanted to me to tell you when he was around, but he had to rush into work today and won't be getting out of work till late... And I was getting a little impatient about not telling and waiting."

"When did you find out we're pregnant?" She giggles besides looking a bit unease. I sat down and patted down beside me for her to sit next to me.

"Two days ago." She says nodding and brushing her hand through her long brown noted hair. "But since you were missing an action I had to take the test by myself and tell Michael to help me."

Though I know she was upset that I wasn't there for the big reveal of her positive pregnancy test, I couldn't help but smile at the thought of Michael reading the box with Isabel and telling her what to do with his nerves in rush. Must of been funny, though very eye opening for them.

"Speaking if which," Isabel began then cocked her head to the side and gave me a malicious smile. "How did it go with... How did you call him." She chuckles mockingly then says it to confirm I had said it out loud. "Mr. Handsome, and by Mr.Handsome you mean Mr. Withlock."

I glare at her but then shrugged it off. "Whatever you say, anyways changing subject in hand, are you hungry?"

"Obviously!" We both chuckled and headed towards the kitchen were for an hour we cooked and ate our good smelling, poor looking mash potatoes with green beans or corn and a sirloin. Two for each. After eating the sun had gone down and we settled the night with watching three hours worht of movies before we had k.o on the couch like little girls do in sleepovers.