Gang over Love

Chapter Twenty Three

Meilani Marie

James and I talked for hours about anything and everything.

Time passed so fast that by the time I checked the clock and it was 9 am.

It was only now that I remembered that he came to my house in the middle of the night. It honestly sounds like a booty call but it's nothing like that.

After we got done talking I let him sleep in the guest room since we were up talkin for hours.

"Goodnight" he murmured before closing the guest room door.

I trudged down the hall to my room. But my walk was cut short. My stomach started to rumble aggressively. I placed one hand on my stomach and waiting for it to settle. The rumbling stopped after a few minutes. But the rumbling still shocked me.

I stopped in my tracks as I felt something vile rise in my throat.

My eyes widened as my stomach churned and heart began to burn.

Without having a second thought, I bolted to the closest bathroom. As soon as I reached the toilet, today's meals exited my body. My throat was on fire as I struggled  to get all of the toxic throw up out of my system.

I attempted to rise from the toilet slowly, but I felt so dizzy. I tried to lean my head on the edge of the bath tub. My heart beat was so rapid, I couldn't even count the beats if I tried.

A strong feeling of nausea took over my body.

And then suddenly everything went black.
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Five hours later:

I woke up feeling extremely dazed. It felt like I was waking up from a bad dream.

But then the memories of the previous day came back to me.

Shaking my head, I pushed the thoughts away and opened my eyes. My throat still burned terribly.

"Your up!" I heard a voice scream

The sound of quick thudding footsteps filled the room.

Looking around I realized that I was laying in my bed, but the last thing I remember is throwing up.

James slid onto the bed and caressed my head before saying, "I was so worried about you, beautiful."

"What happened?" I managed to say

"I don't know. I just heard you throwing up earlier, but when I came to check on you, you were passed out."

Almost on cue my stomach began to rumble again.

Pushing James out of the way, I ran to the bathroom and threw up once again.

James pulled my hair back, and rubbed my back to comfort me. But it didn't help much.

I tried so hard to think of a reason for my stomach pain and throwing up, but I had no clue.

Only one thing came to mind.

It's been two months since I had my last period.

A loud gasp slipped through my lips. I couldn't believe I didn't realize sooner that my period never came. I just sat on the floor in shock as James continuously asks if I'm okay.

Honestly, I just wanted to be left alone to process the situation.

"Just please stop asking if I'm okay. I'm not okay! Just shut up! That's all you've been saying since I woke up. Chill out, I'm not in the mood to be pestered. Get out my face. Matter a fact get out my house! And don't touch anything on your way out!" I screamed lashing out at him.

I knew it was wrong, but he was making the situation so much worse. I know he cares about me a lot and his heart is in the right place. But, he can be so annoying. I swear if I hear "are you okay" one more time I'm gonna snap even more.

Without saying another word, he retreated out of the bathroom and made his way to the front door.

Shaking my head, I cried as my hands covered my face.

Although I didn't take a pregnancy test, I knew what the skipped period meant.

I don't know what makes me sicker, possibly being pregnant or having Gianni permanently in my life.

Sadly, I truly did consider not telling him at all. Even though I know it's so selfish of me to keep this from him. But, he did me so dirty I feel like he deserves it.

I slowly stood up from the bathroom floor and opened my mirror cabinet, searching tiredly for a pregnancy test.

I used to keep boxes of pregnancy testes handy when I dated Day Day, but I never put the to use. Everyone thought I was dumb for keeping so many stocked up, but it's times like this that makes me happy I kept them.

I sighed in relief when I finally found two tests.

My heart raced as I took the tests out of the boxes. This felt like the moment of truth. I really hope I'm not pregnant with my exes baby. That would complicate my life so much. And add so much unnecessary drama.

After peeing on the tests I sat and waited for them to develop and reveal my results.

I walked away to grab a glass of water. But the anticipation tore me apart.

After I grabbed my water I stepped back into the bathroom.

Immediately my heart sank and I dropped the glass of water. Shards of glass littered the floor, but I didn't even notice.

I stood there frozen. I couldn't speak. My heart dropped, and I stopped breathing. I couldn't believe what I saw.