Upside Down

Chapter 3

Simon had parked the car down the road from Stevan's, Cheryl's ex boyfriend, house so that he wouldn't be seen. Cheryl quickly thanked Simon for the ride, unbuckled her seatbelt, and got out of the car. She walked towards the house and she felt her heart pounding in her chest. Her breathe became heavy and her chest tightened. She knew she was having one of her anxiety attacks so took deep breathes in order to calm herself down.

She felt embarrassed that she was having an attack just because she was going to see her ex boyfriend again. It wasn't seeing her ex boyfriend again that worried her. It was the talk that she knew they having when she saw him and she didn't have enough energy for that. Also, she felt guilty because she with living with another man in less than twenty four hours of breaking up with him.

Today, Cheryl had the worst headache she had ever had in her life, and has been feeling nauseous all day. Also, she had been having dizzy spells ever since she woke up and had a slight cough. She'd brushed this aside and blamed it on the pregnancy and maybe a sight flu.

Her anxiety had calmed down after a few minutes of just standing in the empty street. She continued walking until she found herself outside of Stevan's front door. She rang the doorbell hesitantly and waiting for Stevan to open it. Surely enough, he did open it and was surprised to see Cheryl standing in front of it.

"Cheryl? I -" Stevan began.

"I've come to get my stuff. So if you'd let me in I'll be ten minutes and then I'll get out of here." Cheryl said quickly.

"No. Look, Cheryl, we need to talk."

"There's nothing to talk about." Cheryl said as she entered the house.

"Yes there is. You didn't let me explain yesterday. You were completely mistaken; it wasn't what it looked like..."

"Save it. Do you think I'm stupid? I gave you all the time you needed to think of an excuse yesterday but you couldn't come up with one. Now it's too late."

"Cheryl I couldn't think straight yesterday. But I want to explain today."

"If you'd have said this yesterday, I might've actually been stupid enough to believe you. But you just stood there with the guiltiest look on your face."

"Cheryl look I was in shock..."

"You were in shock? I'd just come home to tell my boyfriend that I was pregnant with his baby, just to find another women sucking him off."

"Cheryl she forced herself on me. I tried stopping her."

"It didn't fucking look like it."

"Cheryl..."

But before he could continue, Cheryl had already walked away, up the stairs and into her bedroom to collect her stuff. She heard Stevan yelling something at her but she just ignored him.

When she got to her room she reached up from the top of her wardrobe for a large suitcase. It was very heavy but luckily, it had wheels at the bottom so wouldn't be hard to get to the car. Even though it was a big suitcase, it wasn't big enough to fit in all of the items of her clothing. So she decided to take all the necessary items.

First, she placed her underwear in the box. Then she placed some tops and some shorts, leggings and skirts. Then she took out her shoes, jewellery, perfumes, creams, makeup and skin care products. The suitcase was filled up by this time and she had emptied out most of her wardrobe.

She heard the door creak open and turned around to see who it was. She smiled when she saw both her dogs Coco and Buster running towards her. After playing lovingly with them both, she decided that she just couldn't live without them so called up Simon for his permission to take them to live with him.

"Hello?" Simon's voice asked.

"Hey Simon, I've finished packing everything but I need to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"Can I bring me dogs?"

"Yeah sure."

"Plea - wait did just say yes?"

Simon laughed before replying.

"Yes you can bring your dogs Cheryl. You know I love dogs so there more than welcomed."

"Oh my God. Thank you Simon, you're the best."

"I know I am."

"Bye then. I'll see you in a few minutes."

"See you."

They hung up the phone and Cheryl eagerly grabbed her two dogs. She kissed them both before placing them on the floor and started to search for their leads. She found them instantly and attached them to their collars, grabbed the handle of the suitcase, and walked down the stairs.

Stevan was sitting on the couch staring at the floor until he saw Cheryl coming down the stairs. His face lit up and he attempted to talk to Cheryl once again.

"Cheryl?"

Cheryl just ignored him and kept on walking.

"Look we need to talk... about the baby." Stevan said. This caught Cheryl's attention and she stopped and faced him.

"What about the baby?" Cheryl asked.

"Are you going to keep it?" Stevan asked.

"Of course I am."

"Why?"

"What the fuck do you mean 'why'?"

"Cheryl I don't want the baby. And your way too young to be having a baby."

"I'm twenty seven. How am I too young? And I really couldn't give a shit if you don't want the baby. I'm still having it and that's that."

"Cheryl but I don't want a child."

"Tough! It takes two to make a baby, but it only takes one to give birth to it."

"How do I even know it's mine?"

"Wow," Cheryl shook her head in disbelief, "you're so full of shit."

And with that, she walked out the house, slamming the door shut. She felt relieved to be out of the house when she door shut behind her.

What a prick, Cheryl thought, shaking her head once again.

She walked down the road towards Simon's car with her dogs and suitcase. When she reached the car she opened the door to the back of the car and placed her suitcase and dogs in. Then she sat herself down the passenger seat and sighed deeply.

"How was it?" Simon asked. Cheryl just shook her head in response, annoyance clearly written on her face.

"Let's go home." Cheryl said.

"Let's." Simon agreed and drove them all to their home.