Chapter 8

• Amelia Clark
• "You bitch!!".
• I turned to see Amelia walking over to us with those friends of hers.
• I made Ash step backward because I know her stepsister's mind works. She might slap her all of a sudden if she wants.
• I cross my arms. "What do you want now, Amelia?".
• "Oh wow. Someone is being a protective angel here".
• "Hey, you better get yourself and also your trashy friends out of here or I'm gonna do it myself". I warned her.
• "Always looking out for Ashley, well this time, your so-called best friend isn't all goody two shoes".
• "Amelia, I don't get why you are always bent on attacking me? What the heck? I left because of you". Ash spoke up.
• "Oh really? Was that why you decided to go rub yourself all over my boyfriend?".
• "What are you talking about?".
• I mentally face-palm myself. Oh, I knew that Amelia would find out sooner or later.
• "Stop trying to act all innocent because it won't help you at all, Ashley".
• "I don't know what you are talking about".
• "Look, Amelia". I butted in. "If you won't leave us then we will".
• I held Ash's hand and led her to where my car was. I unlocked the car doors and we stepped in shutting the doors close behind us.
• "Emily, what was all that?".
• "Ash, just forget about it. She's a psycho".
• "First, she kissed Dan and then she tried to accuse me of stealing her boyfriend. Who does that?".
• I rested on my seat not saying anything as I was still contemplating what to say.
• "And I don't even know who her fucking boyfriend even is". She continued talking.
• "Ash, maybe you should just let this one go".
• "I am not letting it go. Emily, I don't even know what's wrong with Amelia, we don't even answer by the same last name anymore so she should leave me the fuck alone".
• "Hey. Wanna go watch movies?". I asked her trying to change the subject.
• She paused. "Huh?".
• "It would help clear your mind".
• "You know something".
• "Ash ... ".
• "I know that you know something, Emily so spill it out right now".
• "You did rub yourself all over her boyfriend, Ash".
• "What?".
• I exhaled. "Drew is her boyfriend, the same Andrew Reynolds".
• "Wait, you mean the Drew that I had sex with?".
• "Yeah".
• "Fucking shit". She exclaimed. "I did cross Amelia this time".
• "Hey. Don't feel bad, just think of it as like a payback for what she did to you".
• "When did you know about this, Emily?".
• I sighed. "You came home, told me about him, wanting to keep you safe, I researched about him".
• "And what did you see?". She muttered.
• "He's in a relationship, Ashley".
• She sniffed. "And to think I was becoming so attached to his warmth".
• "Well in your defense, you didn't know". I tried to comfort her.
• "It's Amelia, isn't it?".
• "Yeah. They are dating".
• She sniffed back tears. "I'm always the very unlucky one, the one without good things".
• "Ash, come on. Just because Amelia is in a relationship with Drew doesn't mean you should be miserable".
• "He only saw me as a one-night stand, Drew didn't even tell me he had a girlfriend. I was not that important to him at all".
• "You like him?".
• She hastily wiped her cheeks. "Let's just go home already, I need to get some sleep".
• "Let's talk about this".
• "Just drive, Emily". She said hoarsely and faced the window crying loudly this time.
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• Next Morning
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• Ashley
• I rolled out of bed tiredly and stood up. I'm always feeling sleepy and tired but why? I hate the fact that this is happening to me.
• I glanced around looking for Emily and went out of my room walking to the living room.
• "Emily?". I called out for her.
• "In here".
• I got to the kitchen. "Hey. What are you making this morning?".
• "Breakfast".
• "I know but what you are making?".
• "Something. Now go wash up, I don't have the time to force or I'll be late for my new job".
• "With your Mr. Hottie, right?". I teased her playfully.
• She rolled her eyes. "Go on, Ash, or you too will be late".
• I chuckled lightly and walked out going to my room. Emily didn't try to retaliate, that was a first, she must be really into him.
• I went to my bed and flopped on it feeling tired then all of a sudden, I felt something ugly and had the strange urge to puke.
• I stood up and ran to the toilet immediately throwing up quickly. I paused staring at it before flushing it away.
• What the hell? Am I sick or what? Maybe it was too much of the ice cream I had with Drew yesterday. But could it be ... Nah.
• I washed my mouth and face feeling so weak looking at myself in the mirror. Why is this happening?
• I still managed to take my bath anyway and after freshening up, I wrapped my towel around my body before stepping outside the bathroom and going back in the room.
• "Ash. You okay because you look kind of weak".
• I sat on the bed still cranky. "Yeah. I'm fine, just tired".
• "Oh". She looked at me weirdly. "I brought breakfast in bed for both of us".
• I smiled a little. "Thanks, Emily".
• "Help yourself". She sat on her beanie bag as she placed the tray of food in front of me.
• I shrugged and dug into the food. My favorite, was coffee heavily laced with milk, bread, and eggs with corned beef.
• I ate a little out of the bread but it felt bitter in my mouth tasting differently. I wanted to take another bite then the strange urge ...
• I stood up and rushed to the toilet puking out the contents of the breakfast. I rested on the tiled wall feeling drained and weak.
• Emily stepped in and I flushed immediately heading to the washbasin and washing my face and mouth.
• "What happened?".
• I sighed. "I don't know, Emily. I just had to puke".
• "Are you okay?".
• "I feel sleepy, tired, all of that and I don't know why".
• She crossed her arms. "Did you take those pills?".
• "Huh?". I faced her. "What are you talking about?".
• She frowned. "You didn't take those pills as I asked you to".
• "I did take them". I snapped at her.
• "Really? Ash, now tell me why you acting this way? Huh, tell me".
• "I'm not pregnant".
• "You are and you wouldn't be if you had taken those fucking pills as I told you to".
• I stuttered backward. "Emily, come on. I can't be pregnant".
• "You are right". She muttered. "I guess you should take this test".
• She walked out and I followed behind her, she searched through the drawers before handing me the test tube.
• "Emily, why do you have that?".
• "Just use it". She forced it into my hands.
• I was stupefied. "I don't need it, it's some mistake, I can't be pregnant right now".
• "Use the HPT and we'll find out if you are or not".
• I sighed and stared at the test tube in my hands. Do I have to do this? But no way.
• I shook my head. "Emily, I can't".
• "Ash, come on. This is for your good and you know that".
• I sighed and finally went back to the toilet to carry out the test. But I wish that it came out negative because I can't be pregnant with my stepsister's boyfriend.
• I leaned on the wall and stared at the test tube in my hands. But I took the pills. If this test comes out positive, then I have to do what is necessary.
• If truly I'm pregnant, then I'm aborting the pregnancy because there is no way that Drew will be the father of my child. He had told me he didn't want children.