~Tales of the Heart~

Chapter 45

Well, since Kaoru had to be in the hospital for a while, I hung out with my family and Sasha for most of the time. I was forbidden from seeing Kaoru at the hospital...that kind of sucked. But, the other people who I loved kept me busy. The race against Reki and Adam didn't occur, because that night, there was a horrible hail storm. Today is Wednesday, 5 days after that hail storm. Langa and Miya are at school, and mama had a holiday, so both of us went shopping.

"Mama, this top would totally match you!" I say, picking up a cute shirt. 

"That is pretty cute, but who am I going to dress up for anymore, hun?" Mama says, looking down with a soft smile. I looked at her in guilt and held her hand. 

"Hey, just because papa is not physically here with us, doesn't mean he is not here. You can still dress up for him," I say, winking at her. She chuckles as one tear came out of her eye. I wiped it off and kissed her cheek. 

"Now, you're definitely getting this top!" I say, smiling hard and mama started to laugh. 

"I love you, sweetie," Mama says, giving me a slight shoulder hug. 

"Love you too, can we please get boba, I have a huge headache and kinda nauseous," I whined. She nodded and soon as we got her that top and me a cute pair of jeans, we went to the closest boba store. I sat down with my head down. Mama got me taro boba. 

"Arigato," I say, smiling. I took one sip and I felt like peeing. 

"I gotta pee, I'll be right back," I say to her and rush to the bathroom. I pulled down my pants and quickly sat on the toilet and sighed. I've been peeing too much lately, abnormally. Like, usually I get a small feeling of peeing which I can usually hold in. But now, it just rushes through. I can't even get started on how swollen my breasts have been. I literally am not wearing a bra from how much it hurts. Usually, in the morning, I'm hyped up by 10...I still feel tired and dead. What the hell is happening to me? I came out and washed my hand and face, to freshen up and went to my mama. 

"Can we go home, mama? I'm really not feeling myself right now," I say, looking down. 

"Yeah, I can see that. I got a call from a friend, I have to go there anyway. Why don't you call Sasha love?" Mama asks. 

"Alright," I say. Mama and I get into the car while I struggled to walk. I called Sasha on my way and she was down to come over. When mama dropped me off, Sasha came on her new motorcycle. 

"So, how you been, girly?" She asks me. 

"Horrible," I whine as I lay on the sofa. Sasha lifted my head, sat on the sofa, and put my head on her lap. 

"Spill it all," She says. 

"Well, I've been having morning sickness, nausea, peeing abnormally, swollen boobs, and a tired body," I whine. 

"Sometimes random things happen when you're on your...period?" She asks confusingly. 

"I'm not on my period. I was actually supposed to get it last week, but it's kinda late," I whine. Sasha looked up and thought for a while and shook her head and looked back down at me. 

"Hm? What were you thinking?" I ask her. 

"Nevermind, I had a stupid theory. Anyways, wanna watch JJK?" She asks me. 

"Bet!" I say, smiling. Sasha took the remote and ons the TV. As we watched, Sasha, went to the kitchen to get us some snacks. We watched as we kept eating. I stopped eating after a while since I was getting more nauseous. I heard eating more pretzels will literally make you throw up. And I don't hate anything more than throwing up and having that disgusting taste in your mouth. Then, the after-effects when your mama gives you medicine. Even as an adult, I hate medicine. 

"Wait, don't you have to teach in Miya's school today?" I ask her. 

"Nah, I got off today for free. You know me, the best teacher ever," Sasha brags and I chuckle. 

"I should really get a job soon, you know?" I tell her. 

"Like, Kaoru can't always do all the work. I need to help him out. 

"You are really good at designing, aren't you?" She asks me. 

"Yeah, what about that?" I ask her. 

"A famous clothing shop across my house needs a new designer because the old one sucked. From what I know, your styles are hot. You should try it out there," Sasha says. 

"Well, there will be competition, but why not. That does seem fun and designing stuff also means a pretty good salary," I say, smiling. 

"Yes, kween!" Sasha says. I started to laugh and I felt a flood of my eaten pretzels come back to my mouth. I covered my mouth and ran to the bathroom and began throwing up. Sasha followed behind me and held my hair up as I vomited. 

"Easy girl, no rush," Sasha says, holding my hair with one hand and rubbing my back with the other. 

"I do-," I couldn't even speak, vomit rushed out of my body, like a waterfall. 

"No speaking, finish it all up," Sasha says seriously. I coughed and threw up. I saw some of the boba I accidentally swallowed too. I kept throwing up because of my own smell of my vomit...or at least I thought cause it was stinky. Soon, I stopped and I slowly slipped down to the ground. 

"Girl, what did you eat? Are you allergic? Did you do something that you have never done before? Eaten something new? Come on, we need an answer to you throwing up. That is when it hit my head. 

"I think I need a pregnancy test."