"No North. I didn't."
Now I feel sick. "I gotta ring Gabe."
"Check the round tub North." Doc barks down the phone. I can hear my brother and Kota talking in the background, but I ignore it. I pick up the round pick tub to find a collection of pills and according to this, their all up to date. "All up to date Doc."
"Hang on a second North." Doc says down the phone. I hear Kota say something before Doc mutters. "Shit." Down the phone. "We'll be home in a few hours." And with that he hangs up.
I don't know why, I can do the math myself and I actually listened when we had sex ed. But I don't understand. Sang has been taking her pill.
The fear grips me as I think of the fact it could be something so much worse.
When I wake again, Silas and North aren't in bed with me so I go straight to my walk in closet that was put together by Gabriel and find my short and sports bra. I change into them and slide my feet in the Nike sneakers that Silas chose out for me to have.
I walk down the hall of our large ten bedroom house that all have adjoining bathrooms plus a small bathroom downstairs. I walk down the grand staircase and take in the pictures of me and my boys from over the years and I can't help but smile at the memories that flood me.
When I make it into the foyer, I walk into the dining room that will lead me out back to the gym but stop dead in my tracks when I see all nine of the boys sitting around the table. I smile, but it falters when I take in their pale, worried faces. "What's wrong?" I ask. Over the years I have grown so much more confident in my own skin and around these boys. I love them and they love me. They are my life.
Owen stands from his chair which it is at the head of the table. "Miss Sorenson." My heart stutters at the use of my name. Since we announced our love for each other, he very, very rarely calls me Miss Sorenson, only ever Sang. "Can you please sit down?"
I narrow my eyes at him for a moment, trying to find out what's going on but his face is blank, controlled...a look I haven't seen in years, if at all, when he looks at me. Normally his eyes tell me they love me when his mouth and actions show me.
I can't help but flinch at the expression just a little.
I take a seat at the other end. I place my hands in my lap and wait. I don't say anything. I don't have anything to say and I don't see why I should repeat my question that has yet been unanswered.
"Sean." Owen says before he sits down.
Sean stands and I want to go and wrap myself around him. I haven’t seen him in two weeks, nor have I seen any of the others apart from Silas and North. It's been nice spending time with them, but I want my boys back now.
I watch as Sean walks around the table towards me. He's wearing a purple V-neck t-shirt and a pair of dark blue faded jeans. It's casual and so unlike Sean, but I like the look on him. His blonde hair is a mess which tells me he's frustrated because he's been constantly brushing it back. His green eyes look tired, circled in a dark ring which tells me he hasn't been sleeping. Sean crouches down in front of me and takes my hands in his. "Pookie I need to know if you've missed any of your pills and the taken them all up to date a few days later."
I know what pills he's on about, my birth control pills that we both agreed I should be on when we started getting sexually active together. After a couple of months being on them, we all stopped using condoms all together. But his question shocks me. The first thing I do every day when I wake up is take that little pink pill. I make sure of it. I shake my head. "No. I take them every day. I've never missed one."
Sean sighs and I watch as his hand dives in his hair and gives it a slight tug. "When you were ill just after we moved in here, I put you on antibiotics." I nod my head remembering. That week had been the first time I had ever been ill my whole life. I couldn't breathe through my nose, my chest was tight and my ears ached. My eyes watered and my head throbbed. I had the case of a common cold, just extremely bad. Sean put me on antibiotics.
"Yeah and I still took my pill then." I look over at Victor who had been one of my main caregivers that week. He stayed with me in my room even if I protested because I was worried he took would get ill. "You gave me my pill, right?"
"Of course Princess." Victor said. "And you always took it with the first load of antibiotics in the morning."
I look back at Sean. "See, I took it and I haven't missed any." I hate that he's doubting me, but I don't understand what's going on.
"Sang, when you were on the antibiotics it would have messed with the pill in your system, knocked it away basically so it wouldn't do its job." My eyes widen and my breath catches in my throat. "And my guess is that you didn't use a condom with any of us over that time."
I bring a hand up and cup it over my mouth. "Please, Sean. Don't say it."
Sean stands for a moment and reaches around, pulling out a white box. He hands it to me but I don't look at it. "Pookie. I need you take it. We need to know if you’re pregnant. If not, I'll run other tests."
I shoot up from my chair, knocking it down to the floor with a loud clatter, causing the boys to jump. I shove the test at his chest. "No. I won't because I don't want that. I don't want to be pregnant. I don't want to turn out like her." I look at his shocked, wide eyed expression before doing one thing I thought I'd never do. Runaway.
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Sang's Pregnancy Fear(Complete)Fanfiction
This is a Fan-Fiction Story. I do not own the Characters, C.L.Stone herself does. This story is from my own mind and Imagination. Again, this was one of my first fan-fiction stories. Not the best, awfully short and is really rushed through. Maybe o...