Mafia King//20//

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Rachel held back my hair as I spilt my lunch into the toilet.

"I don't understand." Myah said. "I ate the same thing as you at the restaurant and I'm fine!"

I shrugged. "I don't know. But I feel like I'll never stop throwing up." Groaning I lowered my head back into the toilet bowl.

"Hey Hun. How ya feeling?" Ryan asked, stepping into the bathroom.

"I'm fine. I think I'm done now." I insisted. "Plus I just emptied half my stomach; I could eat."

Dylan gave me a careful look. "Sweetie... You've gained a little weight in the past three months. I don't think you need to eat right now."

I cried at her comment. "Why would you say that?" I ran into my room and slammed the door. It's not my fault I've gained a little weight. I blame it on this thing.

"Baby..." Ryan mumbled coming in. He laid down next to me in our bed and pulled me close.

I struggled to get out of his grasp. It made me feel like the walls were closing in on me. "Ryan I have to tell you something."

"What is it babe?" He kissed my forehead and rubbing my thigh.

"I'm pregnant." I cried. Tears fell from my eyes as I curled up against his chest. I was afraid he wouldn't want our baby. And that he would leave me for someone without kids.

"Baby, why are you crying?" He smiled. I looked up at him and found tears forming in his eyes too.

"I just don't want you to leave me." I sobbed.

"Why would I do that? I would love to have a baby with you." He began to kiss my jawline.

I rubbed my eyes and sniffled a bit. "You would?"

He smiled. "Your the only girl in the world I would even consider having a baby with."

We laid there for the rest of the day. We didn't even get up to eat. We sat there in bed and watched Netflix all day.

"Who else have you told?" Ryan asked.

"Rachel." She was actually the one that suggested I do a pregnancy test. I didn't find out till last month. I had honestly forgotten about my period and I though that I was just gaining some natural weight. When I found out I must've cried for hours.

"When do you want to tell everyone?" His questions made my head throb.

"I don't know." I admitted. "But not now. Soon though."

"Have you told your parents?"

"Can we please not talk about this right now?!" I snapped.

He sighed and kissed my lips softly. "I'm sorry. We don't have to talk about this now. Why don't we just try and go to sleep?" He suggested.

I groaned quietly. "We've been laying in bed all day! I want to move around. I want to do something."

"Then let's go for a walk."

"Okay, but let me get changed first." I said.


We sat down at the exact same bus bench where we met. Just like that day it had started to pour down rain harder than ever before. I recalled that eventful day when Rachel left me to walk home. I am so glad she was a whore back then. Cause if she was a normal best friend, I wouldn't have met all these wonderful people I hang around today.

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