The Confused One

Episode 9

It’s been 2 months and right now I’m 3 months and 2 weeks pregnant, I’m showing a little bit more.

Lucas has been no where to be seen lately.

He works but always stays in his own office when he’s at the warehouse.

Avoids me at the best cost.

When we have to talk about something to do with the gang he sends me emails, EMAILS.

And you see the family Saturday dinners he’s been going to since we were kids he no longer shows up, my mum took it the hardest as she sees him as one of her sons too.

As much as his weird ass behaviour is annoying the f**k out of me I have not caused a scene as that much stress could not ever be good for a baby.

From his behaviour it’s pretty obvious he regrets the decision of helping me create this baby but there’s no going back.

I have never been so happy as I am now with this pregnancy.

I still have to tell my gang members but I want to wait further into my pregnancy, it’s not because I don’t trust them because I trust them with my life they are family, the reason is that everyone would be talking about it and I would hate the word to accidentally get out to an enemy, I could never have my baby in that type of danger.

I was sitting in my office doing work like usual when I received an email from Lucas.

I was caught off when the email had been directed to everyone in my family because it’s weird he would send it to everyone as all he talks about is work and we don’t normally discuss gang work with all the family unless it’s something important and if it was something important I would already know.

As I got ready to read the email I took out my chocolate chip cookies and then started reading while taking small bites.

I chocked on my cookie when I read that he’s inviting us all to an engagement celebration.

From everything I was expecting to read on this email him being engaged had not crossed my mind at any point what so ever.

I could feel a pang of hurt in my heart for some strange reason.

I was trying to call myself and to control my breathing, it was useless.

The thought of my panic attack harming my baby helped me call down and in not long my breathing was back to normal.

Though I felt much better I still decided it would be best to go to the doctors just for a check up.

From all my research any type of stress could really hurt the baby and I want to make sure the baby is ok or else I know I wouldn’t be able to rest in piece.

I made my way to the hospital wing in the warehouse and called for my most trusted doctor.

I did have to tell my doctor that I was pregnant but she’s trusted enough to not tell anyone else about the baby yet.

After making sure the baby was at its best health the doctor advised me to go home and rest and I did.

I was getting tired and so I didn’t want to drive so I had my driver drive me to my apartment.

When I got to to my apartment I went straight to bed and picked up my laptop so I could finish reading Lucas’s email.

I took a couple of deep breaths before starting to read it again.

I had read most of it the rest I had to read was only the date of the celebration dinner.

The dinner is in two weeks, it’s the day it marks 4 months of my pregnancy.

I never thought that Lucas would ever get married, I wonder what pushed him to make such a decision.