Pregnant
Myla’s POV
I took a deep breath holding the pregnancy test stick one last time before finally peeing on it. I closed my eyes and said a little prayer before looking at it. I wasn't sure what I wanted, whether I wanted it to be negative or positive all I know I was scared as hell. I had been feeling nauseous and sick almost every morning for days now it was like a recurring morning sickness, and my period was late. I saw the pregnancy stick when I went grocery shopping one day and decided to get one just for clarity sake it was a wild guess but not impossible.
I have never had thoughts about having a kid in my marriage so I didn't know how to feel about it now, I felt lonely and trapped most times of my life, I took a deep breath in before I opened one eye to peek at the pregnancy stick, my heart was racing so fast that I couldn't even see clearly. I used the back of my palm to wipe my eyes and took another glance and my heart almost jumped out of my mouth when I saw the double lines of the stick. I clasped my other hand over my mouth with wide eyes to stop myself from screaming out loud. The test was positive, my heart was thudding so fast as a million thoughts swarm into my head. How would Alex react to it if he finds out? That was the one that kept on ringing in my head.
I was scared to tell my husband the result, I could imagine the expression on his face and it sent cold chills running through my spine so I decided to keep it to myself. I was pregnant something I was supposed to be happy about like other parent but I wasn't instead I was scared and burdened. Our marriage is a very complicated one, not one filled with love like the ones I envy. We look all lovey-dovey outside but inside it is the opposite.
Alex is always working and anytime he was at home he never came around me only when it was time to eat which we did in ear-piercing silence anytime I tried to bring up a conversation with him he always shut it down with a straightforward response, we have been living like that for almost three years now we don't even share a room that is how serious it is.
I'm more of a roommate than a wife would it all change when I give him the news, or would he ask me to get rid of it?. I stuck the test stick in the pocket of my robe and splashed cold water on my face as I stared at my reflection in the mirror, I pinched my cheek to bring life to my face I looked as pale as paper like blood was drained away from me.
“Good morning,” I said briefly to Alex who was seated on the table with his head buried in his laptop
“Morning” he replied not taking his head up from his laptop
“Isn't it too early to be working? You didn't even touch your breakfast” I said to him but he said nothing and just kept on typing away, I wanted to pour everything out to him, my heart felt so heavy but I used everything in me to hold it back I am terrible at keeping secrets but I was determined to not let this one slip for now.
“Erm our anniversary is in a few days,” I said then he took a peek at me from his laptop before returning to what he was doing
“Yeah,” he said
“So I invited some of the family and a few friends to come over to have dinner on that day,” I told him
“Why would you do that?” he asked looking me straight in the eyes sounding cold
“It is our third anniversary, I just thought it would be nice,” I told him
“You thought” he scoffed
“Aren't supposed to let me know before you do something like that?” he asked
“I have tried but it is not like you listen to me,” I told him and he just looked at me not saying a word
“Please be on time, it starts by four,” I said to him, ignoring the tone in his voice of how uninterested he was in our anniversary
“Whatever,” he said before he slammed his laptop close and stood up to leave
“Your breakfast, should I pack it for you?” I asked like the caring wife I was
“Don’t cook my dinner I won't be coming home tonight” he said to me ignoring my question as he walked out of the living room. I let out a sad sigh in defeat all my efforts to make us have a relationship had been nothing but a bunch of epic fails, I let out a sigh as I wrapped my arms around my tummy
It still felt unreal that I was carrying a baby something I never thought about in my marriage it would selfish to bring a child into such complicated marriage. Alex never got intimate with me it was like the thought of being intimate with me was torture to Alex, ever since we got married we have never been intimate I have tried to coax him into sleeping with me but he didn't seem to care I tried to seduce him but nothing worked even to the point of standing stack naked in front of him but he just stared at me from up to down before walking out on me leaving me feeling humiliated and worthless but one time he came back drunk and he was all over me one thing led to another and here I am pregnant with his baby.
He acted like he did not know about what had happened between us so I never brought it up either, when I woke up the next morning he wasn't beside me anymore and went about his day without saying anything about it. I am worried about how he would react when I tell him about my pregnancy but I shook it off instead, it is better not to brood myself with it thought.