Forever Bound

Chapter 2

I wake up to the sun rays coming from the room window. I groan in frustration and roll to the other side of the bed at the blinding lights coming from the window. I slowly flutter my eyes open and they come in contact with a white ceiling. Wait, a white ceiling? Where am I? I j******f the bed in shock and sit up with a confused look on my face. The white walls, the ceiling, the painting on the wall, the queen sized bed. Where am I? This is not my home because as a matter of fact I do not even have a home to lay my head. I usually spend the night in the woods so who put me here?

A throbbing headache hits me causing me to wail in pain and place my hand on my forehead in agony. It must definetly be a hangover. Wait, a hangover? The memories of last night slowly replay in my head.

I remember meeting a man named Silas, he took me here and oh my goodness, we had s*x!

I place my hand over my mouth to hide the scream that threatens to escape from my lips. What is wrong with me? How did I let this happen to myself? I run a hand through my blonde hair and begin to pace the room with my other hand on my waist.

I try to calm myself down by muttering soothing words. It is going to be fine. Where is he though? Where did Silas disappear to? I dash towards the bathroom for a quick shower and once I am done, I pack my things and scurry out of the room silently hoping that I do not bump into Silas. He is the last person I want to see right now.

I successfully make my way out of the hotel. I release a heavy sigh of relief at the fresh air. That place was suffocating and I am more than glad that I did not bump into Silas.

I make my way towards the restaurant I work at, my shift starts by eight and I already an hour late.

I walk into the restaurant and the manager is already standing outside of the restaurant with an impatient look on her face.

I clear my throat and think of a perfect lie to feed her but she does not even let me brainstorm, she throws a gazillion of questions at me. No matter the lie I try to feed her with, I am very sure that she has already made up her mind to yell at me and scold me.

"You! Where did you go? What is wrong with you? Do you want to lose your job? Have you gotten a job elsewhere?"

"No madam. I swear, It will not repeat itself again. I cross my heart." I say. Surprisingly the manager just throws an apron across my shoulders and gestures me to start working.

I release a heavy sigh and begin yet another miserable day. For some reasons, I do not feel as miserable as I felt yesterday and for another reason, I can not get Silas out of my head. Silas has made an effect on me, something that I do not think can leave. Is he actually my mate? Is that why I can not stop thinking about him? Is that the same way Silas feels as well? Am I also on his mind as well? I wonder if he is also thinking about me right now.

Weeks pass by so fast for me, it is a month and some weeks since I met Silas but it still feels like yesterday, He is still on my mind and it has gotten worse since I visited the clinic. A week ago, I have been getting some weird symptoms. At first I thought it was just a fever or something like stress since I have been working really hard over the past few weeks just to earn something for myself. I had no choice but to visit the clinic and conduct a few tests.

Today I will be going for the tests results, I feel scared and afraid because I have a few suspicions of what might be wrong with me. Although I hope it is not what i think it is or else, I would be doomed forever.

I dash into the hospital and brush past a few workers that render greetings to me. I stopped in front of the receptionist desk.

"Hi, my name is Ariel and I am here to see Doctor Miranda. I have an appointment with her today." I say.

The receptionist nods her head and places a call across with the telephone besides her. In less than two minutes, the receptionist directs me towards Doctor Miranda's office. As I approach the small white door to Doctor Miranda's office, my heart races extremely fast and diverse thoughts ring in my head.

I eventually push the front door open and I meet Doctor Miranda sitting comfortably on a couch with a brown envelope in her hands. She gestures me to join her on the couch and I do exactly as she instructed.

"Hi Ariel and how are you feeling today?" Doctor Miranda questions. Honestly, I just wish she would get over with the pleasantries and go straight to the point.

"Hi doctor. I am doing okay. I have other things to do so I would really appreciate if you just get to the main reason as to why I am here. The test results." I say. Doctor Miranda nods her head and a huge smile spreads across her face.

"In that case, I have good news for you Ariel." Doctor Miranda says. Good news? Judging by the look on her face, it is defined good news to her but is it good news to me?

"Good news? Alright Doctor. Please tell me this good news." I say.

"You are three weeks pregnant Miss Ariel." Doctor Miranda deadpans.