Chapter 2
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Chapter 2
Emilia
8 Weeks Later.......
"Natalia open the bloody door," Emilia yelled, ready to knock down the wooden door with all her might.
Emilia knew if her sister continued to hog up the bathroom, she would never make it to work on time. Natalia knew this segment yet she chooses to ignore that and Emilia's threats to kill her when she walked out.
"Go use Mum's bathroom or Noah's.” She retorted, rolling her eyes while straightening her hair.
"Yeah, but all my things are in this bathroom.” She hissed, raking a hand through her wavy brown hair.
Continuing to wait for her sister she circled the room impatiently as her stomach violently began to contract to make its way up her esophagus and to her throat, without much thought Emilia used her hand to cover her mouth, running to her brother's toilet across the hall where she threw up more rapidly than a firing machine gun emptying out the remaining content of her stomach.
Once she finished she stood up inhaling a deep breath and then washed her face without even taking a glance at her pale reflection.
She walked back to her room with her hands on her hips to find Natalia finally exiting the bathroom. "Oh, you finally decided to exit the bloody bathroom after two whole hours.” Natalia gaged at her sister's remark.
"You know I have to look good working for Vogue magazine especially considering the fact that sexy Australian is the main model.” Natalia squealed jumping around the room like a two-year-old on Christmas morning while of course Emilia glared at her with rage seeing through her eyes and Natalia stayed rooted to her spot almost forgetting her sister's threats." Em..."
"I am going to suck every bit of happiness from you and murder you brutally.” She chased her sister around the room for less than five seconds until Natalia stopped on her bed panting dramatically.
"Well someone hasn't gotten laid in a while now was Mcsexy, not good enough to stratify your needs," Emilia gaped at her sister's lack of embarrassment. She knew that topic wasn't up for discussion and it causes her to blush the color of a tomato.
"You b***h stop it.” She snarled and Natalia cackled so hard she fell to the ground. “You know the real reason is my boss the Grinch himself will yell his lungs out.” She jolted the drawer shut and grabbed a pair of jeans.
She snorted folding her arms, "Em you had the brains out of our senior class, you made a 5.0 GPA and you were Valedictorian why do you even want to become teach a bunch of ungrateful whiny brats when you can become a doctor or a lawyer?" Emilia threw a glare in her direction because she hated explaining the fact that interests and brains fall into two different categories.
"You know that I'm not interested in those fields of expertise they just don't speak to me and besides you have been trying to talk me out of doing this for six years now don't you get exhausted.” Natalia sighed and take a minute to reobserve his sister before nodding her head.
"Whatever I just don't want you to regret it but if you're happy with the career then....” She trails off waiting for her sister's response.
"I'm happy trust me teaching at the university just gets me excited even though the students can be hella annoying but overall everything is great.” She beamed, rubbing her sister's shoulder for comfort, and Natalia smiled engulfing her sister in a hug.
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After Emilia left Natalia recognized her Mum was dressed fancier than usual so she decided to follow a habit she got into lately.
Juliana soon stopped her car at a very famous and fancy restaurant to meet the man she had been seeing in secret for over six months now.
Natalia, of course, saw the peck the mid-aged man gave her Mum on the lips but did not splurge until he pulled out the three stoned Hudson diamond ring. She rapidly ran in screaming. “What the hell is this were you ever going to tell us about this pervert.” Juliana glared at her daughter with anger seeping through her eyes.
"Natalia watch your language," Juliana argued, ready to push her daughter out of the door.
"Look buddy My Mum doesn't want to see you so you can be on your way to where ever the f**k you came from!” She exclaimed, pointing towards the nearest exit as the man's green eyes locked with hers.
The man cleared his throat, "I'm not here to make trouble-"
"Oh I know exactly what you're here for buddy, you are here to get into my Mum's pants, well News flash for ya honey it's not happening.” She accused, practically hollering through the whole restaurant.
"Ali we will discuss this at home not in public please," Juliane whispered gritting on her teeth while nudging Natalia's shoulder.
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"Ms. Rene, are you asking to be fired?" Dr. Trenchbowl accused, glaring at a now flustered Emilia. After all, she did not arrive late but then again he was a complete pain the ass, only tolerable by zero percent of the human population. "How many times have I said you are to be here at least thirty minutes before class starts but you continue to defy my rules.” He gritted his teeth like the normal agitated Porky Pig.
Though not very old the man had a raging temper and was very arrogant.
She glanced at the mid-aged man and tried to be as polite as she could manage" Dr. Trenchbowl please its happened twice in this semester can't you-"
"I am sure there are many other interns dying to take your spot this very minute." That statement was a complete and utter lie and Trenchbowl knew that himself, in fact, Dr. Smith was supposed to be Emilia's instructor but due to her unfortunate circumstances she couldn't make it that semester so all three hundred and fifty students applicants dropped out after knowing of the switch. Emilia, on the other hand, cared less about who the instructor was. She knew that she wasn't always going to work with people she liked and so she went for it.
As for the others well can you blame them, the imbecile is complaining about being on time. Like who the f**k does that? Ahh, no one that's who.
"I realize that this is a bad way to end the semester Dr. Trenchbowl but I'm really sorry I was really sick this morning and could barely compose myself....” She trailed off waiting for him to say something but all she caught was a look of disgust forming on his face.
He huffed a breathe, "Ewwww like I wanted to know that!!! Why are you here? I don't want to get sick... Leave now go.” He commanded, glaring at Emilia as if she were an infectious disease.
Alright, this is the moment we declare this man bipolar no, no no mildly bipolar.
"But-"
"Pish posh I don't want any buts leave, go.” Emilia took a minute to glance at the brown-haired man before running to the nearest exit to empty out the content of her stomach after she finished Emilia ran home.
Emilia opened the entrance door to find Natalia glaring at a tall and dark mid-aged man" Oh Em you're just in time to see this old p*****t convince our now engaged Mum to take us to New York."
Of course, Emilia was shocked at her sister's statement but all her attention was fully focused on the result of the pregnancy test in her purse.
"Yeah um, I need to use the restroom right now but um congrats Mum.” Emilia strolled towards the bathroom as casually as possible once she entered she locked the door, took out the box from her purse, and took a deep breath.
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Emilia scowled at the positive pregnancy test for what seemed like a year but was only a good fifteen minutes. What was she going to do now? She didn't even know the man's name. She didn't even know if she had the guts to tell her family but she knew one thing for sure. She was keeping the baby and she cared less of anyone's opinion.
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