I'm pregnant.
There are things that you know it's true but you still can't believe it is. I'm fucking pregnant with a child. It's unbelievable that there's a fetus growing in me.
I sobbed as I sat up.
Zavi looked at me worriedly, "Are you not happy?." He asked softly, rubbing my tummy slowly.
"It's tears of joy. Never would I think I would have a baby."
He pulled me into his body, stroking my hair gently.
"I'm happy that you want it. We both are gonna be the best parents." He cooed, placing his jaw on top of my head.
"Who would think little Nora would bring a child to this world? My chances of survival had been very slim."
"Don't say that baby." He stated strongly.
"I know you feel like I'm safe because your father is dead, my brother is still out there looking for a way to finish me off. Do you think this child needs to come now?."
I felt him tense, I slowly went out of his arm to look at his face, "We can't bring this baby now, the world we live in is very dangerous, for both you and I to have kids."
"I don't want my child to live a monstrous life, Zavi."
His face went still as he chewed on what I just said, his eyes lowered to the ground.
"So what do you suggest, Nora?." He asked with a low voice.
"I don't know, you're my husband, what do we do to our child?."
A moment of silence passed.
"I think we keep it, until then I'll find a safer world for all of us."
That was all I needed to hear.
Nora's pov.
"Hey, John. Have you ever had sex in the elevator?." I asked, sketching something on a note.
I didn't know what I was doing with a pen but I was bored as fuck, so I asked John, who had been employed to watch me sit while I sketch him. He took Will's work of watching me, although he isn't able to do anything yet, it was to have a companion or something
William had taken the place of Alec and he was doing very fine.
"No." The sixteen years old boy replied. He had artificial green hair and black dim eyes.
I tapped my pen on the note this time, looking up at the wall clock.
I've been waiting patiently for my husband to come home.
"Hello, girlfriend." I roll my eyes at the voice of Irene.
I heard her suitcase drop to the floor, "Nora, not even a hug?."
I hissed and looked up. She had her hand spread wider. Is she kidding me?
"No hugs, definitely not for a best friend who forgot me."
She shook her head, "Aha, is that it?." She rushed me and hugged me down on the couch.
Her heavy perfume almost caused me to throw up on her, I pushed her away forcefully.
Confusion crosses her face, "I don't like the smell of your perfume, it smells like men's sperm."
"What?." Irene smelt herself, "The lady asked me to wear this because it has the best cologne ever."
"It's not the perfume that's the problem, she's pregnant," John replied to her.
She gasped, but instead of talking about my pregnancy, she turned around at the unknown face.
"I don't know you."
"Oh, John?He's the newly employed bodyguard. Your boyfriend is working with Don, and he brought a kid to keep me company."
"I'm not a kid," John stated angrily. I've been calling him that since he came.
"You're sixteen." I reminded him, in case he had forgotten his age.
"You're a kid, John, move," Irene said to him, he rolled his eyes at us and walked away.
Irene sat across from me, "You're going to have a baby? how many weeks gone?."
"Four weeks. The doctor said the recent events made it too stressful for the baby. That I shouldn't do anything, I shouldn't get too angry although everything pisses me off these days, that I should just sit like the perfect pregnant wife."
"And you shouldn't drive?." She asked, with a crooked smile.
"If you're trying to take Berry and Frosty, just make a rethink. I can drive, baby girl."
She sighed and slumped back on the couch, "I can't believe you're gonna be a mom."
I shrugged, "I still can't believe that myself. Nora's gonna be a mom, great. Worst mom ever activated."
Irene scoffed, "You'll do better than me. At least you restrict yourself from drinking beer." She said, pointing at the juice can on the table.
"The baby's dad took all my beers out of the house. There's not a single alcoholic drink in this mansion."
She bolted off the couch, her eyes suddenly wide, "He didn't just do that."
I sang, "He already did."
Before I could say another word, Irene was already on her way to the kitchen.
"I'm home." My baby daddy voice said from the door, I stood up quickly, searching for my husband.
I ran and went into his arms, as he carried me up and twirled me around like a child.
He set me back on the floor and kissed my hair.
"I missed you, honey. And how's my second baby doing?."
I giggled as he bent down and placed a small kiss on my belly.
Looking up, I saw Andrea at the doorstep. She covered her eyes with her dark shades as usual.
"Hi, Andrea." I waved.
"I was on my way to the airport and decided to stop by and see you."
I stood beside Zavi, folding my hands under my breast.
"I'm sorry, Nora. I know we didn't start okay, you are a great woman and I'm proud of how you survived through all that went down lately. You're the reason I united with my family again and you made me understand that we were the ones who can make our future, everything we do, or believe in determines our stages of life. Thank you very much and I'm glad you're the source of my brother's happiness."
I looked up at Zavi and he simply nodded his head. I walked closer to her and hugged her briefly.
I went back to stand with Zavi.
"Where are you going?." He asked his twin as his hand covered my shoulder.
"I'm going to see Evan and then visit mom in Poland."
He smiled and went toward her, he pulled her to himself and patted her back.
I'm glad everything's fine with this family.
"What did I miss?." Irene's voice interrupted us and we all turned.
She had a wine bottle in her hand, and a weed in the other hand.
My eyes glinted, "Where did you get that?." I asked, twirling around.
Zavi quickly scooped me from behind and started carrying me upstairs.
"Irene, get the fuck out of my house." He growled.