Oh My

Time stopped, the air became charged with electricity as I came face to face with him. Except he had a cold look in his eyes and a scar on his sharp jaw that wasn't quite his.

My heart scream Zayn but my mind knew that these where the effects of him looking like Zayn and me missing him.

The scar was what always differentiated them but in all aspects he still looked like Zayn.

His brows furrowed not understanding why I looked at him with some kind of joy just seconds before disappointment clouded my eyes.

Without a moment of hesitation, he gripped my arm tighter which I forgot was still in his grasp and pulled me into an empty room.

After shutting the door, he regarded me with disgust .My breathing started increasing not out of fear but fury how dare he think he can just... Arh I was at I loss of words.

What are you doing here was his opening remark but I was more focused on his close proximity. He smelled like lavender not one 0f my favorite scents but I found it quite appealing. He was dressed in a sleeves hoodie and a pair of denim jeans.

I subconsciously leaned in to get a better whiff of his scent, so nice as a small smile graced my lips. My fury forgotten.

"Are you sniffing me, he asked curiously with a silly grin on his face.

"What no as if," I answered sheepishly. What has gotten into me.

I pushed away from him and took in my surroundings, it was a patient's room, a dead one at that judging from the white sheet that was covering the body.

Poor them. Breathing equipment where besides the bed. Those must have been helping the deceased in breathing. All in all, it was a typical hospital room with draps on thé window that no doubt overlooked the parking lot if memory serves me well.

Just a few paces away from the window was a closed door brown in colour which I assumed was the toilet.

From the corner of my eye, I could see him observing me. He looked baffled at the very least.

Nonetheless, I think it was my behavior that was to be held accountable. Even I was confused. Did I hate him he'll yeah but his presence felt comforting, his scent calms me.

I didn't feel as irritated as I  was when with Danny. Who let me say stinks like a skank.

My inner turmoil was put to an end when Dean asked me what I was doing at the hospital.

"It's no of your business where I go too. What if I just like hospital." I answer smugly but his not to pleased by my antics.

" Don't bullshit me, who told you about Dad. Hah" he yelled catching me of guard. I was startled, so I backed up only to be meet by the bed in which the body was.

 I panicked and a Scream got logged in my throat as a  wave of nausea overcame me making me  temporarily lose my balance.

Like a flash of light, Dean was besides me cruddling my face in his hands. Worry was evident in on his face. In my current situation I didn't really care about his moods.

I pushed his hands of my face and asked him what he meant by his previous statement.

He kept mumbling some words I couldn't make out. The fun on the ceiling was spinning to fast for my liking. Seeing as it only worsened my state, I looked  down while groans escapedy mouth.

"Come on." He heaved while placing his hands behind my legs and lifting me into  his arms.

I had a sickening feeling at the pit of my stomach like earlier but this time no vomit came out.

Dead body forgotten I was entirely focused on his previous words. Omg is that why she looked so destressed earlier. What's wrong with Mr chol that has Dean so rilled up about me finding out.

I was jolted back to the present when I felt Dean tilt me to the side in order to open the door as it was a hindrance to his goal.

Every slight movement had me moaning and groaning. My vision was to blurry for me to make out anything.

All I saw where lights where to bright for my eyes but even those were blurry.

That's when I succumbed into darkness with a frantic Dean trying to save me.

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I woke up to a light being pointed at my eyes. I squinted them not really a fan after being consumed by darkness just moments ago.

It could have been hours but I thought it best to assume.

"Ahh, your awake. Also just in time for the good news." Said the lady in a white coat whom I  assume is my doctor. After I managed to open eyes.

I frowned in confusion. What good news is she talking about.

"Just give me a moment." She said while turning to the door and ushering someone inside.

Dean stood a the threshold and hesitated for a moment before entering and occupying the seat besides my bed.

His expression showed how much he was despleased at being here. If my presence irked him so much, then, What was he still doing besides me then.

I was about to call him out on his actions when the doctor cleared her voice seemingly cheerful of what she was about to say.

" Mr and Mrs. Machar, the reports are back. And am happy to announce that your wife is six weeks pregnant." She said with a look of joy.

Only if that were the case because as soon as she uttered those words that would have brought joy to the hearts of another couple, My face paled.

I can't believe that am expecting, I thought as my hands twitched besides me while I tried to get up. The moment I tried it, I fell back having no energy in my arms to sustain my weight for even mere seconds.

The pillow under my head that was meant to provide comfort. How I wished it would suffocate me. The bed underneath me to swallow me whole.

Six weeks no bump, six weeks no symptoms not even a fucking sign and am pregnant. Why is life so cruel.

"No need to worry, most ladies don't show any signs til two months have passed. It's normal."  She said having seen our reactions thinking it's because of my slightly flat stomach.

Suddenly I remembered Dean, I inclined my head to the side giving him all my attention.

He sat there with his  hands on his face. Shoulders tense. He didn't move even the slightest bit when suddenly he stood up with roughly causing the chair to fly onto the wall.

He stormed towards the door when he halted and turned to take one final look at me. I didn't expect to see a pained look on his face but there it was before it was replaced by a stone cold one.

As he was leaving he most have encountered someone he wasn't pleased to see because he growled and continued til I couldn't see him anymore.

Danny emerged from the door walking past a very stunned Doctor before asking her to leave.

Once she was out of the room, Danny picked up the descarded chair and sat on it before asking about my well being.

I wasn't all to thrilled to see him but I didn't want to be alone either.

"Why was Dean pissed when he saw you." I asked him out of curiosity more than anything with a frown on my face.

He shuffled nervously and tried to avoid my timid gaze. They where as tight as thieves so what happened.

" His been acting weird." Was his only answer before turning towards me and asking about my well being.

I walked him through the basics not mentioning me being a weirdo and sniffing Dean and finally conclude with the boom.

He was speechless for a second before a look of realisation dawned on his face.

" Is that why you vomited earlier." he questioned.

No shit sherlock.

"Yeah it was, now can you leave me alone. I kinda want to be alone and also you rick." I told him will knitting my brows and squinting my nose to emphasize my point.

He put his hands up in mock surrender and told me to call him when am ready to leave. I simply nodded.

Once I was sure he was out of sight, I let my tears flow. Baby Mama's sorry she has to bring you into this world.

The best option would be to end your misery before it starts I said to my flat belly while cradling it.

My decision was made I couldn't let my baby suffer under him. I would end my own life before that happens.

So frogive mama for the wrong she's about to do. Hope we met in the afterlife and you understand that those who love you tend to do all it takes to save you.