26. Keya

Thomas and I finished our report one last time on Sunday. I thought outlining our report will be a long work but he just happened to be a smart guy and knows how to divide his schedule and prioritize his academics, so it wasn't that hard.

After we wrapped up and finalized everything, he treats me into this little tea house. It's currently around three in the afternoon and I just missed these kind of day back in Southshields, having a three p.m. tea time.

Eversince I moved to Houston, my life being British just left into complete oblivion.

"Oh, I miss this." I commented right after sipping on the tea. "Honestly, I miss home in general."

"Yeah, me too." Thomas agreed giggling. "Are you going home this Christmas."

I sighed, immediately feeling like on the edge thinking about going back home. "Yeah."

"Why do you look like you're not excited?" He asked wondering.

"I'm actually excited." I said trying to control the tears but right before I can stop them it just came out.

"Shit!" Thomas cursed and sat next to me. "Have I gone way too overboard with the question?"

He rubbed my back to calm me down.

"I'm sorry." I said chuckling like an idiot while wiping away my tears. "I just can't hold it anymore."

I know I'm so stupid to be so vulnerable in front of Thomas, a person that I barely knew but I just can't control myself not to cry these days especially if someone mentions about my family.

"What is wrong Keya?" He softly asked which made me to look up on him.

"Nothing." I said wiping my tears away.

"Bullshit. Tell me."

I stared on him, contemplating on whether to tell him or not.

"Come on, spill the tea!" He added.

"Literally I would, just so I could not answer your question." I answered.

"Come on Keya, British to British. You can tell me what's going on. A person needs a friend who can listen to your problems."

Why can't he just be more than my friend? Why can't he just be the father of my child?

"Promise, you won't judge me."

"I promise." He said crossing his neck.

I inhaled to gather myself up and indeed spilt the tea. I don't care anymore, time will come that I won't be able to hide this pregnancy anymore so why not start telling everyone right? As long as no one knows who the father is so I'm free to do it.

"I'm actually four months pregnant." I dropped.

"Come again?"

"I'm pregnant." I said and looked straight to Thomas' face. He was shocked but managed to shake it off in just a second and decided to give me a nod instead.

I chuckled.

"You don't have to pretend that that news didn't surprise you Thomas because this whole thing is quite disturbing."

He chuckles looking on his feet then to my belly and then to my eyes.

"Who's the father?"

"I can't tell you." I said and sip on my tea.

"Right." He said sighing and was silent for a bit still staring on his feet. "I didn't know you had a boyfriend."

"I don't." I answered and sighed myself. "I got knocked up Thomas."

And another wave of shock hits Thomas' face, but again, he chose to pretend that it was no big deal. Damn! Why can't just people be like him? Pretend that not everything is a big deal and just move on right away?

"Does the father knows?"

I nodded. "He's been helping me."

"Tha-that's good to know." He said and looked on my face.

"What?"

"I hope he's taking good care of you and your future baby." He said.

I only smiled and nodded because I don't want to spill another tea again. My whole confession is already quite heavy for Thomas and me, and adding another issue is already way too overboard.

No one has to know that, I have been having problems with how Tyler treats me since I have no one else to blame anyway but only myself.

Few awkward moments passed, Thomas and I decided to take off. He insisted on driving me home. To be honest, he is starting to be gentle which is somehow funny.

"Come on, you're driving way too slow!" I said when I noticed that the car's speed is slower than the usual when we finally ride his car on the way home.

"Are you kidding? You're pregnant Keya."

"I know, but seriously. I'm good with your normal car speed prior to this. So go on!" I said but he didn't listened.

Later on, he drops me in front of Tyler's house's back gate. He hop out of the car too looking at the back portion of Tyler's house.

"Your baby-daddy owns this house?" He said in awe and I managed to only but nod.

"Don't tell anyone."

"Of course." He said and give me a quick hug which made me somehow surprised. "I'll see you at school?"

"Sure."

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At night, I decided to roam outside. It's pretty dark in here already so if Tyler has paparazzi's sneaking out or something they won't notice me. Tyler's house is massive as hell, there's a lot of things to do in here like basketball, golfing, tennis, swim on the pool or even put some campfires and it just sad that he lives here alone.

He's a pretty busy guy and he is not always home, I sometimes still wonder why rich people invest on things that they don't even use that often. In Tyler's case, he have these huge house and yet he lives here alone.

I sat on one of the outside chairs and made myself comfortable. I discovered these secret area last Friday night when I went out to throw the garbage. It's just across from the windows of my room and its currently covered with untrimmed shrubs. I started to love it in here, being inside of my room is sometimes exhausting and gladly I found these place.

A place where I can lay down and stare at the sky during night time when the weather is nice and the stars are up shining.

As of the moment, the sky is looking pretty and I decided to lay down in there watched the stars as I rub my belly, as what I always do. I still find it weird that it's already big and that I couldn't hide it anymore if I don't wear baggy clothes.

Honestly, I find myself looking like a complete idiot for always wearing one but after my confession with Thomas today, a huge stone has been lifted out of my chest and I just somehow realize that maybe I should start letting people know that I am pregnant someway, somehow.

I decided to text my family good night. For sure, everyone is asleep because it's literally one a.m. in there. I haven't talked to them that much to be honest, because everytime I hear there voices I just couldn't help but cry because of guiltiness.

But I guess I'll just have to prepare myself and officially tell them the truth one of these days.

I sighed and glanced at my belly.

"I'm so sorry that mommy is somehow feeling anxious again baby." Talking to your baby is very healthy according to the OB and according also to my own research. "Alright, okay. You know what darling I might as well introduce you to some constellations, shall I? We better lift up some mood in here!"