Tysonの小説

“So let me get this straight,” Freya said, wide-eyed, her hands planted on her hips. “You have a baby Jesus in your stomach?”I shrugged, unsure how to explain the full, humiliating details of my club bathroom fiasco. “Something like that,” I muttered, wishing the ground would open and swallow me whole.Freya’s jaw dropped. “You… what? How? When?” She asked like we were friends that keep tabs on each other on a regular basis, and I for one didn't mind it. “I do not know,” I admitted, staring at the floor. “The doctor said I am pregnant. I did not… nothing happened. I mean, there was no penetration. I am still… technically… I am still a virgin.”Freya blinked at me, then let out a laugh that sounded like disbelief teetering on hysteria. “You are absolutely, hands down, the weirdest and most impossible human being I have ever met.”I groaned, rubbing my face with my hands. “Thank you, Freya. That is very comforting.”“Do you know who the father is?” Octavius asked casually as he munche

I stared at the doctor blankly, who was staring back at me with all smiles, after telling me what she believed was the greatest news every woman wanted."What do you mean I'm pregnant?" I asked after a while.The doctor's smile never wavered, but I couldn't share her enthusiasm. How could this be happening now, at a time when my life was already upside down?"You have a baby in your womb, that's how," the doctor explained, her tone gentle but matter-of-fact.I shifted to the edge of my seat. "There must be some sort of mistake," I insisted. "I've never had sex before. Maybe you mixed up my results with someone else's. You can check my vagina, examine me again. I'm telling you, I've never had sex before. This can't be possible."I rushed to the bed situated in the room, my anxiety getting the better of me. "Please, check me," I urged, but the doctor's calm voice halted me in my tracks."That isn't necessary, since I conducted the test myself," she explained. "However, I can perform a p

“Sam, let her go. She was only trying to help.” I let out in fright as I watched color drain from Freya’s face.Sam doesn’t let go, but his grip lessened as he turned to look at me. He turned to look at Freya and then Octavius and then back to me. He slowly let go of her neck.“I told you not to trust anyone,” he said as he got down from the trolley and began to make his way out of the house.I scoffed, not believing he was scolding me right now. “You could have died.” I tried to reason.He halt on his steps, turned and pointed at me. “No, you could have died. And everything your family fought for would have been for nothing,” he said harshly.That was the first time Sam was speaking out of tune to me, and it left me unsettled.Realizing his actions himself, he dropped the finger and instead rubbed his hand over his hair.“You didn’t even say thank you to who saved your life, that’s not nice.” I cautioned.His gaze shifted back to Freya, and he stretched his index finger at the table.

The car stopped when it reached a looming old mansion. The seatbelt unlocked itself, and I pulled it away from my body. I wiped my tears as I stared at what was supposed to be my new home and my safety net.As I stared, I noticed a figure crouched near the gate. At first, I thought it was a statue, or that my blurred vision was playing tricks on me. But the longer I looked, the more real it seemed.I checked the car for a gun and found one in the compartment. I stepped out of the car slowly, leaving the headlights on, and moved forward with the gun held close to my body, heading toward where the figure was crouched.The closer I got, the more familiar the figure looked from behind. Then he turned and flashed bloodied green eyes at me, which faded back to their usual hazel when he saw me.It was the butler who had called me earlier.I rushed to him, placing the gun on the ground beside me as I inspected his wounds.They were deep cuts.“Sam, Sam, please stay awake. I’ll get you help. I

SOPHIA I'm not sure how long I slept during the ride, but I woke up to find the car parked on the side of the road, with no sign of my butler. I looked out the window, thinking he might have stepped out to stretch his legs or relieve himself, but he was nowhere to be seen. I looked around the car and found my phone by the side of the passenger seat. I switched it on immediately and attempted to call my butler. The line rang through, but to my surprise, his phone was still in the car. I quickly released my seatbelt and searched for it, finding it on the floor near the brake pedal. A sense of unease settled in immediately. Just then, I noticed something on the front seat that caught my attention. It was an envelope, the kind my father used to send messages through my butler. The familiar seal on the envelope sparked my curiosity, and I wondered what could be so important that my father would send a message in such a discreet manner. I was tempted to open it immediately, but my curio

RYKER“Will you stop pacing?” Dean asked me with a devastating groan. “You could go shower again if that helps.”If I did it that would make it the third time and I was pretty sure at this point it wouldn't help. I was feeling a new emotion I have never felt before.Is this what humans call anxiety? Did she give me the disease?"You didn't see her," I said, still pacing back and forth as I struggled to find the words. "You didn't see the way she spoke to me, or how she effortlessly flipped me onto the ground." I stuttered, my hands gesturing wildly as I tried to convey the intensity of the moment."No one can take me down like that in combat. It's unheard of.""Maybe that's just a human thing. I mean, Humans are known for taking advantage of others, so it's no surprise."I stopped pacing and turned to Dean, my finger pointing at him for emphasis. "I've had... interactions with humans before," I lowered my voice, "including intimate ones. But they don't behave like she did. I told her