Twenty one

Days have passed and I still refused the test. Jacob senior was getting annoyed and frustrated. He even tried to hold a gun to my head, I didn't flinch. He even tried my mom, I ignored her. He's running out of options. I'm hoping he shoots me and it's serious enough to rush me to an emergency room, but this being a gang they probably have a doctor like bran does.

"Laura, please make this easier on yourself." My mom pleaded.

"Fuck you." Is all I could say.

"You have to test, that's all. Just to make sure you can give him an heir."

"I'd rather die."

"Please sweetie." My mom reached for my hand making me jerk away from her.

"Don't touch me. I hate you!"

She sobbed a little and ran from the room. I heard it click and then silence.

A week passed by before I started feeling sick. I kept throwing up and wanted nothing but to be free. I wanted bran. I didn't sleep much. I didn't even eat much. I just sat by the window and cried. I know, I'm being a baby about this. But who wouldn't? E