Pregnant with heartache

Three

The hotel was very from our house, or rather Trent’s and Candice’s house. I had made sure it was so. I had cried for almost an hour immediately I checked in. The realization of what really happened hit me hard and I just didn’t know if I would ever recover. The hotel was nice and distracting enough, large rooms, king sized bed, a pool in the other side of the room to relax in and a large view of the city. Sometimes I would look at the pool longingly wishing it would just drown me. 

I had to tell myself that it wasn’t worth it. Trent wasn’t worth my life. I had to move on, had to find other sweet aspect of life and make sure that Trent betrayal didn’t mess with my head. I stared at myself in the mirror now as the water ran down my body in the shower. Blonde hair and all. I didn’t look bad. When I came to check into the hotel all eyes had been on me from the moment I checked in to when I walked to my room. Someone had even whistled appreciatively. So why was Trent so hateful, what did I do to deserve the hate I saw in his eyes today.

And there was Candice, I had thought she was my best friend. I had even told her my darkest secrets. We had laughed together and cried together but now she was sharing my bed with my husband.

Ex husband. My wolf, sparkle interrupted and I sighed.

Right, ex husband 

A knock came interrupting me from my thoughts and I pushed open the door to see a young looking and handsome attendant.

“Ma’am , you ordered” he said and I remembered that I had ordered something to eat. I had forgotten in all my grieving. Now that he mentioned it I suddenly felt so hungry.

I smiled at the young man.

“Thank you” I said and he smiled uncertainly. He looked flustered and I realized he was blushing. For a moment I was too amused to even take the wheeler that carried my food. It was surprising, after all the hate from Trent, to see someone that looked at me and seemed flustered.

“Thank you” I said again, placing a hand on his shoulder to make him feel comfortable and he nodded. He still nervous. I took the wheeler and he managed a smile and walked away, I closed the door behind him.

I wolfed down the food within minutes of uncovering it. I was so hungry that I could barely think straight. I hadn’t known how hungry I was while busy crying over split milk. 

When I was done, I felt better and more of myself. I smiled to myself when I thought of the young teen. If only he knew what lay in store for him when it came to relationship. 

“Easy on him, Ronnie. He’s just eighteen” Sparkle said and I smiled.

“Yeah, makes me feel old and I don’t like it” I replied.

“But you are old” 

I burst out laughing and stumbled to the balcony to watch the city under dusk. Sparkle was my only comforter in my bad times. She was a part of me, that had a mind of her own, and I, a part of her too. I extended my claw watching the way the gleamed wickedly under the setting sun. Sometimes I wonder if Sparkle could feel the pain I was……

“My shoulder aches me” she said and I smiled. My shoulder ached me too and I was happy she was trying to show me how connected we are.

“Do you think Trent feels a bit remorse for his actions?” I asked. 

“He never loved you Ronnie. Was just obsessed for a while, he’s a jerk” she said and I smiled.

“I don’t want to ever fall in love again. I probably never will” I said and I heard her chuckle, a deep, growly, feminine chuckle.

“No one can predict love, attagirl. It comes like breeze, either it comes and go or it just dissipate there” she replied and I sighed. Trust Sparkle to give the best advice ever but the truth was I don’t ever want to fall in love again. It was best to focus on my job, and live my life but I was going to ever fall in love or run around with men. 

“Not all men are the same, you know. Take our young attendant for example. He’s naive, young and handsome perhaps you can try an age gap relationship” Sparkle said and I growled out.

“Shut up Sparkle” I ground out and I heard her chuckle.

“Just saying what I feel” she said, I could hear the humor in her voice and I grinned. What would I do without Sparkle. She was the only one I could talk to when I needed someone. It was funny how I had little time for her, chasing every Trent.

“I am sorry” I said inwardly and she chuckled.

“Don’t be, Ronnie. He was your man” 

“ I was foolish to fall for him” I insisted.

“That’s okay Ron” she cooed.

“I am so stupid” I added.

“Shut up Ronnie” she said imitating my voice and I laughed. Sparkle loves joking, to calm me down and she knew how to laugh, how to comfort, how to chide, even how to advise. Sometimes I just feel I was lucky to be born a werewolf.

“Thank you Spar…….” My stomach churned and I doubled over, feeling nauseous. I could feel the contents of what I ate rushing up.

I ran to the bathroom and threw up, vomiting everything I ate into the closet. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and frowned. What did they put in the food? Why was I…….

“Uh oh” Sparkle said and I frowned.

“What’s that?” I said out loud.

“I don’t know if this is good news or bad news” she deadpanned and I growled.

“Sparkle what the fuck is wrong” I said and she sighed.

“You’re pregnant” she said and my phone fell from my hands.

 “With Trent’s baby” she added.