CHAPTER 3

( Cassie POV)

" Will you be my date tonight, Cassie?" Tony asked me. I blinked at him, several thoughts running through my mind. I was still trying to get over my ex-boyfriend. I didn't wish to see him since he broke up with me and I hadn't seen him since. But then, I wished to see him, even if it was just once, so I could ask him for a genuine reason for breaking up with me.

I gave him my heart, body, and soul. I loved him wholeheartedly, but all he did was break my heart into shreds. I was still trying to pick up the pieces of my broken heart and trying to fix them back in their position. hoping that one day, it would heal.

Hearing Tony ask me out on a date was bringing back the pain. It had been three months since Cameron broke up with me, but it still felt like a day since it happened because the hurt was still fresh in my heart.

I didn't know what to say to Tony. I didn't want him to get the wrong idea of me. He had asked me to be his girlfriend, but I rejected him. If I accepted to go on the date, did it mean I was his girlfriend? I knew I wasn't ready for another relationship. It was too early.

"Cassie", Pam called, jerking me out of my reverie. We were sitting in the school cafeteria, and Tony was asking me this question after lunch. I had been feeling unwell since I got to school that morning, so I told Pam I was going to skip the rest of the classes after lunch.

"Alright, Tony," I finally gave in. He beamed in excitement, and Pam clapped her hands.

"But you're still not my boyfriend," I stated loudly to his hearing. His body was calm as I said that. He quickly replaced the hurt on his face with a smile. "It's okay. We will take it slow."

"Alright," I stood up. Pam did the same as I flung my schoolbag to my shoulder, ready to go home. I was beginning to feel dizzy again just like I had felt earlier that morning before my first class, and I wondered why.

" We will get going, Tony. Thanks for lunch," Pam appreciated him.

"My pleasure," he replied with a wide grin. He was really happy and excited about the night.

"Bye, Tony," I waved at him and walked towards the exit with Pam.

"Alright, Cassie. I will come pick you up when it's time," he shouted after us. I looked back and nodded at him with a sweet smile.

"I'm going to skip class too," Pam muttered as we walked towards the campus gate. I intended to go get a cab.

"You don't need to," I objected.

"I'll take you home," she insisted.

I smiled at my friend in gratitude. Since I started feeling feverish and dizzy, I thought it must have had something to do with the exercise routine I had just commenced after three months. I stopped exercising after the breakup and just picked up the habit again the day before.

"Someone is going out on a date. Someone is going to be someone's girlfriend," Pam sang.

"Pam, it's just a date. Besides, it's too soon, I'm not ready. It's just three months...."

"Is three months not enough to cry over spilled milk?" She questioned with wide eyes.

"I feel it's too soon."

"Relax, babe. Just go along with the flow and see how it turns out. I want you to enjoy tonight. The last time you had fun was three months ago, remember?"

"That was a disaster,” I told her, remembering what had happened and the sex between me and the stranger.

"Disaster indeed." Pam laughed. "Because you got banged."

"Stop it already, please," I begged her to stop teasing me. I was uncomfortable whenever she talked about it.

"I wonder why you don't like talking about that night," she stated.

"Because I am not proud of it," I admitted.

"What?" Pamela snickered as she brought out her car keys from her bag and dangled them. "You aren’t proud of something amazing as you getting laid on the second day after your break-up? It's something to be proud of. If you're not proud of it, well, I am super proud of you, baby girl."

"Whatever."

"Whatever," Pamela rolled her eyes at me.

We both laughed. We got to the parking lot and found our way to Pamela's car.

"Tony will be really happy if you accept him, you know?"

"Shut up and let's go," I snapped at her.

A wave of dizziness swept through me again, and I almost stumbled to the ground, but I gripped the car handle. I held it firmly and closed my eyes. When I opened them again, Pam was already inside the car, looking at me carefully.

"What is it, Cassie?"

I wanted to reply, but no words were coming out. The moment I closed my eyes again, I found myself falling to the ground and losing consciousness.

******

As I opened my eyes, a tight grip on my hand made me jump. Startled, I turned my head to see Pamela sitting beside my bed, her face full of worry. But something was off about her - she looked almost...fearful.

"Cassie," she said in a hushed voice, you had us all worried sick."

I tried to sit up, but a sudden pain in my side stopped me in my tracks. "What happened?" I asked, noticing the way my mother's eyes were glued to mine.

"You passed out," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

My heart rate quickened. This couldn't be good. I had always been healthy what could have caused me to pass out?

"The doctor ran some tests," Pamela added, her grip on my hand tightening. "But he hasn’t told us anything yet."

I couldn't help but feel a shiver run down my spine at her words. What kind of tests? And why wasn't anyone telling me what was going on?

As if on cue, the door swung open and in walked the doctor. My mother stood up abruptly, a look of anticipation on her face.

"It's good news," the doctor announced, smiling widely. "You're going to be just fine."

Relief flooded through me, but I couldn't help but feel skeptical.

"Wait, what's the good news?" I asked, eyeing the doctor warily.

He hesitated for a moment before finally speaking. "Well, you are pregnant," he said slowly.

My mouth dropped open. Pregnant? But...how was that possible? I wasn’t seeing anyone, was I?

As I looked around at the stunned faces of Pamela and my mom, I couldn't help but wonder: was this really a good news? Or was it just the beginning of a whole new nightmare?