Lucifer’s Bride – 27
A story by Faith Lucky
I gasped and covered my mouth with my palm to prevent me from screaming.
Was this for real?
The lines…They were double.
And according to Sally, it was…positive?
No, no. This isn’t possible. There’s no way it can be positive. I mean, I can’t be pregnant.
Carrying a baby In me?
The tube fell off from my hand and I leaned on the table for support. I was shocked beyond words.
But what if this was true? And I was really pregnant? For Damon?
I could remember…
Miss Margaret had said something about conception. And since Damon has been having s3x with me, isn’t it possible for me to get pregnant?
This isn’t possible.
“Roxanne” I heard Sally call from my outside and I shrugged out of my thoughts. That was when I realised the tear rolling down my cheek.
“I’m…I’m fine” I managed to say, hoping she doesn’t come in.
I sank my fingers into my hair, confused.
How did this happen? How did i get pregnant for Damon? How can I be pregnant for him?
The king of hell;
Someone that doesn’t even love me.
What do I do?
“Roxanne! Damon’s on his way here!’ I heard Sally growl from outside and I gasped.
I quickly bent and picked up the test tube from the floor.
what do I do with this?
I looked around in confusion and finally threw it into the toilet, closing up the seater afterwards.
Then, I washed my face and left, returning to the bedroom.
Sally was no longer there and I got in the same time Damon was coming in.
I shook nervously and quickly took my eyes to the floor. My heart was racing so fast.
I couldn’t tell him about it.
What would his reaction be? Knowing I was pregnant for him. What if he tries to kill the baby?
But, do I even want this baby? How can I be a mother at this age?
I Don’t know anything about it. And Damon of all people! How can I have a child for him? I’m the daughter of his greatest enemy. He wants to kill me.
How can I possibly have a child for him?
I looked at him and noticed he was staring at me. Why has he been quiet?
He was putting on a long red jacket and looked as handsome as he’s always looked.
I can’t be pregnant for him.
“Why haven’t you touched your meal?” He asked as he darted his eyes to the food on the table.
“I…I um…” I paused and took my gaze to the floor again.
“I was busy in the bathroom. But, I’ll eat right away” I replied and gulped nervously.
He didn’t say anything immediately as he started walking towards me and my anxiety increased.
I thought of moving backwards, but suddenly I stopped myself. I didn’t want him to get suspicious.
Please, don’t tell me he’s reading my thoughts.
It’s not possible.
He stood in front of me with his hands crossed behind his back and stared quietly at me.
“I want you to get ready in time” he finally broke the brooding silence.
“We’ll be going out later in the evening” he said and I just nodded.
But where’s he taking me?
He turned around and headed for the door but stopped when he opened it.
“It’s what the humans call a date” he added and walked out and I lifted my eyes to look at the blank door.
Damon’s taking me out on a date?
I say next to Damon in the black limo as we drove to the venue of the “date”.
I tried not to think about the pregnancy so he doesn’t get to read my thoughts.
I seriously don’t know what to do about it. How can I possibly tell him I’m pregnant? How do I go about it.
He was silent throughout the drive and kept staring through the window.
Then, finally, the limo came to a stop and I figured we had gotten to our destination.
The door was opened and we both came out from it.
I looked around and wow!
It was beautiful and breathtaking. It looked more like a garden.
I waited for Damon to get to where I was and we started walking into the garden together.
I felt so nervous. I couldn’t believe I was walking beside Damon in such manner. What’s his reason for taking me on a date in the first place?
We walked in and I found a table in the middle of the garden, filled with so many foods and drinks.
The garden was dark, but beautiful colored were fixed all around the flowers and it gave it a bedazzling sight.
Damon took me to the table and made me sit while he also took his, opposite to mine.
“Do you need some wine?” He asked while looking down at the table and I gulped nervously.
“Um…no” I replied and he looked at me.
“Sorry, yes” I added quickly and he turned some wine from a bottle into a glass cup and handed It to me.
“Thanks” I said nervously as I collected the glass from him.
I took a sip and kept it back on the table.
It’s a good thing it didn’t slip from my hand because of how shaky it was.
I looked at the table and was amazed at the different types of food on it.
Why did Damon do all these?
“Go on. Start eating” he said calmly and I opened the covered plate in front of me and began eating slowly.
I didn’t want to do anything that’d upset him.
“I don’t really know anything about this” he said without looking at me.
“So, you’re gonna have to manage my treat”.
I just smiled and looked down at my food.
Isn’t this the same guy that’s tried to kill me?
The same guy that’s always brought me pains, not caring about my feelings?
How come he’s suddenly changed? What’s he upto?
The meal was so delectable but I couldn’t enjoy it because I was eating so nervously. I was curious to know what Damon had in mind.
He didn’t say any other through out the dinner till I was done eating. The only thing he did was drink. He didn’t even touch any of the foods or fruits.
“um…I’m done” I said when I was done eating.
I just couldn’t take in anymore of it.
For a while, he remained still.
Then, he stood up and cane to me, taking my hand.
He helped me stand and walked me closer to the flowers.
As we stood facing the flowers, he picked out a pink color from it and faced me.
He brought it close to my face and my heart skipped.
What’s he up to?
Surprisingly, he fixed it into my hair.
“Roxanne” he called as he tucked my hair behind my ear.
“Can I ask you a question?”
I twitched and stared at him.
What does he have in mind?
The last time he asked me a question, I couldn’t give him a reply.
“If you’ve been greatly offended by someone, what could possibly be done to gain your forgiveness?” He asked and my eyes dilated in shock.
What…why’s he asking such question?
I looked at him like a bloated goat, not knowing what to say.
Who’s forgiveness is he trying to gain?
He stared into my eyes as I stared into his, perplexed.
At that moment, I could feel my blood running through my veins.
His eyes boring into mine left me gobsmacked.
Suddenly, an arrow flew from nowhere and landed on Damon.
It pierced into his skin and he groaned and bowed.
I looked around and found Shantel standing and staring from a distance, holding a bow in her hand.
No. Please don’t tell me.
She shot him!!!
I looked at Damon with my eyes wide open and noticed the arrow was glowing. He was already bleeding.
“Damon!!!” I yelped in fear.
To be continued…