Chapter 9

Lucas

" What?" I look at the doctor with nothing but shock written all over my face.

" You are pregnant." The doctor says, looking over my charts . " 13 weeks pregnant to be precise ." The doctor adds .

I look down at my lap, confused and on top of that scared to death . " How's this possible?" I whisper more to myself but loud enough for the doctor to hear me .

" It's very rare for this type of thing to happen, however it's very much possible . " He goes on to explain everything to me .

Apparently, I'm one of the rarest people to have a womb , somehow it's scientifically impossible but not in this century, it's not. Why didn't they tell me?I know damn well James and his wife know .Now I'm here, feeling like the dumbest person in the world .

" Would you like a picture of the ultrasound?" The doctor offers after a lengthy pause .

" No!" I'm quick to say.

" Well, then these are all your pills to help you with the morning sickness and prepare you for your delivery "

" Can ...can I abort it?" I whisper, putting a protective hand over my stomach, mentally apologizing to the little person growing inside me .' I'm not ready for you ' I say internally.

" I don't think that will be possible . A procedure like that is very dangerous for people like you . Your only option is to keep it ." The doctor states, looking at me with nothing but pity.

" Oh,  thank you" I give the doctor a grateful smile and leave his office . Somehow I feel relief and fear washing over me as I walk out of the small clinic . I'm unsure of where my head is at.

" Well, what did the doctor say?" Nathan asks when I get in the car . He's been waiting in the parking lot for me the whole time .

" Nothing ." I whisper, looking down at my lap . " Let's go home ."

" Are you okay?  ." Nathan must sense how I'm not in the mood and drives out of the parking lot.

" No." I look over the window, not even knowing how I'm gonna tell him this . I'm in disbelief myself. Nathan doesn't say anything, instead he places a comforting hand on my leg, and I'm thankful for that even if I don't really tell him.

The ride home gives me the opportunity to think about everything, feeling rather sick than happy with the news I just received . I have to confront my James about this. I know he knows something about all of this . I feel like that's why he's been treating me like his enemy instead of his son for the past few weeks .

When I arrive home, I luckily find my so-called 'father' in the kitchen, on his laptop and doing his daily work .

Nathan decides to go upstairs, to give my father and I some alone time without questions asked .

" James ." I slid down on one of the chairs besides the kitchen counter .

" Aren't you supposed to be at school?" He looks over me with a frown .

" Can you really tell me what happened between you and mom? Why am I the reason you two separated?"

" I don't have time for this Luc-"

" I'm pregnant." I sigh out , glancing over my father's shocked face .

" That's impossible . Your mother and I stopped it a long time ago!" My father snaps, slamming his laptop shut .

" What is that supposed to mean?" I question, trying my best not to yell at him to tell me everything and stop treating me like a child .

" We went to every doctor, made you drink every pill out there and it finally stopped, your progesterone levels went down and I thought that was the end of it . Didn't... didn't your mother tell you?" James looks at me with so much anger and hatred, something I'm used to but at least now I know why .

" She didn't tell me anything . " I murmur, wishing the world could just make me disappear  .

James sits back down and decides to tell me everything . He goes on to tell me the first time they found out that I was able to bear children of my own since I possessed a womb I apparently received from my twin sister who died in my mother's womb . Though it is different for me, for instance , I don't really menstruate but I have enough signs that show that I have a few characteristics of a woman's body. For instance, during my 10th birthday, I started  developing breasts and my parents went to every doctor to stop them from growing , and somehow it worked . And other things, he thinks I should have noticed myself . Which I didn't, because I didn't think much of my body until now . Funny thing, I don't remember James being part of the doctor's appointments I attended but he insists that he paid for everything, even though he was never present . I guess I have to take his word for it

" This is fucked up because you kept something like this from me!"

" Who's the father then?" James asks the dreading question I have been avoiding to acknowledge myself .

How do I tell him that it's the same son he hates with all his guts? I can't do that . At least not yet, I need to acquire more about this . To check if I have an option of having an abortion .

" I don't know ." I say, then leave the kitchen before he could ask me more questions I can't answer myself .

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