The Enemy's Baby

burns in me. "We're not a good match and

ain in her eyes. "My hopes up?" The expression in her eyes turns into anger. "The

er. She runs into the hallway and I squeeze my eyes when I hear her bursting int

too much or not enough but then I merged with you and I though...I thought that maybe my home isn't my own body. I thought t

u

this harder t

give and she did give.

ree mont

A bad feeling flares in me and I roll over, groaning when my skin prickles for no reason. It's sti

t pull the belt as tight to avoid putting any strain on my belly. My heart

preg

ngs for me, we've been avoiding each other best we can and it's been working pretty well. We avoid eye contact and we av

s child. If I did, I know he wouldn't want it anyway. Just like he didn't want me. As if that wasn't

ng me up. I'm all alone which means I'll have to leave the compound

n again of course it won't be small, it's Rammstein's and I wouldn't expect anything less. Walking out

ike peppermint cookies and inwardly I groan.Not peppermint cookies.My mouth's alread

e?" Mayra grunts because she ha

," I murmur, picking up some petals that have fallen d

eat like a hoard of starvin

had any problems before bu

bling and usually when she bakes, she tends to hum to herself but now her mouth's firml

I ask and she throws

that I'm not in the mood for

t she cuts me off, grabbing a tiny casserole and quickly pours the liquid and turns up the he

and shoves it into my hands. "Take it with you u

her hip, she shakes her head at me but I feel like she's hiding something. Pearl

, wondering if something's going on that I should know about. "Ms. Mayra, you know you can tell me anything

her eyes are fearful. "The house ma

g house and what sounded like a human groan. A male's groan, low and paine

.torture. I take a deep breath because even though I know that bad stuff goes on aroun

e, I ask, "Who's the

do you know that's

my head and I take a sip of some more

e. He was always so very polite, always had a smile to spare when I had a ro

denly tasting sour and I dread asking th

d comes tumbling down like a house of c

and I let out a whimper, feeling like I'll explode from the agony. Pushing my head in betwe

now it's unpleasant news but