Pregnant and Dumped By The Alpha
Chapter 34

I got there just in time to pick up my phone and answer it. "Hey gurl!" Emma shouted over the phone.

"Hey," I said, putting her on loud speaker. I was trying to do my hair, while speaking over the phone. I heard small footsteps walking into the room, and jump onto my bed. It was probably Charis, since Kaden was sleeping as he wasn't feeling too well. He had a light cough and cold, and his temperature was a little too high.

So far, I had managed to keep Charis away from him, so she wouldn't be sick as well, but trust me, it was VERY hard. Kaden was feeling slightly better, but tired, so I let him sleep for a little before he had to get up for his medicines again.

"So what have you been up to?" I asked.

"Well, I've just been fucking this insanely hot guy. Oh my word! He was totally drool-worthy and he knows how to rock the bed as well. He had me moaning and groaning and screaming all night long," she replied bluntly.

Laughing, I managed to get out, "Have you no shame, saying all of this so openly?"

"Fuck no! It's not like you're a virgin or anything!" she hollered.

I laughed and laughed in reply. "So how's work?"

She'd just gotten a new job in a high-school as their new Art teacher after she finished college. To be honest, I don't know why she went back to high school to teach annoying hormonal kids.

"It is annoying! Sometimes, I just wanna back hand those little shits. Do you know how many fucking paint fights they've had! I really do hate it sometimes!" she huffed.

"Don't worry it'll get better when you win their trust," I said.

"Yeah, you're right, anyways, I have to go now. My little bed buddy's coming back from the kitchen. He just made me some yummy breakfast. He's such a sweetie," she said, I could tell she was smiling right now.

"Have fun, but not too much," I said. "And use protection!"

"Oh ha ha ha. And we will. Ciao," she said, before hanging up the phone.

I turned around from my little stool, which faced my vanity table, to look at Charis who was jumping up and down my bed, and consequently, messing it up as well.

"Here, baby, let me do your hair," I said, knowing that she was a little upset that she couldn't hang out with Kaden. And besides, she loved it when I played with her hair- it helped relax her and soothed her.

She nodded, but didn't say anything. She sat down on the bed and I walked over ans started brushing through.

"Momma, I tell you a storyyyyy," she said.

"Go on sweets," I said.

"Once upon a time a man was rocking the bed and he was shitting and fucking and rocking the Princess, and then-"

"Woah, woah, woah. Stop. Where did you learn those words from?" I asked, surprised and shocked at her words.

"Auntie Emmy was shouting it on the phone," she said, looking innocent. "Emma!" I groaned.

"Well, honey, they're bad word. Don't say it ever again, okay? D'you promise?" I asked, holding out my pinkie finger.

"Sorry mommy," she said, wrapping her small pinkie around mine. "I promise."

Since that day, we'd all learnt not to swear or say anything we didn't want the entire world to know in front of Charis. Kaden wasn't that bad though, and the worst thing he'd said was 'shit' and that was only once. And that was a huge relief.

While driving down familiar roads, I noticed many people who used to tease me back in high school, and to be honest, some of them looked pretty bad. I also saw a girl called Ashleigh, who was one of sluts in Nicole's little group, walking down the street- wearing sweatpants and a sweater with five children. The poor girl looked like she was in a pretty bad state. Karma really is a bitch.

Although she'd done pretty horrible things to me, I wasn't gloating on what happened to her. Purely because I don't believe in an eye for an eye. And we're not all saints, so who are we to laugh at others misery and fault them.

Finally, I reached the mansion, where I was brought up. It looked exactly the same, still painted white, with a huge front lawn. After I parked the car, I unbuckled the twins from their car seats, before grabbing my bag. I unlocked the car, and held both their tiny hands as we walked up to the door.

I pressed the bell twice and waited patiently.

Kaden tugged my hand and looked up and me, "Momma, who's house is this?"

"This is your grandma's and grandpa's house honey," I explained.

They both nodded and I waited for the door to open. After waiting for about two minutes, the door flew open and there stood Father.

He looked different. He was skinnier and looked a lot weaker. His cheeks were hollow and he had dark circles around his eyes. He looked so . . .forlorn.

He looked at me up and down, with shock in his eyes. He opened his mouth, trying to say something, then shut it again. He did this a couple of times, not knowing what to say.