One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Are you pregnant?

~~I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. I always forget that you can't read my mind. As long as I got you and me moving through this world as a two-man team, I'll always have everything I need. You don't even realize what you mean. No one could fall for you quite like me. No one could get me so perfectly. You don't even realize you're all that I need~~~

-James TW-

I waited for another 15 minutes and when my wristwatch showed exactly 5:00 pm, I decided to get up and leave the cafe. I know he's not coming. I'll just try to call him when I get home. I don't think I can wait for him for a couple of hours or even minutes as I suddenly felt tired. Not to mention that my stomach knows the word 'timing' as it started to growl inside. I'm craving again for pasta.

I was waiting for a cab outside the coffee shop when nausea hit me. It's a great relief that someone grabbed my hand and helped me to stand.

"You didn't eat anything inside the cafe, did you?"

"Paul? You came back." I guess it sounded like a question instead of a statement.

"You looked pale, Sam, and yes I came back because I forgot to pay for my coffee."

Maybe if we are in a different situation or if maybe I'm not feeling dizzy, I would have laughed so hard at him. How did he forget to pay for his coffee?

"Where's your car---ohh, you can't drive in your state right now. Do you mind if I drive you home? I don't think I can sleep tonight if I let you go home like this."

"I didn't bring my car. Thanks for the help but I don't want to bother to you anymore, so if it's not too much to ask, can you just please call a taxi for me?"

"Haist, come on, Sam. Don't worry, you're not bothering me and I'm glad to help."

Since I felt my strength slowly draining, I have no choice but to agree with him. I don't have to tell him my address as Dale already brought him once to our house to do their group project.

"My sweet Jesus! What happened to my baby?"

'Haisst...'

I mentally rolled my eyes when I heard my mom's voice as soon as we entered the living room. Her voice was full of concern but I couldn't help frowning as I heard the word 'baby' again. I'm a grown-up woman and I don't like it when they call me a baby, a kid or a little girl. "What is going on, Samantha? Why are you with Paul, I mean why is Paul with you?" She asked confused, her eyes were moving from me to Paul and then back to me again.

"Mom, you just reversed your question." This time I couldn't help rolling my eyes while Paul gave her a slight chuckle.

"Okay, but why is he with you?"

"Mom, what's happening here?" someone asked from behind mom before I could open my mouth... and that's Dale. "Are you two already dating? Are you dating my daughter Paul?"

"Mom?" I frowned.

your boyfriend,

Dale raised an eyebrow and

he's not my

why is he with

you look so pale?" Dale

so tired

hadn't held her earlier. She looked so pale and slightly shaking, so I insisted on helping her and taking her home since she

a low 'thank you' which he returned with

have dinner with us so that I can express my gratitude for helping my daughter." and

thought you

seen her condition earlier wouldn't hesitate to help her." "Well, thank you so much, Paul, but I insist. Please have

spin again. But thank God, Paul and Dale grabbed me instantly

Samantha, are you okay?" Dale asked me before I

kind of words Dale Sebastian!" I think

this house (not when Mom and

all your blood

to her earlier." I heard Paul speak

of the

Did you suck my sister's blood?" Dale

at his nonsense joke.

eyes only to be shocked with who I

him or to be disappointed that he didn't come to the coffee shop. What is he doing here? Did he even read my messages or checked my missed calls? Didn't he know that I waited for him

busy exchanging stares as Dale and

did you go to

I just saw her at the coffee shop across from our school." (this time I turned to Paul) "She said she's waiting

even confirmed if it's really my brother that I was waiting for like what in his question.

while looking at the man in front of me, I asked Mom to cook

have spaghetti and

asked in unison but I didn't notice their facial expression as my focus was only

felt hungry, mom. My tongue really craves your special

way Luke creased his forehead and his eyebrows formed a straight line when he

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