don't think on it

Lauren went to wash her face. Her cell buzzed again. She looked at the mobile, shaking her head, no. She splashed more cold water on her face. A slight headache overwhlemed her. She didn't feel right. Something was wrong, but what?

They were suppose to go somewhere special. Eat in amazing places where you dressed up, dance, perhaps a romantic horse and carriage ride. Not this shit hole.

How could he have done such a place. Gone off and left her in this ratty place. Lauren snarled her nose. Everything was fucking horrible. Suddenly.

It wasn't suppose to be this way. It was suppose to be amazing. They were to be having a good time. Maybe even a honeymoon. Where was her beautiful life? Would it ever come true? She started to cry. Her stomach churned. She couldn't be certain if it were from hunger, or she was sick again.

Naturally, the mobile annoyed her, again. She sighed and took the message this time.

It was a text from Anita. Of course, Lauren rolled her eyes. What did that foolish cow want now, she wondered. Finally, Lauren scrolled down the text. It was as if Needy had written her a fucking novel. Newt was back.

"Oh, goodie." Lauren said so sarcastic. There was no love lost between them. She guessed. She read more of Needy's predicament. Lauren gasped then as she read I'm pregn!

Lauren started to laugh out loud as if it was the best joke ever. She fell back on the mattress then. Thinking of her own worst nightmare. It was likely, she might be in the same boat as Needy. She needed to get to the shops soon for a test.