The Man I'm Marrying [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 23 Find Me, Save Me

I stood and looked at myself in the mirror, noticing I was gaining weight, over the past month I've been acting strange, having mood swings, and constantly gaining weight.. Even past having my period.
The last recent cycle was before I started feeling sick, I should have my period soon.

"Elisa~" Rose comes into my room, "François has told me how you aren't feeling well, and how you aren't eating as much as you should... so, I have decided you are going to be eating with us."
She walks over to me, her hands on my shoulders.

"I don't want to eat with you, Rose." I shrug her hands off of my shoulders.
"Why not?" She looks at me, seemingly innocent
"Probably the fact that I Hate you right now. Taking me away from my fiance because you didn't like him.."

"Well, he wasn't good for you sweetheart. And even if you don't love me, you're still going to eat with us."
"Of course." I sigh.
"Make sure you dress in something other than your pjs, sweetheart~ and do your hair, I want you down there in 20 minutes." She leaves my room, closing the door.

I dim my lights as I grab my brush. I mimick her, "Don't forget to do your hair, get dressed in nice clothes- blah blah fucking blah."
I don't change my out fit at all, only brush my hair and put my hair up in a messy bun. I don't put any make up on and I keep my shirt on, which has a stain, while my sweatpants are being held together by a hair tie.

I put some deodorant on and sit in the tiny cubby of my bay window, looking out at the flowers in her garden and the sun setting behind the Eiffel tower and the buildings near it.
20 minutes pass, and I hear François come in, "You ready, Elisa?"

I look at him, my hair greasy and my posture probably horrid.
"Oh my god.. You're seriously going like that?"
I nod, getting up and putting on some slippers.

He chuckles and gets out the way for me, "Your mother will kill you."
"Bitch, I know. That's why I am going like this. We going to a restaurant or something?"

"Nah, she thought since you hardly know french, it wouldn't be a good idea. We still eat with some of our maids."
"Yea, the ones you thought would be sexy to put in those tiny dresses? How are they doing for you?"

"Oh, they are doing just fine~ maybe I could get with one of those young babes and have someone better than Rose." He chuckles
"It's probably better than having a bitch like her."
"Jesus, how angry are you?"

"Oh, I'm pissed. She took me away! I'll probably never get to see him again.." I sigh, taking out the picture.
"At least she hasn't taken your ring." He wraps his arm around my shoulder, "That's good, right?"

I nod, entering the dining room with François, "hey bitches."
"I have brought her down here, like you asked, Rose."

"Oh my god." Rose sits up and looks at me, "You look.." She looks down at her plate, "Take a seat, Elisa." She sighs.
I smile and I sit down at the empty seat, slouching with my elbow on the table, picking at my food.

"It is wonderful to meet your daughter, Rose." A young French boy speaks up, maybe about 20, keeping his eyes on me.
"I bet it is. Elisa, this is François's son, Adam."
"Hey." I respond, just starting to eat the steak in front of me.

As most of them start to talk after that, I begin to think about William. What we could've done all month, how good he would've treated me as soon as he found out I was feeling horrible..
I feel worse as I start to think about how he feels.

*******

Luis, Leo and I all sit in the same room, a few others helping us find how to track down Elisas phone to see where she is at.
"Lets hope she is doing good." Luis mumbles
"I'm hoping that too." Leo sighs, looking at me, "None of us wants you to be like this. Depressed and angry."

I have been so stressed that I've been restless and irritable.
"I know.." I sigh, holding my head, "sorry for acting like this."

My father comes in, "Who was she last with?"
"Her mom." I look at him, leaning back.
"She has something to do with this. Who was the one who called you saying Luis took her?"
"Rose..." I sit up, thinking.

"That is pretty strange.." Leo looks at me, "maybe she does have something to do with it."
I sigh and attempt to call Elisa, which once again doesn't work.

Our mother walks in, standing at the doorway, "Boys, if I may speak.."
The four of us quiet down and listen to her.
"All four of you need to focus on food and everything else that comes with living a healthy life. I get you have to do this yourselves, but if you don't take care, you won't be able to see Elisa come back."

I get up, gesturing for all of us to leave the room, "You're right. Is dinner ready?"
We were working at my parents house, "Yes." My mother let us, and my father actually agreed.

All five of us head to the dining room, and all have dinner together, eventually laughing and telling stories together. Making me feel a bit happier.
But it doesn't keep me from wondering about Elisa.

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After dinner, Adam walks me to my room. "Rose told me you were much more talkative.."
"Yea, well I don't want to speak right now." I get close to my room and start to walk a bit faster.

"Why did you follow me, by the way?"
"Because.. I just wanted to try to talk to you more. You were in your own little world at dinner."

"Yea, I suppose I was." I get to my door and wave him off, "Alright, you can go now."
He frowns a bit, "What? I can't spend some time with you..?"

"Go away." I look at him blankly.
"Fine.." He groans and walks off, humming to himself.

I watch him walk off before entering my room, having some more pain come over me before I look at myself in the mirror once more.
Something didn't feel right with me being queasy this frequently, and the subtle change in the look of my stomach and my torso in general.

The gain in weight, my constant hunger and nausea, tender breasts... and then it hit me.
I quietly gasped as I realized what could've been this mysterious, 'Sickness'

Was I pregnant?