Her Mate, The School's Player novel Chapter 42

"Damian, oh god, I really want to kick your fucking ass right now," Devon growls as we were walking inside the house.

"You still can if you want," Damian says. He had the most biggest smile on his face and he couldn't stop grinning down at my stomach. As much as I love him, he was really getting on my nerves right now. He fucking did this! He's the reason we're in this mess, my life is ruined. He can just leave me and get someone else. But me, I have to look after them for the next 18 years and seven months.

How will I ever get another mate, he'll probably break our mating bond and mate with someone better than me and leave me to look after our twins, not just mine, his too. He can't do that, can he? He's the Alpha he can do what he wants, any guy can but he won't, will he? He's sweet, kind and caring and he was happy when he found out we were expecting. I remember he was actually happy when he told me it might be twins and is he happy now?

I think he is because why would he be smiling and grinning the whole time if he wasn't happy. What will I tell my Mum and Dad, what about his parents? How are they going to react and is Devon mad at us again. Please God can one thing in my life go good for once. I'm not sure I'm ready anymore, realisation has kicked in.

"No, I can't and won't. Come here you fucking asshole," Devon smirks. They have a hug and I flit inside and go up to my room as I cry. I lock myself in the room quickly so Damian or Devon can't come up. How the hell is Devon okay about this!? I'm freaking my ass off over here. Well I guess it's because he's not the one who has to carry the babies. Oh my god, there's two babies inside me?! I'm so scared of the future, hell I'm even scared of the present. I look at the ultrasound picture we were given, we got two, Damian had the other.

I just need some time to deal with this, that's all. I can't make a full decision until I'm in a right state of mind. What if I'll never be in a right state of mind again, what if more stuff happens. I'm already over the edge, if something else happens I wouldn't be able to deal with it. I tear my gaze from my twins, my babies and stare down at my belly. They were inside there, growing. They depend on me and they will for the rest of my life, how could I give them away to someone else but I have to....I'm obviously not ready.

I put the picture on my beside table and go over to the mirror. I slowly put up my top and look at my belly. I can't put my hand on it or else I'll get too attached to them. I can't get attached because I may be giving them up but I have to, I just need them to know that I do love them, more than anything. I place one hand on my belly then eventually place the other on it too. How long will it be until I start getting a bump? I'll have to tell everyone soon and they'll all think I'm a whore and horrible person for giving them away. More tears fall down my cheeks, I try to stop them but more follow and they never seem to end.