Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 470: Backstabbing Bitch

(Amelia’s POV)

The next day, I woke up early, stuffed those pregnancy kits in my bag and walked all the way to my school. In between, I dumped those kits in a trash bin.

I waited at the gate for Denver to arrive, and when I saw him, I dragged him to the empty auditorium and told him. Before buying any abortion pills, I wanted him to know. "Did you, that night~ ... did you use any protection?"

At first, he was caught off guard by my words. After a moment, he said, "Uhh~ ... yes, I did. Don’t you remember?"

That means that split hair of a chance~ ... it had happened with me. I finally said, my eyes heavily moist, "Denver~ I don’t know but even after that~ ... I~ ... I am pregnant." My nose stung.

When he heard me, I could see his body stiffening rigid. Shock was etched on his face, "What~ ... what did you say?" He said, "Are you~ ... are you really?" His eyes were ready to bulge out.

I nodded. To my utter surprise, after his initial shock, he smiled and took me into a tight, warm embrace, "Lia~ .... really." I could tell he was happy.

I pulled over and told him straightaway, "I can’t have this baby, Denver. I just can’t~ .... I will be taking abortion pills."

He looked at me with hurt and spoke, "Lia~ .... Why don’t we keep it. It’s our baby. Our human being. Our little creation. Don’t you love me?"

"I love you, Denver. Of course, I love you, bu~ .... but I am~ .... I haven’t even completed school yet. I haven’t become a veterinarian. I haven’t started my life yet. I can’t do this. I am not ready to be a mother," I told him the truth, half sobbing.

"You can still do that, Lia. You can complete school. You can get your degree, you can be a neurosurgeon, a cardiologist, ~ .... a veterinarian~ ... anything. Your life~ ... it won’t stop. I will make sure. I will be with you in every corner of life. I promise you, Lia, .... I will do everything for that child," he tried to convince me, but I remained adamant.

He somehow gave in, but the disappointment was evident on his face, or was there something more than that?

On days that came after that, I was really nervous and jittery, scared shitless. I started having illusions of people staring at my belly and whispering bad stuff. Denver kept reassuring me that everything would be fine, but there was a dull feeling brimming inside me, telling me, nagging at me that something bad was about to happen.

Despite that, I tried to remain optimistic. ’Everything will be back to normal, Lia. Yeah, it will all be fine.’

A week and a half after that, Denver had pulled some strings and booked an appointment at a private clinic for me. I told my family I would be staying with my friend for a study session and wouldn’t be coming that night. As exams were nearing, they didn’t say much.

At the doctor’s clinic, a few other patients were waiting for their turn. Two of them were heavily pregnant, their due date must be near. And the others had a baby bump showing. I glanced at my flat stomach and mumbled to the like that was growing inside me, "Baby, I am sorry. I really didn’t wanted this to happen. I am sorry. I am so sorry. Please forgive me~ ... if you could."

I was wearing a mask and a baseball hat so that no one could recognize me. Denver was running late. He had messaged me that his mother had slipped in the bathroom and fractured her foot, so that he would be running late.

"Patient no. 33," the nurse called. That was my tag number. I went inside nervously, looking back at the entrance. Denver had still not arrived.

Inside, as I settled in, the doctor, with a polite smile, asked me the necessary questions. I answered them all, my hands clasped together. I told her straightforwardly that I wanted to get abortion pills.

"Did you come with your guardian?" she asked.

"I am an adult," I told her.

"And the father?" she questioned.

"He~ ..." I hesitated. "He is going to be here soon~ ..." even though I said this~ ... Denver didn’t come that day. The doctor, after running some tests, told me that I had a weak womb and it would be wise to keep the baby, else I might not have any in the future.

She gave me a week to think. As I went outside~ .... Stuck in my own web of jeopardized thoughts~ ... a familiar voice called my name, "Lia~ .... What are you doing here?"

My body went into a state of shock. I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe~ .... Even my heart came to a standstill. I felt it like that. Sister Vienna tapped my shoulder and asked, "Amelia Clinton, what are you doing outside an OB/GYN clinic?" she asked, her voice firm.

"I~ .... I came for~ ... I came for an~ ..." I fumbled with my words. My mind went blank. This was the last thing I wanted to happen. She dragged me to some distance, where no one was and asked me again.

I tried to lied but I wasn’t a very good liar. Especially to sister Ena. She can tell when I am making up things and when I am telling the truth. In the end, I trusted her and told her about it. Denver, my birthday night~ .... the pregnancy~ ... everything.

Though she was dumbfounded, she recovered quickly and agreed to help me. She even agreed to keep it a secret from mom, dada and Lucas. I was glad. I was glad at least there was someone I could tell this~ .... My elder sister, my rock, my idol.

But~ .... Trusting her was the biggest mistake of my life. THE BIGGEST.

Because she~ ... Vienna Clinton, that bitch I called sister, my blood sister~ .... Ruined me. Betrayed me.

THAT FUCKING BACKSTABBING BITCH I once called sister destroyed me and my entire world.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .