The Killer

Chapter 8

Esme's POV
2 weeks later

Esme's outfit

" You needa bring me the fuck home I'm sick of this " I yelled at Zion who just stared at me while smoking

" I'm serious your treating me awfully like I'm your personal slut or something I want to go home now "

" I own you Esme, you don't got s choice but to stay with me "

" You don't own me" I said through gritted teeth
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I slammed Zion's car door shut and went into my house locking everywhere

I took my phone out and blocked him

I will not be treated like shit I know my worth

I have to focus on myself and my well being

I sighed and sat down on my couch and closed my eyes

I want to be free, not being tied down against my own will

To be trapped unhappily

Sighing I let sleep take over me as I rested my thoughts
1 week later
Esme's salon|10am

Esme's outfit

My back was currently killing me as I was working since 6 in the morning

I been feeling sick for a week now

I paused what I was doing and ran to the bathroom

I threw up my breakfast in the toilet and coughed

" Oh god sis are you okay" Elara said

" Yea just sick that's all" I said getting up and brushing my teeth

I went back to doing my clients hair

" Sorry about that just a little sick "

" It's okay, your probably gonna need this" my client Amy said slipping a clear blue pregnancy test in my pocket

" Thanks but I doubt it" I said smiling politely

"  never hurts to try " she said and I smiled sweetly

But inside I was screaming, what if I was

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I swept my station out and sat in my chair thinking

Should I take it? What if it's positive

I'm not even talking to him

I sighed and stood up

I entered the staff bathroom and went into the stall

I sat on the toilet and peed on the pregnancy test

I wiped myself and flushed the toilet

I closed the toilet seat and sat on it staring at the test

My mind was racing as the line was loading

Soon it stopped loading

Pregnant

Oh fuck