FATED BOND

Daisy’s POV

“Aunty, what the hell are you saying?” I growled, looking at the EPT pregnancy test kit in her hand.

“I know a pregnant woman when I see one”, she smirked. “See?” She pushed the kit to me. “Take it or I would be forced to believe you are pregnant.”

“No.”

“You are pregnant, Daisy”, she grinned proudly.

“Aunt, I’m not pregnant.”

“Haven’t you been having sex?” She questioned all of a sudden.

“I… I.. haven’t, aunt”, I stammered.

“Let’s see what would happen when your father hears this”, she turned back and left me in the bathroom, hurrying downstairs to look for her phone.

“What the hell does this woman want from me? Won’t I know if I am pregnant? There is no baby inside of me, no form of movement. I’m not pregnant”, I said to myself, hoping that was alone to convince me.

When I got home from the airport, I met her waiting for me. I greeted her and went upstairs.

When she asked me where I was coming home, I was tempted to roll my eyes at her and ignore the question.

I was feeling the urge to urinate so I went to the bathroom when she came into my room presenting me with her so-called gift. It was a pregnancy test kit.

I sighed and followed her downstairs. “This woman is a bitch”, I muttered to myself.

The kit was still with her as she dialed dad’s number and put the phone to her ears.

“Aunt, please I am not pregnant. Don’t tell dad”, I begged. I knew dad would be disappointed.

“You don’t want to admit that you are pregnant so I need to tell him so he would know the kind of daughter you are.”

I stared at her as she talked. I was exhausted and I needed to sleep.

“Hello, honey”, she said into the phone with her usual fake smile.

“You won’t believe what I just found out”, she said as I covered my face hoping she won’t say it. I covered my palm feeling the urge to cry or strangle her. I didn’t believe her.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Daisy is pregnant”, she blurted out and I began to sob, with my face still in my palm.

What is happening? I asked myself. I was confused.

“Hello, honey. Are you there?” I heard her say with a terrified voice. I raised my head sharply with tears streaming down my eyes.

She was with a horrified look as she stood up from the sofa she was sitting on.

“Hello?” Honey?” Hello, are you ok?”

“Hello? James?” She screamed.

****

I didn’t know what the look on aunt Susana signified. She sat down in silence with numbness.

“Aunt, what happened?” I shook her. She didn’t respond and my fears increased. I ran all the way upstairs to get my phone. I got to the room and searched for my phone frantically. I saw It in my drawer and

I quickly picked it up to dial dad’s number, with my heart beating twice its normal rate.

It rang for a while and went into voicemail. I didn’t have any message to leave for him, all I wanted was to hear his voice… to be sure he was fine. I called his number again but it was the same thing.

I called continuously as I allowed the tears threatening to fall to flow freely. I was damn scared of what was to happen.

After crying for a while, with no reason for my tears, I called the number again, hoping for a miracle. Someone picked the call but it was not my dad.

“Dad”, I called.

“I’m sorry. He had an accident. This is the cop.”

“Goodness!” I exclaimed. “Where is he?” I shouted, standing up from where I had been crying.

“I’m sorry to say this”, he said after a moment of hesitation. “He died instantly.”

I felt like the world had come to an end. I couldn’t believe my ears. It was impossible, I thought.

At first, I couldn’t find my voice but when I did, I screamed, “no.” And threw the phone away, rolling myself on the floor.

Aunt Susana rushed into my room. She tried to get me to sit but I pushed her away with my leg as I continued screaming. The pain I was feeling was unbearable.

Dad is dead? I was with him yesterday morning, how can he be dead? Our vacation to Hawaii was the next day, how can he be dead? I kept asking myself.

The news of my pregnancy gave him an attack, I realized. Aunt Susana had succeeded in killing my father.

“Dad is dead, aunt. You killed him”, I bit her on the shoulder as she moved closer to me again. She screamed in pain and pushed me away. She ran out of my room as I continued crying.

I sat there with tears streaming down my eyes, unable to comprehend the fact that dad was no more and there was no more vacation to Hawaii.

At that moment, I realized I was an orphan already, at 16. But I never knew my life was about to take a drastic turn. I never knew everything about my life was going to change forever.

****

It was weak after dad’s death. The home was usually quiet without him. On the day of his funeral, I lost consciousness and was rushed to the hospital. I still couldn’t believe he was gone, until when his coffin was lifted to the ground 6ft deep. That was when it dawned on me and I lost consciousness.

I regained consciousness to be met with another news that shattered my world and existence.

The doctor congratulated me and said I was pregnant. “Two weeks gone”, he specified.

It occured to me that the first sex with him resulted Into the pregnancy. And unfortunately for me, I wasn’t sure of his name. I didn’t know anything about him.

But one thing was sure, I knew I was going to give birth to a baby without a father.