CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

KELSEY POV

I kept bumping into people trying to get away from that place as far away as possible. I felt sick to my stomach and I didn't even want to see Marcus's face.
Tears threatened to roll down my cheeks Sasha was right and I wished I had listened to her. I wish I hadn't given in and listened to my heart.
The horrible scene kept replaying over and over in my head making me nauseous.
This was all part of his plan for revenge.
I felt like such a fool to have even believed that he could ever love me again.
I feel humiliated and stupid I needed to a drink to burn the anger away and pour out my feelings. I didn't want to feel this pain Marcus had caused me.
I was going to head home to cry my eyes out but I decided to go to a bar to have a drink. At least it would help me forget about the pain for a little while.
I wiped my tears away and got into a taxi.

"Where to Ms?" The driver asked in a high pitched voice.

"The nearest bar please."

He nodded quietly.

I wasn't going to feel sorry for myself. This was all me and I was involved in this as much as Marcus.
Gosh I even abandoned my car in the streets at least it was somewhere safe.
Marcus was taking revenge on me because of how things ended badly between us when we were still kids in love.
It was very pathetic.
But yet I couldn't blame him for still holding a grudge. My father was a physco and my mother still has no idea. I hope he eventually shows his true identity because he ruined my life.

Twenty five minutes the taxi came to a stop.

"Ms we've arrived."

I was about to hand the driver the money but he stopped me.

"It's okay Ms there's no need for that it looks like you're having a bad night and you need a drink just take care of yourself."

I gave a small genuine smile.

" Thank you."

He nodded quietly.

" No problem."

I waved him goodbye as he drove away.
I took a deep breath and walked into the bar this time I was dressed casually so didn't get any special attention and I was thankful for that. The last thing I wanted was to cause a big scene in my emotional state because I was a mess.

I sat on the stool and ordered for some tequila shots.

My phone vibrated on the table. When I glanced at the caller ID it was Marcus.
I can't believe that he even has the guts to call after everything I just witnessed.
I immediately switched off my phone and shoved it in my bag.
After four shots of tequila I started feeling nauseous again I could feel bile rising in my throat. I got out of the stool and quickly rushed to the bathroom.
Emptying my stomach. After vomiting for five minutes I felt lightheaded and sick. I think coming here was a bad idea.
When I felt a bit better I flushed the toilet and went back to the bar.
The bartender gave me a small smile.

"Are you doing fine? You don't look too well Ms."

He was concerned about me. At least the world has some good people.

" I just feel a bit nauseous I can have a bottle of water please."

He nodded.

" Of course."

A few minutes later he returned with a bottle of water and gave it to me.

"Thank you."

He nodded and started attending to the other customers.
Once I drank the bottle of water a felt a bit better and I was sober enough to drive home. My car was somewhere around here. Around midnight I paid my bill and left the bar Steve was who the bartender had offered to drive me home after he helped me find my car but I had flatly refused him since he had already done so much for me already in one night plus it was getting late.

My life sucked and I wish I never met Marcus Devon because he ruined me.

Once I reached home I slumped off the bed miserably and cried my heart out as if it was going to erase everything about this awful miserable night.
I felt bile rising in my throat again.
Oh not again.
I quickly rushed to the bathroom again and vomited while clenching my stomach tight. I don't think I'll ever drink alcohol again.
After I felt like my stomach was empty I sat on the floor shivering.
I had a perfect life. And now everything is gone and I'm alone vomiting out the after effects of excessive drinking over a man who doesn't even give a damn about me. Get a grip Kelsey don't let Marcus walk all over you like some dirty rug put under his feet.

After vomiting again I went to bed. I felt so cold and alone. I needed comfort first thing tomorrow morning I was going to call Sasha and tell her everything. I needed my best friend in this situation.
The next morning I got out of bed brushed my teeth and took a long shower to scrub off his touch and everything I ever felt for him. After taking a shower I decided to wear comfy pajamas.

I went to the kitchen and made some pancakes for breakfast.
After that I texted Sasha and told her to come over.

I needed her. I didn't even want to go back to the office for a while. Marcus can fire me if he wants. I honestly don't care now.

Twenty minutes later the doorbell rang.
I rushed to open it and engulfed Sasha in a big bear hug.

"Hey what's wrong Kelsey?"

I hugged her tighter.

"You were right about Marcus, he was just out for revenge. Gosh I wish I should have listened to you."

I released her.

" I'm so sorry Kelsey," she said softly.
And I nodded.

"It's okay I should have seen it coming."

We went to my bedroom to talk.

" I found him fucking another woman Sasha it was the worst day of my life…" I sobbed miserably.

" Gosh and I was stupid enough to even think that he loved me…"

Sasha tried to console me but it was of no use.

" Kelsey got a grip Marcus doesn't deserve your tears."

She was right.

I nodded and kept my eyes glued to the TV.

"I know what will cheer you up. I'll make you your favourite soup."

She disappeared into the kitchen.
And ten minutes later she came back with a bowl of hot steaming soup.
It was green and yucky.
When the smell engulfed me I covered my mouth.

"What is it?" Sasha asked curiously.

"I-I think I'm going to throw up," I said quietly and rushed to the bathroom.
Five minutes later I returned to the bedroom. Sasha gave me a worried look grasping both of my hands.

"Kelsey I want you to be completely honest with me."

I nodded quietly.

" Okay."

" When did you have your period?" Sasha asked curiously.

My head went blank when I tried to remember the date. I shook my head negatively.

"I don't remember..." I whispered softly.

Then the panic settled in.

Oh no.

"Oh god Sasha with all the drama going on I forget to take the pill the first time I had sex with Marcus."

" What if I'm pregnant?"

I was on the verge of a meltdown.

" Relax, I'll buy a few pregnancy kits so that you can confirm," Sasha said softly.

When Sasha left it felt like time had stopped. I didn't want Sasha to come back.
Twenty minutes later she came back with two pregnancy test kits and ushered me to the bathroom.

I peed on both of the sticks just to make sure. I couldn't look at the results so Sasha volunteered to do it for me.
When she saw both of the results she gave me a small genuine smile.

"Kelsey you're pregnant."