^Through With You- WOLFE
Over A Week Later| October 16th

"That is love, to give away everything, to sacrifice everything, without the slightest desire to get anything in return." ~Albert Camus

I was forced to hide my daily dose of vomit in the morning from my parents. If they knew it was still going, they'd most definitely figure it out. They were doctors in the end.

I was off another week, but this Monday was my first day back. It was like starting a whole new year all over again.

Nothing had changed in that week. Maddy was still trying to process the accident, Tilly was back to silence and Bethany hadn't come over since the night I discovered I was pregnant.

The hardest thing? Romain still hadn't texted me.

Walking into Graphics, I felt ten times fatter in my oversized baby blue sweatshirt (how ironic) and white overalls. It was the only thing I could wear to hide my gradual forming bump. I mean, it looked more like bloating than anything, but to me I felt huge. The change was certainly there to anyone bothered to look.

The teacher was as evil as ever, snapping at me to hurry up and find my seat. In that moment, I wanted to beat the crap out of her.

I took a seat at the back of the class. Miss called it her 'hardest working chair' for those who wanted to concentrate and get praise for it. She must have been getting tips from David.

I didn't want praise. I just wanted to be alone. My fear of people finding out had me self conscious and anxious at the littlest things. When my dad had brought me in, most likely because he felt sorry for me, my legs had been bouncing like crazy with nerves. I couldn't even look my own father in the eyes.

It was mid-way through the lesson, as I was sketching, that the door opened and in walked a very messed up Romain.

Hair in knots and eyes drooping with bags, my 'boyfriend' mumbled his apologies to the teacher and spent the rest of the lesson chewing the end of his pencil like a moron as he stared out of the window.

I reproduced with him?

I rolled my eyes and continued with my work. It wasn't until someone coughed my way that he turned his head and found me in the 'hardworking chair'.

I could have sworn his eyes lit up.

It was then that my heart squeezed and I suddenly felt wheezy. Taking a deep breath, I looked down at my work in fear of vomiting all over my sketches I'd just put a lot of effort into.

I also noticed that Tilly was absent. When was the last time she was absent?

I was taking shallow breaths when I felt something soft hit my head. Looking down, I saw a ball of paper at my feet that I hesitantly reached to pick up.

You're back

I recognised the writing instantly. That same feeling of sickness washed over me and I dropped the paper back onto the floor to continue with my work.

Unsurprisingly, another hit my arm. This time reading:

Have I upset you somehow?

This time, I did look up at him. A hundred emotions went through me as I looked into his eyes, as blue as crashing waves. Slowly, I shook my head once.

This was not enough, as this time I saw him throw the ball of paper, just as the teacher did.

"Romain Porte!" The teacher screamed. "Of course it would be you! Since you're so keen to speak to Catherine, I suggest the both of you go wait outside until the end of lesson when I'll have a word with with both of you."

I stood first. I'd never been in trouble. Especially not with the shark.

It took all the strength within me not to cry. My emotions were all over the place and I wanted nothing more than to curl up into a ball and weep.

Romain was slower to follow. It was crisp outside, what with it still being early morning. The leaves had already begun to fall, creating a pretty landscape of orange, yellow and red.

"I'm sorry I got you into trouble."

I startled at his voice, despite having known he would follow. He'd had no choice. 

"I just wanted to talk to you."

"Than why didn't you text me?" I demanded, suddenly angry. "Call me?"

Romain looked down at his feet. "You were mad. I didn't want to overstep my boundaries."

"You're my boyfriend Romain." I said, shaking my head. "What possible boundaries haven't you crossed?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" He snapped, his accent much thicker in anger.

I turned to him. Grey eyes meeting blue. "You took my virginity!" I yelled, so loudly it was quite possible everyone inside heard. "You-you took it twice! Do you know how selfish that is?"

Romain laughed incredulously. "You're insane, Kate."

"Am I?" I laughed back. "You didn't think so when you were putting your-"

Yanking me out of the sight of the window, Romain practically pushed me up against the wall. "And I'll do it again." He said deeply. "Again and again if I have to. As we both want to."

I flushed at his words, suddenly conscious is where he'd placed his hands. "Shut up."

Romain frowned. "What's gotten into you Catherine? Why do you hate me suddenly."

"I don't hate you." I said, meaning it. "I-I'm scared."

"Of what?"

I felt sick all over again. But, to my surprise, Romain kissed me as passionately has he had on the beach. Running his hands through my hair, I was frozen in place as my body loosened up involuntarily.

What had I been so afraid of?

"Tu peux me dire n'importe quoi." Romain said thickly. "Trust me."

Touching my stomach, I made a decision. I would keep this baby, no matter what others said. And if by chance I ended up changing my decision further down the line, at least I knew it had been my decision for once.

"I'm pregnant."

The words had my body much lighter from the lifted weight of a secret. Romain was unable to respond as the buzzer went off and our peers filed out of the classroom, closely followed by the shark.

I was, however, able to catch his expression. I couldn't read a single emotion.