Empty Space | Chaennie

Chapter 2

I went back behind the counter, "What are we gonna do? Who would believe us? It's too early to plan for a baby. They won't buy it..." She took off her blazer as she sat on the dining table.

"Why do you care so much about this? This... whoever is it. He/she gonna be ours and we are doing this for the baby not what people think. We can say that delivery got 2 months early to people and make a story that we planned after 2 months of marriage because we both are old and..."

"And?"

"We are so in love that we want to make this relationship stronger. How's it? Now would people buy it?" I suggested serving her dinner.

"You're truly a novelist, such an impressive story..." she agreed. 

I winked at her, "I know. But it has to stay between us about the 2-month early story we wouldn't even tell our parents or anyone not even friends I don't want anyone to question about the baby" 

"Thank you..." she expressed out of nowhere in the middle of dinner. 

I frown, "For what?"

"You know... for understanding me. I thought you wouldn't lik—"

"Oh shut it, please. Didn't we swear yesterday that we would stay together for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until parted by death? God, do you even know how long it took me to memorize it?" I sarcastically rolled my eyes.

She chuckled, "You're truly like this?" 

"Like what?" I stuffed the dumpling in my mouth.

"Sweetest person in the world?" she smiled gazing at me, she didn't even touch her food so I stole one of her dumplings.

"Don't say such things, you give me butterflies... and eat your food! It took me 3 hours to prepare.

Make sure to eat all the veggies, it's good for you. We have to plan for appointments for you, we need a new room, we must go shopping too and we would be needing a lot of books to prepare. 

We haven't started anything! Anyway, how long have been... you know pregnant?" I ultimately look up at her.

I find her staring at me with half of the dumpling in her mouth while she holds the fork against her mouth as if she is frozen in the place. I raised my brows at her not getting why she was so astonished I mean it was a logical question to ask right? I didn't do anything wrong, right?

"Jennie..." I waved my hand in front of her.

She was staggered, "Uh... 2 weeks, it has been 2 weeks"

"Okay..." I nodded.

"I'm sorry..." she expressed again.

I sighed, "Why are you sorry again?"

"Because I met with my ex even after our engagement I'm sorry" she mumbled.

"Okay..." 

She clutched onto her fork before detonating, "Come on! Don't you have to say anything to me? Bitch, slut, fucker anything? Why aren't you angry with me? Why are you so cool about all of this? Why don't you hate me?"

I rub my temple placing my fork or knife back, "You were in love, Jennie. I get it. Love doesn't make you bad, it's not a criminality to do what your heart desires and if it's about you being intimate with your ex after our engagement then it's my fault too.

I should have talked to you, and I should have hung out with you occasionally but I didn't. I have done nothing to prevent it when I could've if only I had spoken to you about this, maybe we could've been friends or maybe I could have helped you to be with your ex... it's not you, I should have been there to help you out but I neglected you because I was too shy.

So I'm sorry too for not being there, and don't say those kinds of words! You're pregnant, it's bad influence...." I rub my chin. "You are forbidden to curse or everyone who ever comes into this house is forbidden to curse"

"How do you do this?" she gazes at me.

"Do what?" I withered continuing to eat my dinner.

"Being okay? You didn't even ask me about my ex, not anything" 

"Have you met him after our wedding?" I asked.

She shakes her head, "No.. why would I? No, I didn't"

"That's none of my business who was it I'm not inquisitive to know because if you tell me I would go to punch him in the face right away... such a son of a bitch" I gritted my teeth.

She kicked onto my leg under the table, "you cussed" she smiled.

"Hey! It was necessary" I kicked back onto her foot.

We chattered for hours over dinner planning everything to secure the child's future or individualism. 

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