50 I Am Pregnant

Tinka opened the door of Raymond's sitting room without knocking. She wanted to see what Raymond had been up to. The first person she

saw was Vicky and she frowned.

"What are you doing here?" Tinka asked.

Vicky looked at her like she had lost her mind.

Firstly, she entered without knocking and to make matters worse, she was asking her what she was doing in her brother's house.

Vicky clapped her heads as she laughed. Her encounter with Duke fuelled her anger the more. "Oh my…" she said in her foreign voice. "You are asking me what I am doing in my brother's house? How hilarious. Now, what the hell are you doing

here?" she asked glaring. She had always hated

Tinka for her guts and audacity.

"I am here to see my fiancée" Tinka said boldly.

Vicky laughed. "You mean, ex-fiancée."

"What are you doing here Tinka" Raymond

growled and Tinka spun to face Ray who was at

the entrance. She composed herself and moved

forward to hug him.

"Baby..." she drawled as she went towards him

with open hands. Ray blocked her advance with

his hand, "Answer the damn question. What the hell are you doing in my house?" He yelled.

"I am here to give you the good news baby" she

was all smiles.

"No news from you can be good" he declared.

"Was about to say the same" Vicky added.

"I am sure you would love this Ray" she paused

for effect. "I am pregnant."

All the blood drained from Raymond's system as

those three words echoed in his brain. He could no longer hear what was being said and all the blood in his veins seemed to have flowed to his feet, making it impossible for him to move. 'I am pregnant' it echoed again.

Vicky clapped her hands, eyes flashing with humour and anger.

"Tinka, I have always known you to be the sneaky type but with this sort of plot, you deserve a gold medal. How dare you fake pregnancy because you want to have my brother back?" Vicky was very angry. She glanced at Raymond but he could not hear anything.

Tinka turned furious eyes at Vicky, dangling a piece of paper before her. "That is the doctor's report."

"I don't need a useless sheet of paper. You are not pregnant; but if you are, Raymond is most likely not the father."

Tinka looked insulted. She grabbed Raymond's

hand, successfully bringing him back to his senses. "Did you hear her Ray? She is questioning my fidelity! That is why I have always hated this lesbian sister of yours."

Vicky's hand itched to slap her but she controlled

the urge. She should have love the reality of being a lesbian the same way she had loved and accepted it for a long time but hearing Tinka call her a lesbian was sounding terribly like an insult. She mentally blamed Duke for this. She hadn't been able to think straight ever since Duke had kissed her senseless.

Ray pushed Tinka out of his way and swallowed hard.

"It looks like I am on the verge of becoming an aunt" Vicky said in a jovial way, trying to bring down the tension he felt but it did not succeed.

Tinka saw his look of doubt and confusion.

"Here, have a look at the test result." She put the

paper in his hand but he could not even read it. All the letters on the paper vanished before his eyes. The real meaning of being doomed stared at him terrifyingly. He had just come to accept the fact that he was truly in love with Luciana but here he was with absolutely no hope in that direction because as the devil will have it, he would be fathering a child from his demented ex-fiance.

It had been during his quiet time while drawing that he realised that he actually did not love Tinka the way he loved Lucy. Lucy had given him back his artistry, had helped him get past his fears and had secured a very tender spot in his heart in the process. When he had picked up his pencil to sketch, Lucy was the only person that posed as a model in his senses. He remembered how beautiful she looked when she had entered his room the first Sunday she spent in his house. She had gazed at his bare chest with curiosity and longing and uncertainty while she thought he was asleep. He had loved that lovely gown on her, just as he had imagined when he spotted the gown in the boutique but it was absolutely lovelier when she wore it. As he sketched, he had entertained false hopes that they would meet again someday but standing in front Tinka, he felt all his hopes shattered. Lucy vanished from his mind and he envisioned himself carrying a crying baby which had pooped in its pants and a yelling Tinka complaining of too much stress.

He swallowed and took a deep breath.

He took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Doc T…. good afternoon Doc…. I am on my way to the hospital now, are you there?…. Good. I need to carry out a pregnancy test and I need the results immediately… Ok then" he ended the call and even though the news had been too shocking to be true, he marched inside the bedroom with confidence, leaving the two ladies to stare at his wake. He returned some minutes later with his car keys and Tinka swallowed.

"Follow me" he muttered as he passed beside

Tinka and she followed like a robot. Vicky tagged along, determined to see the end of it all.

Deo knocked the door for the umpteenth time.

"Please open up for me Tola, please."

Just like the past futile fifteen minutes, Tola did not respond. He became weery and agitated.

"If you won't open the door, I will break it down T"

Deo warned, his voice holding the assurance that he would not hesitate in doing what he just said he would.

When no response came, he was scared that

something might be wrong with Tola. He

swallowed and moved several inches away from

the door.

"Move away from the door Tola" he said in an authoritative voice.

Just as he was about to kick the door, Tola opened it and peered at him.