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i hope you like the story so far,cause there nearly was no chapter as my pet rabbit decided he wanted to chew the flex from my laptop! -Lol

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K so here's chapter 3

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Chapter 3;

Days flew into weeks, until one day Abe dropped by. He looked handsome in his clothes. Wearing his favourite scarf and emerald ring as per usual he walked into my room. I could sense some thing was up; I just had a bad feeling in the pity of my stomach.

I could see that he was stalling and that was very unlike Abe he usually said whatever was on his mind. That's what had drawn me to this incredible person that was standing in front of me. Of course that wasn't all that I had been attracted to, but at least you knew where you stood with Abe. He either loved or hated you, there was no in between.

I closed the door and he jestered for me to take a seat. Now I definitely was worried, what was up?

"Mm –Janine you know I -?" he muttered, looking at the red roses that he had, had delivered this morning. He just started at them for what seemed hours before continuing to talk.

"Unfortunately I have some bad news, Janine. My father wants me to take over the family business." He said.

I just looked at him dumbfounded.

He explained "I have no choice in the matter, you see when my father says jump people say how high and being his son I'm no exception."

I stood there completely dazed. How could he be leaving so soon? We only were just getting to know one another. Trying to compose myself by saying over and over again in my head –just keep it together Janine, keep it together this is all a bad dream…

I managed finally, some how to utter the words "Family business, what kind of work do you do anyway?"

"That really does n't matter, don't worry you're pretty little head about it."

"I wish things could be … different."

I noticed for the first time, a little box in his hand. I wondered what was in it as he held it out for me to take.

"I got you something as a farewell gift." Before adding, "To remember me by."

I took the box and opened it –there was a nazur nestling on a blue velvet cushion.

It was simple but pretty. I admired the way it shone in the light reflecting from the sun outside.

He helped me put it on. Resting there like it was made for me. Holding me in his arms we kissed gently. I longed to stay there in his arms for eternity, but he pulled away before the kiss became too passionate.

Kissing my forehead before he turned away. Without uttering another word he walked out the door. Just like that as quickly as Abe Mazur had entered my life, he was gone.

Standing there, frozen still clutching the little box –listening to his footsteps grow fainter as he walked farther away.

Thinking my heart was about to shatter into a thousand pieces. I flung myself onto the bed and burst out crying. Did I mean anything to him or was it just a fling to him. I spent days locked away in my room, not eating or sleeping. I wouldn't talk to anyone. Even my best friend Grainne couldn't get me to talk.

I guess people had been right when they said that Abe Mazur was trouble. I just hadn't wanted to believe them. I though maybe it would be different with us, maybe he really loved me. God I had been such a naïve fool to think such a thing.

Eventually I tried to get on with my life. I threw myself in to work. I started guarding my new charge –a young Royal Moroi family but mostly their son. All my time was spent watching him. Making sure he was safe at all times and that no strigoi attacked.

The distraction couldn't of come at a better time, leaving little time to think of Abe. Who had broken my heart. Well actually more like he had ripped it out and fed it to a pack of wolves.

I didn't think that I could ever love anyone again. It was just too painful.

The weeks went by, and I was beginning to enjoy working. But the last few days I had felt sort of nauseous. To top it all off my period was late. Grainne had stopped by to see how I was. I think she was still worried about me.

"You look really pale are you eating enough?" she asked worryingly

"I just feel a little under the weather, and I'm late." I replied

"What, late for what?" she looked at me puzzled.

"My period, I haven't had it this month yet" I said

"Jesus, Janine do you think your --." She asked

"I don't know, I hope not." I added

She gave me a hug before adding "Maybe you should get a pregnancy test just in case"

I went to the pharmacy to get a test. I came back and Grainne stay with me while I waited. I just hoped that I wasn't pregnant. What would I do? I mean it's not as if Abe would care.

We waited for, it seemed hours. Sitting there in silence not knowing what to say. Trying not to think about what the outcome would be. Maybe I should say a few

Novenas but I wasn't a particularly religious person and I didn't think God would listen anyway.

"Time's up" I said as I took a deep breath before lifting the test stick up.

"What does it say?" Grainne asked nervously

"I – I 'm pregnant" answering her as I started to sob uncontrollably.

Grainne hugged me tightly. Shit what was I going to do now? How could I raise a child I was barely an adult. There was no way I could look after a child and be a guardian at the same time –could I?

I definitely wouldn't be coming a blood whore that's for sure. How was I going to break this to my parents –they would flip out. Probably send me to a convent or worse.

My parents would want to know who got me knocked up. I couldn't tell that Abe Mazur –probably a member no leader of the Moroi Mob had slept with their daughter.

Cause I don't think they would be exactly impressed. They were going to kill me they would probably kill Abe too if they knew he was the father of my unborn child. Oh –Jesus I was in deep, deep shit.

"When are you going to tell Abe?" Grainne asked

"I don't know if I want to, I mean it's not as he would care." I replied

"Don't you think he has a right to know?" she asked

"I – really don't think so and anyway I don't know what I'm going to do yet myself either"

"I suppose there is always adoption" I added

"I—guess, when are you going to see your parents?" Grainne asked

"Better not put it off too long, or I'll just chicken out of it" I said

My parents were very old fashioned, and very strict –in other words no sex before marriage. My father being the worst of the two –usually my father's opinion was the only one that mattered and my mother would go along with what ever he said.