3 months
I sat there breathless when I saw my stomach growing. To think I was actually going to have a baby. The sad thing is though…the man I love only used me for his own pleasure. You should have known Jamila. It's always the same story. I sit on a chair and I pat my stomach. My child I promise I will protect you always. I look up at the ceiling and remember the moments I spent with my Atem, the king of my heart. I just couldn't believe what Bakura said.
6 months
I had just taken a shower and I put on my towel. I felt like a ball with the tummy I had. I stared at myself. So this is how I grew in my mother womb. The thing that makes me sad though is that I wasn't made out of love. I was made just on the act. I Can't wait until it's finally born. I remember Atem's words
(Flashback)
"Imagine my flower one day a kid of our own"
"you would like that?"
"Sure a fruit of our love"
"I bet you'd want a boy huh?"
"Nonsense I want a girl"
"why?"
"So that when I look at her I see you, a little reminder you can say"
(End of the flashback)
I cried because those words were all lies. Something inside me however still had a feeling that they weren't lies. Atem did love you. Why would he use you for pleasure when he could have any woman in Egypt? I wanted to find him but I didn't even know where the hell Bakura had taking me to.
7 months
Lately these past days I could not get Atem out of my head. I just kept thinking what he or she would look like. When I think on how lifeless my life was as a thief I thank gods that Atem came in my life. I especially thank the gods for the gift I'm carrying. I was lost in thought when Bakura comes in.
"I'm back…gosh I cant stand looking at you"
"then don't look at me"
"you look like a pig…I cant wait until you lose that thing"
"my child never"
"I don't necessarily mean the rodent"
"don't you dare call my child that you animal"
"you're lucky I wont hit you…I still have some respect in my veins but it will only be a matter of time my ex-beauty"
"you think you hurt me just because you call me names"
"look" he says grabbing my face with a tight grip
"It turns me on calling you these names and it especially turns me on when you react like that"
"like what"
"With attitude, I love my woman like that" he says licking my face. He lets go of my face. "And you better be aware that I will never leave you. No matter what" he leaves the room and for some reason for the first time I was really scared.
8 Months
Any week, day, hour or minute my baby could come. I just wish my beloved Atem would be here… no matter what he feels.
