Chapter 7

"So let's get this straight," Aurora began after listening to one hell of an explanation from Layla.

"You're pregnant, right?" She asked as Layla shook her head.

"But Mike is not the father?"

"How many times am I going to tell you that?" Layla pointed out.

"You caught Mike cheating with Scarlet, so because of that, you got yourself drunk and ended up having a one-night stand?"

"Precisely."

"Now you have no idea about the father?"

"Yes, I've never met him before; we just met by accident," Layla responded.

"So you left home because you think Rosalie is a threat?"

"I don't think she is a threat, Aurora, she is," Layla said. She had experienced the most painful heartbreak; her boyfriend cheated on her with no other woman than her stepsister, who she always thought had her back but had no idea that she was a bitch.

"I might wake up one morning and see that she has drilled the baby out of me," Layla said in a single breath. Rosalie was very hostile and was capable of doing something like that; she can even suggest an abortion and convince her Dad to make her do it.

"True, Rosalie can definitely do that," Aurora nodded in agreement. She and Layla attended the same high school along with her brother Regan, and they've been close friends since then. She has witnessed Rosalie's hostility towards Layla and can definitely confess to that; Rosalie was wicked and can do stupid things if she has to. She was like the wicked stepmother in fairy tales.

"Do I have no choice than to leave? I can never take a life," Layla voiced out, rubbing her flat tummy slowly.

"I agree with you, keep the child Layla, and know that you have I and Regan's support," Aurora assured, placing her hand on Layla's.

"Umabout that," Layla began nervously.

"Don't tell Regan about my pregnancy yet," Layla requested; she didn't want to tell anyone about it yet.

"But why? Don't tell me you plan on hiding it? That will not be possible; months from now, you'll have a bump," Aurora pointed out.

"I'm not hiding it; it's just for the meantime, it should remain a secret between us. At least until I secure a job," Layla said. She really had to start saving up for the future.

"Regan is already working on that, but I think you should still tell him; you have our support, Layla," Aurora assured softly.

"I know, but I don't feel comfortable about it yet. I should start work in earnest so I can get an apartment."

"You don't have to worry about that, Layla; this house is mine, and I live alone. You're welcome to stay as long as you want. Even when you finally have your baby, I'd be delighted to have you both around, so there's no need for getting an apartment," Aurora phrased.

"Thanks, Aurora," Layla appreciated, feeling teary. Aurora has been like a sister to her and has always been there during the hard times.

"You're welcome, baby girl, Mike, that son of a pig," Aurora clenched her fist in anger.

"How dare he?" She asked no one in particular.

"He deserves a punch straight in the face if his," she muttered in anger.

"I know, right?" Layla said, yawning; she was feeling so tired. She has not had a decent rest for the past two days.

"I'm tired," she yawned, standing up.

"Oh, it must be because of your trip; go to your room and have some rest; breakfast will be ready once you wake up," Aurora informed as Layla smiled brightly.

"Thanks," she mouthed, walking sluggishly to her room.

Layla woke up to the sound of the alarm, yawning, she climbed off the bed, walking sluggishly to the bathroom to relieve herself.

She was about to go back to bed when the smell of waffles wafted through her nose, making her stomach grumble.

She walked to the kitchen, but was surprised to see Regan there flipping a pancake with an apron tied around his waist.

"Regan," she called in surprise, not expecting to see him.

"Morning, sleepyhead," he flashed a smile at her.

"I didn't expect to see you here," she confessed as he chuckled.

"I wanted to make you breakfast," he replied.

"Oh good gracious, I can't wait," Layla salivated; Regan was a very good cook, even better than his sister and her.

"I've missed your cooking," she confessed.

"You should, I'm the best after all."

"You wish," she teased, and they both laughed.

"Where's Aurora?" Layla asked, looking around.

"She's probably still sleeping."

"I'm right here," Aurora said loudly, walking out of her room, banging the door behind her.

"What are you doing here?" She asked Regan directly.

"I came to make Layla breakfast; I'm sure you're not blind," he smiled at her as Aurora sent him a hard glare.

"Just so you know, two grown-up women are now living here, so you just can't barge in whenever you like; we have our privacy," Aurora drew out.

"I mean who comes into a woman's house unannounced; so please drop my house key when you're leaving and call whenever you're coming over again," Aurora instructed with a note of finality in her voice.

"Here's your breakfast," Regan said to Layla, ignoring Aurora as he placed a plate of pancakes with strawberry and chocolate toppings in front of her.

"Eat up," he gestured.

"You too Aurora, sit, I'll serve you yours," he informed as Aurora sat beside Layla.

"Why did you come this early, hmm?" She questioned curiously.

"Because I came with good news," he began as Layla raised her head up.

"Good news?" She queried.

"Yes, and it's for you, Layla," he responded, his face beaming with smiles as Layla wondered what good news he must have brought.

"So go and tell us, what's the good news?" Aurora motioned eager to know what he was planning to say as well.

"I have a friend who works as a manager in Raleigh company; I talked to him about you. Luckily for you, there happened to be a vacant space, so you got the job," he announced happily as Layla squealed.

"Really?"

"Yes, and you're starting work today," he informed; Layla stilled.

"Wait, today?" Layla yelled in panic.

"Yes, tod."

"And you didn't tell me about it!!!"

"I was going."

"Whatever, thanks Regan, you're a lifesaver," Layla appreciated running to her room to get dressed for work.