24



The next day, Urs and Roberta went out separately to buy items.
For Urs it was a video camera so he could fulfil Fara’s wish at tapping one of their sex sessions while Roberta made a trip to the nearest chemists.
She nervously looked around the store, ‘Can I help you Miss?’ a friendly shop assistant, name tag reading ‘Alexandria’ asked, smiling.
‘I need a…a…’ Roberta mumbled.
‘Pregnancy test?’ Alexandria guessed.
Roberta nodded, unable to say the words she needed.
‘We’ve three different types.’ Alexandria handed two of the tests to Roberta.
‘I’ve only missed one period…’ Roberta finally managed to say.
‘Right. Well, in that case, this one should do it.’ Alexandria handed over the last test. It was called, ‘First response.’ and was in a bright pink coloured box. Very eye catching. And very difficult to hide when she would be finished with it. Blast.
‘I’ll take it.’ Roberta nodded.
‘OK.’ Alexandria rang up the test, took Roberta’s money, placed the test into a bag and handed it over with not a lot of change from £20. ‘Good luck,’ she then told Roberta.
‘I’ve a feeling I’ll be needing it.’ Roberta lightly laughed.
As soon as Roberta had walked out of the shop, Alexandria picked up the phone, ‘I’ve got a scoop for you.’ she told her reporter friend named Cydalia. Yes. That Cydalia. Carlos‘ girlfriend. She knew who exactly Roberta was. Who she lived with. Alexandria was a fan of IL DIVO but that didn’t stop her from telling tales on any of them. Especially when a fee was involved if the story was published. Alexandria would spent the next three weeks, eagerly searching the magazine her friend worked for, looking for the story. Only, strangely enough, it never was published.

Cydalia thought of herself as lucky to receive the phone call and not someone else who worked at her magazine. She duly took down all the information Alexandria provided, then took out a lighter and burnt the notes. Then shredded them for added privacy.

Roberta walked home in a daze. OK she and Seb were getting married but that didn’t mean he wanted children or even wanted to go through with the wedding. Being engaged and getting married were two things completely different. She was slightly scared on what result the pregnancy test had to give. But she had to take it. Had to know if she was or wasn’t pregnant. She sneaked into the house and rushed to the bathroom.
Ten minutes later after almost dropping the pregnancy test twice with nervous, shaking fingers, Roberta knew the answer. It wasn’t what she had wanted it to be. For yes, she was pregnant.
‘Oh god…oh god…’ Roberta muttered to herself.
‘Rob? Is that you?’ Fara banged on the bathroom door were Roberta still sat, in shock, on the closed toilet. She had spotted Roberta sneaking into the house and had seen her rushing to the toilet, after she hadn’t come out Fara had got worried and decided to go and investigate. She hoped her friend was OK.
Roberta sighed and opened the door after Fara banged on it for quite a while.
‘Robbie, honey…?’ Fara, on seeing her best friends expression said. She immediately pulled her friend in her arms, ‘Honey…?’ she asked again.
‘I’m…pregnant.’ Roberta sighed, sniffing back the tears.
‘Who is…?’
‘Seb.’ Roberta sighed again.
‘Hey that’s good, isn’t it?’ Fara asked, looking at Roberta with a concerned look on her face.
‘I…I don’t know.’
‘You are getting married.’ Fara reminded her.
‘No, we’re engaged…’ Roberta sighed for a third time.
‘Isn’t that the same thing…?’
‘Not necessarily.’
‘Tell Seb.’ Fara then urged.
‘No….no I can’t.’
‘Rob, you can. You must.’
‘Will you…will you come with me?’ Roberta then asked her friend.
‘Of course I will.’ Fara hugged her again, ‘come on.’
‘What? Now?’ a worried Roberta asked.
‘Yes, now.’ Fara insisted.
‘OK…’ Roberta let out a long sigh, ‘OK.’ she repeated.
Fara took Roberta’s hand and together they went to find Seb.
He was in the kitchen, in the middle of making a phone call, writing down something.
‘Hi honey.’ he kissed Roberta after putting the phone down, ‘well.’ he smiled, ‘I’ve booked the church.’
‘You’ve…?’ Roberta asked in amazement.
‘Booked the church.’ Seb repeated, smiling.
‘Oh… right.’
‘You’ve what?’ Seb then asked, sensing something was wrong, ‘changed your mind on…on marrying me?’ he swallowed the lump in his throat.
‘No, no, nothing like that.’ Roberta shook her head.
‘What then…?’
‘We might have to…postpone the wedding.’
‘Eh? Why?’ Seb asked, looking confused.
‘I’m…I’m pregnant.’ Roberta mumbled.
‘Say again?’ Seb, not believing what he was hearing asked his fiancée.
‘I’m…pregnant.’ she repeated.
‘Oh…Oh. WOW! Robbie!’ Seb laughed, pulling Roberta into his arms and swinging her around and around.
‘You’re…happy?’ a dizzy Roberta nervously asked once she was back on the ground.
‘Happy? Nope.’ Seb beamed, ‘I’m ecstatic!’ he laughed happily.
Fara winked at Roberta. A wink that said, ‘See! Told you it would be OK!’
Roberta mouthed back, ‘Thank you.’ before Fara left the kitchen. Leaving them to it.

Urs was looking at various video cameras.
‘Any particular one you like Sir?’ the male shop assistant, named Will asked.
‘One that is easy to use.’ Urs replied.
‘OK Sir.’ Will nodded, ‘hand held Sir?’
‘I’ll need a…a stand too.’ Urs then said.
‘Right. Making movies eh?’ Will winked.
‘Something, like that.’ Urs nodded slightly.
‘Any particular price range Sir?’
‘No, no.’
‘Right. Sir. Follow me then.’ Will winked at Urs again.
Urs was shown five various video camera, each with extras and various price ranges.
‘I’ll have that one.’ Urs pointed to the one which looked the easiest to handle.
‘A good choice in home entertainment Sir.’ Will beamed at Urs, winking at him yet again, ‘are you…available?’ he then asked Urs.
‘Pardon?’ Urs asked in reply.
‘Available. For a date?’ Will asked more clearer this time.
‘No. Sorry.’ Urs shook his head.
‘Oh only I thought…’
‘I have a fiancée.’ Urs partly lied.
‘I do threesomes…’ Will winked suggestively.
‘Yeah? Well I don’t.’ Urs lied again.
‘Oh. Right…sorry.’ Will apologised, looking embarrassed.
Saying he had a fiancée gave Urs an idea. On the way back to Fara with the newly bought video camera he stopped at a jewellers. He knew exactly the one he wanted to buy as soon as he saw it. It was perfect. Made for Fara. He didn’t bat an eyelid at the price tag for he knew Fara was worth it. And more. Lots, lots more. Then he almost ran home with a big smile on his face and a spring in his step.

Urs got home in time to join in with celebrating Seb and Roberta’s news. Seb was opening up the champagne while Fara was pouring out orange juice for Roberta and for her. Urs briefly wondered why she wasn’t drinking champagne until she spotted his package.
‘You’ve bought the video camera then?’ she winked at him.
‘Oh yes.’ Urs repaid the wink.
‘Oh, do tell…?’ Seb asked, handing Urs a full glass of champagne.
‘Fara…just wanted a video camera.’ Urs shrugged.
‘For…?’ Seb probed.
‘Probably to video tape their sex sessions!’ Roberta laughed.
Fara’s blush told her that she as spot on.
‘Eh-hey!’ Seb laughed, nudging Urs, ‘we should try that Rob!’ he then told his fiancée.
‘Sounds like a wonderful idea.’ Roberta agreed.
‘Hey, when you’ve filmed, let us see!’ Seb then asked Urs, making him cough a little on his champagne.
‘No, I don’t think…’ he started to say.
‘Only, if we can see yours too.’ Fara interrupted.
‘Sounds like a fair exchange.’ Seb beamed, nodding.
‘Next thing we know you’ll be wanting to join in sometime!’ Roberta then laughed.
‘Now, there is an idea.’ Seb winked.
‘Seb.’ Roberta warned.
‘No, its OK.’ Fara told her, ‘lets see, after we’ve seen your performance on tape, then we’ll decide.’
‘Oh! Goodie!’ Seb laughed.
‘A foursome?’ Urs asked, in surprise and slight shock.
‘Only, if we all want it.’ Fara wisely told him.
‘Glad I have a choice.’ Urs nervously laughed, wondering what was happening to Fara. He wanted to keep her all to himself and he certainly, certainly didn’t want to go around sharing her with anyone. Defiantly not Seb. Urs had a suspicion that Seb was a much better lover than Urs was and so didn’t want to end up losing Fara to Seb. Defiantly not to Seb. Not now. Not ever. Fara was his. All of his. Forever more.