Cyber 27

Iris

The thin stick in my hand with its two blaringly obviously blue lines confirmed what I already knew.

I was pregnant, and it was Cyber’s.

Again he had managed to knock me up in just one night. It might have been funny if he wasn't dead. If he had been there to share the joke with me. I could picture his grinning face clearly in my mind's eye.

Of course, I had no way of knowing whether he would be happy or not. He might have been mortified, but I didn't think so. He would have taken it as testament of his virality. Of his manhood.

God, I missed him.

Dropping the stick to my feet, I let my hand sweep over my still flat stomach. It wouldn't be long until it started to swell. Then there would be the constant doctor’s appointments, scans and such. All of which I would have to do alone.

Just me and Violet, and the little boy or girl I was growing in my body. I wasn't sure I could cope with doing it alone. Without even a single friend to share the little milestones with. I wasn't afrai