Pregnant For My Bully
Chapter 63

I didn't have to sneak out because dad already knew I was going out. Not like he could stop me anyway.

But the way downstairs was so long. I didn't feel like it right now.

So I just climbed out my bedroom window, using the spaces in the walls as support.

As I was almost at ground level, I heard someone moving below, close to the trees.

Shit.

I wasn't sneaking out, yes. But I didn't want dad to find out that I had been using my bedroom as an escape route. He'd probably switch rooms for me. And that'd be shit.

I descended slowly, trying to be quiet. Thank God it was dark. Else it wouldn't have ended well.

I just needed to get the f**k out this house.

I stopped my descent when I heard Ashley's voice.

Was she arguing with someone?

I looked down to check, and sure enough she was alone. But I could see the dim light from her iPhone, so I figured she was on a call.

Why did she have to come outside for the call though?

Straining, I leaned in to listen in.

"Look, we have to be careful. These things can go wrong..." She was saying to the person on the other line.

"Um...yeah okay, that might work. I'm going on vacation with him soon-"

I caught these little bits of the conversation, although I couldn't hear the person on the other side.

But they didn't make sense.

Suddenly she stated in a hurry, "Ok, ok I gotta go now. He'll be wondering where I've been."

A pause. Then,

"Okay I send you the details... Yeah... Okay. Bye."

She hung up the phone.

For a moment, she stood making sure no one was around. Then she walked out from behind the bushes and made her way back upstairs. I frowned.

What was this bitch planning, I wondered.

All I could tell right now was that it had something to do with Dad.

Well, whatever it was, I was going to find out.