Chapter 3 -- Romano Pain Games
The night sky was sparkling with the stars, Sarah's face illuminated by the soft lights sounding her and Antoni. Her long white dress was perfect for a bride standing next to her husband to be in a black suit. She smiled widely overjoyed to finally marry Antoni repeating the official's words. "I. Sarah Bhali. Take Antoni Romano as my Husband."
Antoni smile soon faded as he began to repeat the official's words. "I Antoni Romano. Do not take Sarah Bhali as my wife. Because she got pregnant before marriage. With someone else's kid too. You disgust me Sarah. I can't be with you."
Sarah wailed, her tears flooding down her face as she started to scream in despair. A scream which woke her from her nightmare jolting forward shouting out Antoni's name. "Noooo. I didn't! It wasn't my fault... Huh? A-a dream?" Wiping her face, she looked around realising she was in her dorm room bed. The pain washed over her like a wave causing her to collapse back down on the pillow covering her face biting her arm in agony. "That's right... I was at the abortion clinic last night... But I don't remember too much... How did I end up back here?"
The soft morning light faded through the cracks in her curtains spilling onto the bed. With an audible groan, she pushed herself forward sitting upright playing with the light which cast over her palm. "It's still early? That's good. I didn't miss the photoshoot. Ow! B-But I can't go like this..." She used her bedside chair as a crutch stumbling to her feet and hopped to her bathroom. "Why does my side hurt so much? Are the treatments working? I hope so. Hopefully it will pass. Like this whole abortion nightmare."
Looking at herself in the mirror she examined her body and noticed a slight indentation over her bruised stomach. "Ahh... These bruises hurt just as bad as they look. But jeez Brian. You really messed up my stomach." She sighed heavily through the pain reaching for her makeup kit. "Aye aaah. I guess the abortion is working... My stomach looks a little smaller right...? If I don't have to wear anything revealing at the photoshoot. I'll be fine."
Sarah took her time to cover her bruises with foundation and concealer. Happy with her efforts, she struggled to wear her long sleeved V-neck and opted for a shorter skirt than usual. She wanted to look her best to try and catch Antoni's eye. She also didn't want to wear anything tight as the agonising pain shooting down one leg was crippling. She was in no condition to go outside however, her conviction to get closer to Antoni, her crush, was enough to push through the pain.
Arriving at the photoshoot location, Sarah hesitantly crept her way over to the group of photographers and models holding her waist tightly. "Oh Sarah! I'm glad you could make it." Sarah's photographer friend Frank smiled, busy polishing his camera lens.
Scanning the group, Sarah felt lost as she couldn't see her crush present. "T-thank you. Um. Is Antoni not here?"
"Ah yeah Antoni. Nobody has heard from him this morning. I hope he does come though. The shoot you missed was bomb. Antoni pulled great numbers for us." Frank opened his camera bag grabbing the rolled up university magazine and placed it on the table in front of Sarah.
Sarah bit the inside of her lip as a spike of jealously ran down her spine. "W-who's this girl?"
"Oh. You mean Britney? Yeah she stepped in for you. She's cute. But if you ask me. She's just another blonde white girl."
Sarah clutched her stomach angry at Britney and angry at her pregnant belly. If she didn't get pregnant that magazine cover would have been her and Antoni.
Her stewing thoughts were interrupted as Frank slapped her shoulder pointing to the lockers at the far end of the room. "Your costume is in locker four. Go try it on before the shoot. Hey don't worry. We have a great replacement for Antoni If he doesn't turn up."
"Right... Okay." Shuffling her way over to the lockers she sighed disappointed with the development. She popped the locker open and peered inside at the costume. With one hand, she held it up and gasped at the design. It was a thin white toga with a red half cape and tight belt. "I can't wear this. It looks so tight. The side is open too... Just as well I used concealer..."
Unravelling in a spiral of doubt, Sarah neglected to notice Antoni calling out her name from the other side of the room. She closed the locked placing the clothes on the bench beside her and spun around looking for somewhere to change. Before she had a chance to realise what happened, Antoni was centimetres away from her face. He grinned smugly looking down at her body as he leaned over her with an arm against the lockers. "Something on your mind Sarah? Why weren't you responding?"
"O-Oh Antoni! You're here! Oh um. You remember me?" She blushed brightly, crossing her legs and looked deeply into his eyes.
Catching her gaze, Antoni ran his fingers over her cheek before holding her chin. "I was busy with practice. Training and exercise are an important part of soccer..." The corner of his mouth curled as he struggled to hold a smile. "Talking of exercise. Maybe you should join me sometime." He placed his hand on Sarah's thigh applying pressure directly over where Brian damaged her leg. He licked his lips in satisfaction as Sarah tried to muffle her pained gasp.
She was shocked by his bravado and his boldness, enjoying his touch even through the pain. "O-Oh aah me? Really. You want me to join you? I'd like that. When do you want-"
"Anyway sweetheart. I never forget a pretty face. Especially after you impressed us at that party." Antoni quickly switched the topic carrying the conversation away from her questions.
Sarah's flustered face was as red as the bruises on her stomach as she hopped from foot to foot trying to flirting with her crush. "I did? That's because you were a great host. Thanks again. I had a lot of fun..."
"It's been like over two months. Why are you thanking me?"
"Um I. Well. It was my first time-"
Antoni drifted his hand up her leg as she gasped from the sudden movement. However, his hand jumped over her skirt pressing against her stomach. "Hmph. It sure was."
"What?"
"The party. It was clear that was your first party." He pulled up her shirt revealing her stomach and rolled his eyes seemingly disappointed by something. "Hmm you seem a little wider than I remember. Are your breasts bigger too?"
"Oh right the party.... Um no. I've just been eating too much..." She couldn't help but feel turned on by his actions, finding them oddly attractive. Squeezing her legs together, she felt the soft fabric of her panties against her soon wet pussy.
Antoni chucked running a cold finger over her stomach watching her reactions before letting go of her shirt. "I don't think I've ever seen you eat..."
Sarah froze, her eyes darting around the room looking for an excuse. However, Antoni lost interest scoffing as he opened the locker to her left and pulled out the roman chest plate and toga. "Looks like the photography club wants us to do a little dress up. They sure have childish imaginations.
"Yes indeed." Lying, Sarah looked down at her costume which she was rather fond of as she enjoyed history.
"Oh well. I can't complain. There's a lot to like about the romans. They could do whatever they wanted. Pillage and loot. Invade exotic lands. Obtain exotic treasures. Even take which ever women they wanted. I think it suits me coming from roman blood."
Unsure what he was talking about, Sarah nodded before collecting her costume ready to change. "I'll change now. I'm looking forward to modelling with you."
As she was walking away, Antoni scoffed leaning against the locker. "Are you sure you'll fit? If not. I can call Britney. She wasn't as attractive as you. But she seems eager. So I'm sure she'd jump at the chance."
Antoni's words cut Sarah like a surgeon, stopping in her tracks to take a moment to understand what he just said. Her jealousy hit her harder than any of the abortion treatments. "I will. Why do you assume I won't."
"No reason. Just don't feel like you're the only one who can do this. We wouldn't want you getting hurt." Antoni laughed dropping his pants to the floor right in front of Sarah who covered her eyes innocently. "What? My boxers making you uncomfortable? Relax it's not your first time seeing boxers... I'm sure."
Sarah's naïve mind thought he was referring to her fantasies which turned her face red again as she quickly shuffled towards the changing room. She agonisingly changed into the toga, tight belt, and half cape all while fantasising about how Antoni called her attractive and pretty.
Once changed everything was set up for the photoshoot as they took their positions on the set. Antoni sighed looking around the room with his hand in the air. "I'm a roman. Yet I don't have a sword..." He leaned in closely whispering into Sarah's ear. "I do love weapons and toys. The bigger the better."
Before she had a chance to process what he said, the photoshoot started. Which went by fast but felt like an eternity standing beside Antoni and thanks to the cloth design Sarah's apprehensions were calmed. The joy and peace she felt in that moment would live on in her memory for months to come. Finally standing beside her crush as equals to be printed on a magazine which she could hang on her wall. She felt that everything was beginning to look a little brighter and her choice to get the abortion was finally being validated.
Antoni however, had other plans for Sarah as he knew more about her pregnancy than she did. Unbeknownst to her, his involvement with her was far more entangled than she'd ever realise. He wrapped his arm around her waist intentionally pressing against her stomach which made her twitch and squirm holding back her anguish. "What's wrong? Are you in pain? You know. I was thinking we could do some more shoots together this week. But if you're dealing with some pains. I can ask one of the other girls."
"Aah... Oh. It's nothing. I swear. I'd love to. Any day."
"Is that right? That's good sweetheart. I don't want you doing anything without me you got it. I'd be awfully upset." He laughed menacingly waving to her as he left to change and head to his next class.
Sarah was left confused and lost but also excited that he wrote down his number on her hand. She hurried home to transfer the number to her diary before crashing by the dorm phone in a pool of sweat and pain. Collecting herself, she played the morning's events on repeat in her head, focusing on Antoni's concern about her pains. "Maybe I should cancel the abortion treatments. Just for a couple of days. Until the pain goes away. For the next photoshoot. Then Antoni won't have to worry so much about me." She picked the phone up and dialled Doctor Ploughton.
After a few awkward seconds the phone connected. "Yes. Hello. Doctor Ploughton speaking."
"U-Um hello. It's me. Sarah... I um."
"Ah Sarah. Why are you calling me? Aren't we supposed to meet tonight."
"I decided that I. Um well. I'd like to cancel the treatment..." The phone went silent for a few moments, enough for Sarah to think it disconnected. "Hello? Are you still there doctor?"
"Well. That is a shame. I just looked over your file. You only have two treatments left."
"Only two? I didn't know that... I'd still like to stop for a short while. Just for a few days or so."
"Unfortunately, the life in your stomach won't wait. Stopping your treatment temporarily. Will only make the future treatment more intense. I can't guarantee you won't feel more pain miss Bhali."
"I didn't think it would be such a problem."
"Indeed it will. Two more treatments Sarah. Is this so important that you are willing to endure more pain.
"I don't know..."
"Then I want you to come tonight."
