Five more minutes. I’ll know if the Vitarex is guilty of my constant nausea and vomiting.
Four more minutes. I look down, I don’t want to be looking at it when it’ll be the time.
Three more minutes. How will I react if it’s positive? How will he react if it’s positive? If it’s negative he’ll never know about this. But if it’s positive I’ll have to tell him right?
Two more minutes. Time is even slower than when you’re waiting for cold food in the microwaves! It feels like I’ve been waiting for years!
One more minute…

“Angie I’m back! What are you…?” I look up to see Alex with wide eyes, she instantly grabs the test from my hands. What a pathetic sight she must has had walking in..
Her eyes grow even wider -yes it’s still possible- but does it mean..? No!
“Angie.. Please tell me you fucked a random guy. Please… Tell me it’s not this asshole!” she looks up at me with tears forming in her eyes. Positive. Now I’m in hell. I feel my breathing getting harder, like I’m going to hyperventilates. No…

No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! NO! NO!! HELL NOOO!!!!!

“Angie breath.. It’s.. It’s him right?” I nod. Feeling the coldest tears running down my face. I’m pregnant. 21 and pregnant. It’s not the worst..
But from a taken man? Who doesn’t give a shit about me? Who doesn’t love me? Who will reject me? Us?
I knew something worse would come. But not that bad!
I curl up on the floor in a fetal position. No… No.. I can’t be pregnant. Not now.
“Angie.. You have to tell him.” I furiously shake my head. I won’t. No. I’ll run to Japan. I’ll raise our kid on my own. He or she will have no dad. Because I have no one. Not a boyfriend. Not a husband. Not even a ‘friend with benefit’.

“Angie look at me” Alex says calmly, she seems to control herself way better than the crying baby I am. Talking about baby…
“You can’t hide it from him. Whoever he is. Whatever he did. Even if he was the devil himself. He’s the father of your future baby..” I just stay here, looking at her. I don’t think I can talk yet, and I don’t want to nod.
“Please Angie, promise me you’ll tell him as soon as possible.” I finally nod. She’s right. But I’m scared.

“Here. I’m calling your job and you’re calling him okay?” Calling him? Never! I don’t want to fall on his beautiful girlfriend.. She doesn’t deserve that! How could I haven’t thought about her yet?
“I.. I’ll message him.
-Don’t tell him such a thing in a message. That need to be said face to face.” I swallow hard. Face to face? What if he gets angry?
“W.. Why?” I sob
“Imagine if he’s driving and receive this -shocking- text, then has a accident and no more daddy..” I sigh and look down, she’s right. But there’s no daddy already..
“O.. Okay. I’ll message him to.. To meet.
-You want me to come?” I shake my head. I’m not ready for her to know. She quickly walk away and come back with my phone.
“Here you are. Get it over with as soon as possible.” I nod.

I take my phone and and slide to the message section. Then to this conversation. My heart is beating like crazy. My fingers are shaking like leaves.
‘Angie: We need to talk’

I shove my phone in my pocket, praying for him not to reply. But he does. Instantly. I sigh and as if she could understand Alex walk out of the bathroom.
‘Andy: Sure, when? Just talking? ;)’ I smile a little. But it fades quickly.

‘Angie: Yes, just talking. It’s important.’
‘Andy: Okay, red room in thirty minutes?’

I quickly agree and stand up. Time to face my fate.. Or at least Andy. I have to do it. For him and for myself. But I feel like it won’t be all good..

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Alex drives me -yes, she refuses for me to go anywhere by myself with my condition- to the closest parking and I walk to the room. Slowly. I’m scared. Terrified.
I softly knock upon the door. Kind of hoping he’s not there and I can flee to Japan..
“Come in Angie” he’s there. I’m going to ruin our ‘relationship’, my life and his in a matter of minutes. Cool!
I walk in and stay by the door, I don’t want to sit next to him or touch him or anything. I don’t want to miss him when he’ll reject the both of us..

“Angie? Are you okay? You’re so pale..” I nod with a small smile, of course I’m okay. I’m pregnant. How wonderful…
The tall man stands up and walks to me, he softly grab my chin with both hands and make me look up into his blue eyes. Why did this happen?
“Tell me what’s bothering you.. Please” I automatically look away and bite my lip. It’s not every day you say something like that..
“Angie.. You look almost dead, please tell me.” I sigh, now looking down. I didn’t think about how hard it would be to tell him.

“I.. I..” I bite my lips again and start to chew on it. I can’t. I can’t say that.
“Hey! Why are you so scared? Your whole body shakes!” I shake my head. How the fuck am I supposed to say that? I am pregnant.

“I.. I’m sorry Andy. I’m..” I take a deep breath, even if I feel like I’ll have a panic attack at any time.
“I’m pregnant.” I breath out. He freezes. I close my eyes.
Please don’t be mad!

But he doesn’t say a thing. So I open my eyes, he’s looking at me, his face cold and emotionless. Suddenly his hands fall from my face. Oh no!
“Wow.” is all he says. I swallow hard.
“How..? I mean..” he shakes his head.
“I hope it’s from me right?!” his tone sounds a bit angry and I nod, looking down.

“Get rid of it.”

Notes

As I told you guys.. You weren't hating Andy yet!
How are you guys? (except about this chapter ;) )