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isses my head. “Me too, Princess, me too.” He stands and quickly gets dressed, in his usual attire, black suit and a white shirt. “Get dressed, Baby, I don’t want Aaron seeing your gorgeous body.”
I roll my eyes. “I’m hardly going to walk out in my pajamas now am I?” I tell him sarcastically. “I’m going to have a shower and then I’ll make some breakfast. Would he have some?”
Hudson nods. “That man eats more than Jagger. I’ll call you when I’m on my way home.” He places a soft and gentle kiss against my lips. “Love you princess, call me if you need me.”
“Love you too, I’ll see you later,” I tell him as he leaves me in the bedroom.
Moments later, there’s a knock on the door. “Hey Mia, I just wanted to let you know that I’m here and I’ll be in the sitting room if you need anything.” Aaron tells me through the door.
“Hey Aaron, I’m just going to have a shower, then I’ll make us breakfast.”
His stomach growls and I laugh, God, that was loud. “Sounds good. Yell if you need me.”
“Will do,” I tell him and get out of bed and walk into the en-suite bathroom, the room is already illuminated. My nerves kicking in now, I open the cupboard and immediately spot the bag I have hidden here. My stomach begins to flip, I can’t even think about it right now, I just need to do it.
My hand shakily picks up the bag, pulling out the box, a tear slowly slides down my face. God, this can’t be happening but I googled all the symptoms I had and every one is a symptom of pregnancy. The fatigue, the bloating, the nausea, the heartburn, the sensitive nipples, and crying for no reason. I don’t want it to be true, but everything points to it, not to mention, I can’t remember the last time I had a period.
Sitting on the toilet, I read the instructions, wanting to make sure I do it properly. I think I read them five times before I finally have the courage to take the test. Once I do, I leave the test on the sink and wait. I put a timer on my phone and set it for three minutes.
Those three minutes are the longest of my life all I do is stare at the time as it slowly goes down. Minute by minute my tears still fall, what if it’s positive? What am I going to do? I really haven’t let myself think about it before now, I was really wishing that what I have been feeling was due to stress, but when I realized I hadn’t had a period in a while I knew I had to get a test to be on the safe side.
Beep, beep, beep, beep. My alarm goes off, and my heart leaps into my mouth. Placing my phone down I pick up the stick. Glancing at the little window, those two pink lines so clear to see. My mind can’t quite comprehend what I’m seeing, reaching for the box, I read the instructions again. I scan the instructions, trying to see where it says what two pink lines mean. Throwing the box down, I quickly stand and turn around, lifting the lid to the toilet just in time to throw up.
I can’t stop, I retch and dry heave, the enormity of what that test means.
I’m pregnant.
The tears fall as I sit on the floor and pull my knees to my chest and sob, I’m pregnant and I have no idea who the father is.
My baby could be the product of love, or the product of rape
