(Arata)
The thudding of my heart was the only sound that echoed in my ears for the next few seconds.
I cleaned myself and proceeded to check the stick.
Closing my eyes, I breathed in and picked it up.
One red line was supposed to show.
Two lines were to an.
Two clear red lines mockingly stared back at .
My cold hands shook so violently that I dropped the stick on the floor and took a step back while stifling a shriek.
PREGNANT???
How could I be?
This has to be a mistake. Maybe the kit was faulty. They are not always accurate.
Right???
Panic gripped every muscle in my body as if an anaconda had wrapped itself around .
My breathing went erratic, and even with the winter season, sweat trickled on my temples and back.
Placing my hand on my uncontrollably beating heart, I tried to make sense of this.
It didn’t.
’I should do the test again.’ With this thought, I hurriedly washed my hands and rushed out of the bathroom to grab the other kit.
In that mont, I was battling tears as mountains of emotions broke over . Grabbing the second kit from the bag, I repeated the process with whatever fluid was left in my body.
Shuddering and trembling, I checked the second stick, but it showed the sa result.
The two clear red lines made my head dizzy, and I had to clutch the sink so I wouldn’t fall down.
Wasn’t my life fucked up enough?
Tears brimd in my eyes and slipped down my cheeks, completely blurring my vision as I sobbed. My hands held the marble sink for support.
In the past months, I had sex with two different n. Azul and Karsten.
While Azul used protection, Karsten didn’t. But I took a pill within 24 hours of the intercourse.
So, how did I end up pregnant?
One of them could be my potential stalker, while the other was a habitual liar who wanted nothing to do with except fill his lust.
How was I going to bring a child into this world without a father?
My heart weighed in tornt as I clutched it with my left hand and straightened up. My right hand protectively went to my belly, where a life had already begun.
I sobbed, my body shook with little tremors, my throat squeezed so painfully that I couldn’t breathe.
The panic, the truth, and the reality of this situation were sinking in.
I had been so delusional, riding the boat of enjoynt that I forgot my actions would have consequences, and now I was facing them.
What was I going to do?
How was I going to tell Karsten or Azul?
My gut was telling that it was after I had sex with Karsten that I ended up pregnant.
I held my hand under the tap, and warm water gushed out. Filling up my palms, I splashed it on my tear-streaked face. I couldn’t go out looking like shit, I had to be strong to weather this storm too.
If I had to, I would take care of this child alone...
Drying my face with the towel, I discarded everything in the trash except one stick. Wrapping it in tissue paper, I hid it in my sweater’s tight sleeve and decided to step out of the bathroom. A prayer rested on my lips that Karsten would still be downstairs and I wouldn’t have to face him until I had cald myself.
But recently, my lady luck had taken a long vacation to so other universe. Leaving stranded with a frost giant.
As I stepped out of the bathroom, I ca face to face with the said giant.
The worries and anger had sohow mingled and brewed a cocktail of unrest for him. His worried eyes found .
Recently, all those filters he loved putting on his face were disappearing fast, leaving most of his emotions bare.
I averted my disturbed gaze from him and tried to head towards the walk-in closet. I wanted to hide the stick in my purse.
"What’s wrong?" His voice ca out embroiled in concerns.
Damn! He must have heard my cries in the bathroom.
Without giving him an answer, I tried to bypass him and enter the closet, but this ti he planted his broad body between and the door.
"Get out of my way," I snarled, barely holding back the tears ready to burst out.
He didn’t budge, watching with an intense unease and regret. A certain fear shadowed his face as he clutched his hands tighter to his sides.
"Not until you tell why you were crying inside the bathroom."
His words brought forward a maelstrom of rage and frustration. I was already teetering on the edge of insanity, and he was the easiest target to vent my anger.
"You! Fucking you, happened. You destroyed my life, and now I have to live with you and act as if everything is peachy with a sumr glow," I yelled out.
Veins in my neck strained as my head lifted so the storms in our gazes could connect.
He stood like the surface of a lake under which crocodiles rest, ready to pounce on their prey. Watching with such intensity of pure guilt and helplessness.
So of which I understood. His need to keep away from him, keep safe because of how fucked up his life was.
His arms slowly lifted and gently went around my shoulders, pulling into his aloof but heated presence.
"Nooo! Noooo!" I tried to push him away, beating his heavy back with my fists, but he just held there.
"Just calm down, please..." So much desperation clung to his voice.
This embrace of his didn’t reflect lust, it was just warm and soothing to my agitated heart.
Hugs had beco so rare in my life, and from the mont he had broken my heart, I was left barren without his touches, his hugs, his warmth.
My heart was like the barren sand of the desert, while his embrace was a sprinkle of rain which fell after years of drought.
His warmth soaked in , breaking that wintry chill around my heart.
Burning , lighting up my veins, he made feel alive.
Gasping and sobbing, I broke down into his arms, unable to hold myself together.
My legs trembled and my knees gave way, my body losing all strength, but his strong arms held tethered to him.
"I got you," he whispered before I fainted in his arms.
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