Prove Me Wrong

"Everything about that night was a mistake." I say. He frowns. Tears begin to fall from my eyes. "Why?" He asks furrowing his brows. I have my hands on my stomach. I was pregnant, I didn't want to be. "Theo." He stares at me. "I'm pregnant."

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2. Next Morning

 

     My head ached. I groaned as I sat up. My head is pounding. I uncovered my legs and stood from the bed making my way towards the bathroom. 

 

     My hair was a mess, my mascara was everywhere, even my lipstick was smeared. I heard a groan from outside the door. It was a guy. Was I really that drunk? I notice I'm only in my underwear. 

 

     The door opens revealing Theo. He looks exhausted. When he looks up he's shocked, so am I. "Um..." I don't know what to say. "Excuse me." I walk past him. I then notice the slight ache in my groin. 

 

     He must have dropped me off. What was wrong with us? Did we use a condom? Shit. Shit. Shit. 

 

     I grab the white robe from the chair and wrap it around my body. No one can find out about this. He has a fucking girlfriend. I have a fucking boyfriend. 

 

     I hear the door reopen. I quickly scurry into the living room, I need time to think. I hear him awkwardly cough as he enters the bedroom. I sit on the couch, I can see him looking around. I quickly look away as his eyes find mine. 

 

     He's quiet, standing in the same spot. A low sigh escapes his lips. I had to admit, though it was a mistake, I can't help but imagine what happened last night. 

 

     I check the clock. Seven thirty six. I sigh getting up from the couch. I need coffee. I find the phone next to the bed. I couldn't go in there, not while Theo was there.

 

     I grab my phone from the counter. A text, from Chris. I sigh. He can't know about this either. 

 

     I look up as Theo comes out from the room, this time wearing his clothes. "I'm going to go." He says awkwardly. I nod avoiding eye contact. Once he leaves I relax a bit. This will blow off, like it never happened. 

 

.....few weeks later.....

 

     No, no, no. I exit the bathroom finding an anxious Grace. "What is it?" She asks. I throw the test away. "Hand me another one." I say. I need to make sure. 

 

     "That was your third one Hannah." She states. I sit on the couch playing with my fingers. "What am I going to do?" I could feel tears

 

beginning to fall. She sits down next to me. "It's not the end of the world." She says. 

 

     "This will ruin him Grace," I start gasping for air as I cry. "Not to

mention Chris." She takes my hands in hers. "I'm gonna be here Hannah," she soothes. "Okay?" I nod. "You can tell him if you like," she says. "Or don't." 

 

     I wipe away the tears from my face. "It's up to you." I nod. More tears flood my face. "I just don't know what to do." She envelopes me in a hug. 

 

.....

 

     I needed to tell him, no matter what. I grabbed my phone and dialed his number. "This is Theo. Leave a message." I could feel a lump in my throat. What if he doesn't believe me? 

 

     "Um, hey Theo. I was hoping I could meet with you." I start. "Can you come over later? Thanks." I hang up. He won't come, I just know it. Not after what happened the last time he was here. 

 

.....later.....

 

     I opened the door to a well-known Theo. "Hey." I fake a small smile. "Hey." He replies in a deep voice.  "Come in." I say. He obeys. 

 

     "I'm sorry if you were busy." I say. "It wasn't a problem." He states. I nod. "What did you want to talk about?" He asks. Here's the hard part. "Um," how do you start? "I wanted to talk about... That night." He nods. 

 

     "Everything about that night was a mistake." I say. He frowns. Tears begin to fall from my eyes. "Why?" He asks furrowing his brows. I have my hands on my stomach. I was pregnant, I didn't want to be. "Theo." He stares at me. "I'm pregnant." 

 

     

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