Secret of a one night stand

On January 3rd, it was my friend's birthday and my fateful day turned around.  The trajectory of my life also changed that day.

Anne Vyalitsyna  – my best friend.  That day, he celebrated a huge birthday, at a famous Airi bar in this Los Acosta metropolis.  He has a wide circle of friends, so his birthday party is also very crowded.  Mainly male and female students of the school.

That day, I wore a tight dress, the neckline was slightly lowered to reveal the tattoo of devil wings on my chest.  Looks very charming.  During his birthday party, I noticed a playboy in a black shirt with a charming smile sitting over there.  He is one of the hot sports boys of the block.

His name is Simon Howard, people call him Sliver.  His ball movement speed in ball-related sports is extremely respectable.  Just like the wind and always the one to bring victory to the team.

After swaying to the tired music for a while, I took a sip of my wine glass under the chin.  Less than five minutes later, my head was pounding with an uncomfortable uneasiness.  At this point, it was only a little conscious that I was drugged.  Someone picked me up and there seemed to be a commotion.  After that, I don't remember anything.

Eight hours later I woke up in the bar's break room, it was only 5am.  Everything had a bit of light and so was this room.  The shower curtain is black, but I can still see everything around me dimly.

My head hurt like a hammer, after a while I realized that I was not wearing any clothes.  And next to me there was a boy who was sleeping soundly, he was also naked.  The person is naked, the blanket is wrapped around the lower half of the body.  God, I freaked out then.

I got up and walked unsteadily to the bathroom to get dressed and leave peacefully.  Because it wasn't quite bright yet, plus the black curtains, I couldn't see her face clearly.  I could only see faintly on his chest a tattoo of a snake wrapped around a cross.

Without lingering for long, I left quickly before he woke up.  But that was the biggest mistake of my life.  I should have stayed and held him accountable for what he did.

About a month after that fateful night, I had symptoms of nausea when I smelled food.  Thinking I had a stomach ache, I planned to skip school on Sunday and go to the doctor.

At that time, my face was so deformed, why did every teacher "concern" about everything.  Anne too, she told me I looked so much like her sister-in-law.  Asked her sister-in-law what was wrong, she said her sister-in-law was pregnant.

Two words pregnant like “the thunder that burns my ears” me.  It kept "flying" in my mind for the rest of the week.

Sunday also came, I canceled the plan to go to the doctor to see if there was anything wrong with my stomach, I went to the maternity hospital instead.  Standing in front of the hospital gate, my legs were weak.  With a lot of effort, I went inside to buy a book and register for a check-up.

While waiting, I saw the people around each have a facial expression, happy yes, sad yes, happy yes, scared yes, ...

The nurse called my name, I stood up like a machine, just followed her instructions but my mind was blank right now, nothing could be stored.

After the examination, I still had to wait about ten minutes to get the results.  When the nurse called my name again, my god, my heart almost stopped.

Entering the room earlier, the doctor's face was tense and scary.  She stared at the paper.  She only needs to say that I am not pregnant and I will volunteer to be her horse for the rest of her life.  But maybe God loves me, God doesn't want me to be a cow for her, so I heard her say that I wanted to faint on the spot.

"Are you Brittany Wang?"

"Yes"

"You should be prepared to listen to me."

At that time, I wanted to scream at her, say whatever you want to say, but open and close like this, I had a heart attack and fell to my death.  That said, I silently nodded.

"I'm going to be a mother!"

"Huh?"  My eyes must have widened in horror or why she turned the paper over to me.  My eyes were glued to the words "ONE MONTH pregnant".

I stood up and left the room feeling mixed up, what should I do about it.  What will my future be, create it or destroy it.  I struggled with thoughts all the way back.  The important thing is now how do I find his father.  Then I have to tell my parents about this.  My grandparents killed me. Am I only eighteen years old?

I dragged home like a corpse without a soul, went up to my room and lay face down on the pillow and cried.  Where is that guy with the cross tattoo now, how can I find him?  I'm pregnant with your baby.

A week later, I stopped going to school, but when I got home, I could only cry.  I don't know how to deal with this.  It's gone too far from my control.

Crying until the eighth day, I decided to tell my parents about this.  Anyway, adults are smarter than me.

During today's meal, I decided to talk about everything.

"Dad, I have something to say!"

“What's the matter, girl?  Do you want to go shopping?”  My mother looked at me lovingly.  At this point, I feel so sorry for my mother.  I put down my chopsticks, clutching the hem of my shirt.

“I…I…have…have…pregnant!”  Tears welled up in my eyes, filling my vision.

"What?"  My father asked.

"I'm pregnant!"  I don't understand why I'm saying it so lightly now.

“Pump, pop” The sound of cups breaking and a very strong splash hit my face.  My father stood up and pushed the chair out.  His eyes are bloodshot, I know right now he's angry.

“Whose is it?  Whose filthy thing you're carrying?"

My father pointed directly at my face, grabbed my shoulder and shook it.  I just shook my head and cried.  Tears streamed down my face.  I saw him grab a nearby rattan whip.  I closed my eyes and waited for that blow.  But no, why not?

I opened my eyes and saw that my third sister and second brother were standing in front of me.  She hugged me, and the second brother held Dad's whip.

"Daddy will solve everything slowly, don't hit him like that, didn't he hear you say I'm pregnant?"  My brother is loud

“What do you think now, Britt?  Did you give birth to it or give it up?"

"Birth" I also don't understand why I say that, I know, if I give birth to it, my future will be turned off but I don't want to give it up.  It's very virtuous, it's my child after all.