{ I’m a slut ! }

I slowly opened the door to two bedroom apartment I shared with Sammy. Closing the door behind me and setting my bag and keys down, I sat on the couch with a sigh.

I couldn't stop thinking about what doctor Adams told me earlier. I really am pregnant. Here I was hoping that due to the stress from school and work was the cause for my missing menstrual cycle for the past two months. How wrong I was…

“Hey, you’re back! How’d it go?” Sammy asked as she came to sit next to me. I looked at her and I couldn’t take it. Whatever it was that was keeping me from breaking down disappeared. I started crying not being able to tell her that I was pregnant. All she did was take me in her arms and shush me, telling me it was all okay. But it wasn’t okay, I was pregnant. The worst part of it all is that I got pregnant on a one night stand.

I began hyperventilating feeling like the room was closing in on me. Now was not the time to get claustrophobic!

“Okay, why don’t we go out and grab some lunch. You could tell me everything then, yeah?” Yes, I need to get out of here and gets some fresh air before I pass out. I nodded my head and she helped me up.

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We decided to have lunch in a little restaurant a couple of minutes from our apartment. Sammy thought this was a great place since it had an outdoor eating area and it was clear I still needed some fresh air. The waiter lead us to an empty table that looked out towards the park. Making sure we were settled  and ordered, he said he would return with our orders and drinks.

“Okay, Marie. You think you could tell me what happened now?”

I took a deep breath and told her, “I’m pregnant.”

I looked at her to see shock written all over her face. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth was hanging. She shook her head getting back to reality. “How? Well, I know how, but I mean when? You never seem to have time for anything. You’re always either busy with work or with school.” She looked down at the table with scrunched up eyebrows trying to figure out when I could have gotten pregnant.

“When we were in Europe. Italy to be exact,” I quietly mumbled picking at my chipped nail polish.

“That was like two months ago...you’re two months pregnant! Do you even know who the daddy is? A phone number? E-mail?......His name?” I thought about it for a minute, but came up with nothing. I had absolutely no idea who the guy was or is.

“Ahh, I’m a slut!” I cried into my hands. Gosh I really am stupid. Who sleeps with a complete stranger in a club, in a different country, and get pregnant? Oh yeah! Me, that’s who! I quickly shut up and tried to seem normal when I saw the waiter making his way towards us with our orders. He placed our food in front of us and left us. I picked my food around and looked up at Sammy after a while of her silence. She was staring at me as if I would break down again.

“What happened that night...no specific details please,” she said shaking like she just had the chills. I laughed a little at that before getting serious again.

‘When you ditched me, the guy who bought our drinks came up to me and asked if I wanted to dan-”

“It was him!” She interrupted. I gave her a look that told her to shut up and let me finish. “Sorry,” She mumbled.

“I said yes and we danced and had a few drinks all night long. Eventually he lead me to a private room where you know what happened. The following day……”

**(Flashback)

Groaning from the headache, I slowly opened my eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling. Confused, I looked around trying to remember where I was. The room was lit up by the light and had dark red walls with black furniture and a mini bar to the side. I turned my head to the floor and saw the dress I was wearing the night before, laying there.

Quickly sitting up, I looked down to find myself completely naked. Panic arouse in me as I tried to remember what had happened. After hard thinking, I finally remembered. I looked around y sign of the guy. Unfortunately, I found none.

Putting my dress and gathering my things as quickly as possible, I left the room. I walked through the now empty club as cleaners looked at me. Some had curious looks while others had the knowing look. I put my head down and took the walk of shame to the entrance door.

Stepping out of the club, the light of day hit me causing my headache to increase. I walked all the way to the hotel Sammy and I where staying in. The entire walk Ipent looking down not daring to look at the passing people. When I finally arrived to the hotel, I headed up to our room and found Sammy passed out in the couch. I decided to take a shower and forget about what had happened. It’s not like I would ever see the guy again… **

“And that’s what happened,” I finish telling Sammy. The whole time she would either nod her head or snicker when I mentioned my walk of shame.

“What are you going to do now, Marie? It’s not like you could go back to Italy and look for the guy, that’s close to impossible. Especially if you don’t remember anything about him. Shoot! I can barely remember myself, It’s kind of a blur.” She took a sip of her water and placed it back down. Two girls took a table behind us and began to gossip over a magazine they had in hand.

“I don’t know what I’m going to do, Sammy. I’m scared! What if I can’t raise a baby?....All I remember are his eyes!” I groan and run a hand through my hair. We stayed silent, none of us knowing what to say. The only noise being heard was that of the two girls behind us who kept talking and giggling over the magazine.

“He is so hot! I just want to marry him and make him mine!” One of the girls gushed dramatically. I looked at Sammy to find her ‘gaging’ at them. I just smirked and rolled my eyes. “Imagine, I could be Mrs. Alexandro Giovanni…,” The girl continued. I just continued to eat my food, I had bigger problems to worry about.

“Don’t you girls agree that he’s handsome?” One girl tapped my shoulder. Sammy and I both looked at them to see them holding up the magazine with a man on the front cover. At first I didn’t really care about some rich guy in front of a business magazine, but looking closely I saw the eyes. The eyes I could not forget. The piercing blue with purple flecks in them.

I could swear my heart stopped beating as I realized that this was the guy. He was the guy from the club back in Italy. He was the one I slept with. He was the father of my unborn child. Alexandro Giovanni was the one.

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A/N:

Okay, so first I want to sayvthanks for the reads and votes this book has gotten so far.

Second, would you like me to have mature scenes in the book or not? Please let me know.

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