I stood by my mirror looking at myself in the black dress that I chose to wear today. I stared at it as if it was getting ready to exploded. Its been a week since the trip and now that I'm looking, I started to notice the baby bump. I tried so hard to look away from it because I didn't want to get any ideas but I couldn't take my eyes off of it.
I haven't been to work in a week, so I've just been left alone with my thoughts. The thought of Nate being the dad. The thought of what would happen if I got rid of it. The thought of if I kept it. That last one is what kept me up most nights.
Again like I said before, I had all of this planned out, just not like this. Not when I am in a situation I have no control over. Not when I feel like I am in danger. I know none of them have showed any type of threat to me but I know they all will go through extreme measures to get what they want.
Layla on the other hand isn't exactly like that. I mean she will go through extreme measures to get what she wants, but she would never put me or anyone in danger. Layla in my eyes has always been my savoir. She's been with me threw thick and thin in the small amount of time I've been in Seattle. Shes always been kind to me and helpful, she never forced me to do anything I didn't want to. I mean she persuades me but if she sees that I'm uncomfortable she will immediately stop. She is one of the few people on this earth that I care deeply about and I would hate to lose her.
I sighed as I put a large coat over my body. I decided to got to work today because I needed to talk to Nate. I don't have want work to catch up on because I did it all at home. Although it wasn't much. A few of my friends at work told me that Skylar has either been absent or distant since we got back from our trip.
I didn't question it because I knew why.
I stepped outside into the cold air that down there knocked me on my feet. I got into my car and put on my seat belt. Ever since I found out I've been really careful lately. I know putting on a seat belt is a must do but it isn't something that I worry about. I started my car and made my way to the office.
About ten minutes later I made it to the office with a craving of coffee. I would of stopped for coffee but the only coffee shop I know of is the one I worked at and I don't think I am ready to face Layla yet.
I walked into the building and went to the elevator. Once I was on the right floor I went to my office and went to the closet I haven't been in, in a while. I opened the closet and grabbed all of the art supplies. I sat the canvas in front of me and grabbed and chair and brushes and paint.
Drawing has always been something that kept me calm
About thirty minutes later I decided I was calm enough and told one of the interns to tell Nate to come to my office. I sat there staring at the eye I was drawing. Ever since I was in middle school, every time I got bored, which was always, I would just draw eyes onto my paper. Over time my drawing started to get better and now eyes are the only thing I can draw correctly. I took time to make it realistic and continued as I heard my office door being opened. I didn't dare look up cause I knew if I looked at him I would start drawing conclusions and start yelling at him. "Am I in trouble or something?" Nate asked as he closed the door behind him and came up to me.
"What makes you think that?" I asked without looking at him. I kept all my focus on the eyelashes.
"Well I know when you draw in your office your either annoyed and trying to calm down, or your trying to seem calm for you can call someone in here and fire them." I slowly nodded not really paying any attention to him. The room went quite for a few minutes as I started to see Nate fidget.
"Do you remember the first day we met?" I asked out of the blue. He seemed to be confused but just shrugged his shoulders.
"Yeah I remember. You looked so lost and-"
"Do you remember how we went out?" I said interrupting him. He squinted his eyes at me looking all innocent and confused. He started thinking then nodded his head. "Do you remember how I some how got very drunk even though I am a heavy drinker, and you had to take me home?"
"Okay, can you please get to the point, I'm confused on where this is going." I put my brush down and glared at him. I still am not completely sure that Nate did this to me but I have to rule him out, so I am going to act like this to every guy I have came in contact with for the past four months until I find the ass who did this to me.
"I'm pregnant." His eyes down there popped out of his socket.
"Congr-"
"And I'm convinced it's yours." For the first time ever for as long as I known Nate the look of fear spread across his face. He stood there speech less as I continued to glare at him. The silence came back as he started to pace the room. I watched him as my body started to flare. Just as I was getting ready to start yelling he spoke before me.
"Wait a minute. I'm stupid, that's not even possible. I mean congratulations on being pregnant even though I thought you were gay-"
"That's the thing. I am gay!" I yelled. He didn't even flinch as he stared at me.
"You think I-" he pointed to himself. I rolled my eyes.
"When we met and went out I had got drunk and you took me home. The last thing I remember was you saying that you could 'change me' then I blacked out. Now when I woke up the next morning the only thing I had on was a large shirt with nothing else on, and my freaking crotch was hurting." He continued to stare at me until he started laughing and put his hands on his head while walking back and forth.
"Okay first of all, when I said 'I could change you' I meant I could change your clothes. When I laid you down on your bed I stared at you because I had the slightest feeling we would become best friends so I zoned out. Then you told me you were gay then threw up all over yourself. You then tried to take off your shirt so I said, 'I can change that.' I took off your shirt but left everything else on because we weren't that close yet, I didn't want to invade your privacy. Then when I told you I was leaving you told me to stay until you fell asleep so I did. I sat in the chair that's by your bed. I ended up dozing off a little but before I did I heard you moaning, and when I looked over you had a dildo in you which then I reacted and told you I'm leaving. To which you just chuckled and continued, I the locked your door and went back home." I stood there looking dumb folded. I do tend to do weird things when I am drunk.
Nate stood there and crossed his arms over his chest. I slowly nodded my head as I moved my art stuff back to the closet. I closed the door and turned around to see Nate still looking me. I didn't say anything as I went to my desk and sat in my chair. "Well thanks. That's all I needed." I said without looking up. He huffed and walked up me.
"Your freaking pregnant and you thought I did it?!" He yelled, but not as loud as I yelled at him before.
"Well I'm sorry. Turns out I'm four months pregnant and I started working here four months ago and your the only guy I hang around with. I'm really sorry. That's why I haven't been here in a while because I knew you didn't do it but I still needed to confirm." He sighed as he nodded his head.
"I understand. But please ask me about it instead of interrogating me next time." I chuckled and nodded. Just as I was getting ready to agree my office door opened with a very upset looking Skylar. Nate turned to look at her then looked back at me. "Well good luck with that." I slightly chuckled. "And again, congrats. You will make an amazing mother." I felt a gust of air exit my body as he said that. I had to sit down because I felt like I would pass out. After all this time me being a mother never came to mind. I mean me being a mother, changing diapers, giving talks, helping them walk, helping them apply to college.
"Well I'm assuming since Nate didn't know your either telling the truth about not knowing or you didn't tell him." Skylar said. I rolled my eyes as I went back onto my computer.
"Can I help you?" Thankfully my hands were off of the computer because she slammed it shut. She glared at me as my insides started to turn.
"Where the hell have you been?" She growled. I sat back in my chair and crossed my arms.
"From what I've been hearing about your attendence I could ask you the same thing." We stared at each other for awhile and I swear I think neither of us blinked not once. Her face held anger that she was trying to control because she knows she can't do what she was doing to me now.
All of a sudden my office door opened again and in walked Melanie. Well isn't this pleasant. "Hey babe, I was looking for you." I knew she was talking to Skylar but she looked at me while saying at. I kept telling myself that it was meant for Skylar but part of me was doubting that. Skylar turned around and smiled at her wife.
"Hey beautiful. I was just here catching Madelyn up on the work she missed." They kissed each other which made me want to gag in my mouth because I was turned on a little. I heard someone clear their throat which made all of our attention go to the door.
There stood Layla and Amy both with thankful and a little anger expressions. Amy I could tell was more pissed off than Layla was. "Well it's a damn party now isn't it." I said. Everyone hinted the sarcasm but not nan one of them knew why. I've slept with all of you!!
"For awhile there I thought you were dead." Layla said adding a little chuckle at the end. I smiled a little because for the first time in weeks I've seen her beautiful face and heard her beautiful voice. We made eye contact for a while but I broke it because the hormones are getting to me and I know I made a mistake for breaking up with her.
But it was for the best.
"Well since your all here I minus well tell you guys the news." They all stared at me as Skylar sighed and rubbed her face with her hands. Everyone continued to stare at me as I stood up and grabbed my bag. If I'm doing this I'm making sure I have a immediate exit.
They all watched me as I made my way to the door. "What's the news?" Amy asked. I turned around and looked at her.
"The football implanted itself." Everyone seemed confused and so did she until she caught on.
When I was in school I told everyone that I didn't want to give birth to a child because its like pushing a football out of your vagina. Everyone laughed and there was this one guy who everytime came up to me would whisper 'football' inside my ear which would make me laugh every time.
Her face held confusion as she started to stare off into space. "I'm confused." Layla and Melanie both said. I didn't want to actually say the words, so I took off my coat and their eyes lowered to my stomach. At that point they all seemed to understand as their faces dropped.
"Your pregnant?" Layla whispered. I closed my eyes before I let a tear slip my eyes.
"Some how yes." With that said I walked out of my office and went home.
I have a baby to prepare for.