*One Month Later*
*Olivia*
“Fuck this,” I couldn’t help but cry as I washed my hands in the bathroom. I was getting ready for bed, and I was both pissed off and sad that I’d just had to pull on a pair of period underwear instead of excitedly taking a pregnancy test.
Giovani and I had made love even more than usual over the past month, but my period had still arrived two days ago. I didn’t understand why we hadn’t been able to get pregnant. All anyone ever talked about was how easy it was to get pregnant when a person was young. Hell, I spent my teenage years constantly being lectured about the importance of safe sex. And now that I was actually having tons of unprotected sex, my body wasn’t doing what I wanted it to do. It was infuriating and made me feel so useless. The one thing my body was supposed to be able to easily do, and it couldn’t? What the fuck!
