I sat on the toilet seater, staring at the positive (+) sign in the pregnancy test tube.
Oh God, why did it have to happen few months after we got divorced? Infact, why did it even show up?
How the fuck did it happen?
How on earth will Dawson believe me when I tell him am carrying his baby? He'll surely mock me and kick me out.
And his wife, Blanca Suarez Anderson?
Huh!
She'll plaster my face to the media, faking a rumor that I came overnight to lure her husband on my bed.
I've had enough with those people and their crazy tantrums after Blanca made me do something I shouldn't have.
Up till now, I won't lie nor deny it. I still have feelings for Dawson because I know what happened between us wasn't his fault.
I fucking destroyed my marital home with my bare hands and my big mouth.
They should have understand. I know Dawson was trying his best to get to the root of my weird attitudes lately. He's quick-witted, so he'll definitely assume something was behind my drama.
But he never cared to ask me about it. Neither did his family too.
I only woke up one morning, got an urgent message from the house that they want to see me and my 'Miserable' family in court. According to how they described my background and status. ('Miserable').
I want to forget about those stories for now. It's all in the past now.
According to mom, she told me to forget about Dawson and move on.
Yes, he has move on, so should I.
But how can I go freely with my life when something that links me to Dawson has held me in place?
My Lord. Who do I explain this thing to?
I rubbed my temples in frustration. I'm not ready for this. Not when am out of the wifey's line.
"Are you crazy?!"
"Seriously, I have no idea how it happened. I mean, it's two months since we broke up."
"Then how?" Mom snapped on the video call. Dad just stayed beside her, shaking his head in pity.
"I missed my mensural flow last month. This idea of self-check came into my head and I did..." I sighed. "It's complicated, I'm still in shock myself."
Since we got married, we only touched once and that's way earlier than two months ago.
I mean, Dawson and I were only married for four months. And we had sex once, which was four months ago.
I didn't rough myself since I was a young girl. Though Dawson and I dated for long, I placed boundaries that restricted us from touching, or having sex. But we only kissed.
I was a virgin.
I told him, he understood and promised to wait for me until I was ready.
When I told him I only want him to touch me on the night of our wedding.....he did.
And he made my first time a memorable one.
"How could you act sheepishly, Laura?" Dad who hasn't said anything since asked me.
"Dad—"
"Kids of nowadays...." Mom clicked her tongue. "Now tell me how will you face the Anderson family. No, you tell me. When you get there, what will you probably say?"
"She's carrying Dawson's baby." Dad scoffed.
"After two months of separation? Who would you think will believe you? Dawson? His fucking mother Luciana? His shameless sister Jenner or his annoying father Arthur? Which? Huh?"
Ugh!
These two people are only adding petrol to my fire.
"Just stop!" I freaked out. Breathing heavily, "I thought telling my parents about it would make things easier but no! You guys are just making it worse and sounding like it was my fault."
They suddenly paused, giving me the 'I'm sorry dear,' look.
After few minutes of silence, I heard mom saying...."We're not putting the blame or pressure on you, dear."
Tears rolled down my cheeks. I wiped them off and sniff my nose. Not wanting to show them my weaken point.
"We're just being considerate." Dad added, softly.
"I want to have this baby on my own without letting the Anderson's know about it." I startled them.
"Huh?" My parents' eyes bugged.
"Have you gone mad, Laura?" Mom gasped. "Keeping the baby— Dawson's baby away from him—"
"And so fucking what?" I toss the test tube aside. "Huh? Does it look like he'll care? Fine, I'm carrying his baby but he won't believe me. I mean, who will? We broke up two months ago and am pregnant now, like who does that? He'll think am playing a cheapish trick on him and his family might think I just want to get back, that's all."
My parents stare at me for a while like they're studying me for a long time.
"So.....what are your plans now? Clearly as I know, it's not easy to be a single mother." Mom said.
I took a deep breath, twitching my lips to one side. I'm thinking.
"I.....I umm..... I'll get a job?" When my parents frowned at me, I quickly added. "At least, something that's not stressful and can provide for me and the baby's needs."
"Laura?" Dad shook his head, sighing.
"Dad, Mom...." I place my hand on my chest. "You guys thought me how to be strong, vibrant and energetic. I'm a grown woman now, I can pay my own bills myself. So taking care of my own blood shouldn't be a problem."
When they didn't say anything, I added again. "Please?"
"Fine," Dad gave up. "But just Incase you need help....." He wrap his arm around mom's shoulders, "Your mom and I are always here to help."
I cupped my chin, putting on a relieved smile. "Thank you so much. I love you guys."
"We love you more, and don't forget to call us on every detail about the pregnancy and how the job thing went."
I rubbed my flat tummy. "I'll always do, mom."
After hanging up, I took a deep breath, knowing I have backups day and night, I stood up and went to my bedroom for a little noon nap.