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I stared straight ahead at the upcoming exit, finally eager to get the hell out of my hometown.
“You only came here because of how Kevin was flirting with me back in Fort Wayne.”
He nervously licked his lips. “I’ve never done this before. I’ve never been a boyfriend or even dated a girl, to be honest. All I’ve ever known is hookups.”
“Yeah, so?”
“I can’t stand the way guys flirt with you.”
Jason’s jealousy had driven me crazy, but that wasn’t the case with Blade for some reason. At least, not at that moment. In fact, knowing that I had that sort of power over The Bedroom King put a smirk on my face.
Blade remained silent as we got closer to the highway, though. Deciding not to poke the bear, I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes. Maybe he was right. Maybe all the money in the world wasn’t worth working for my psychotic ex-boyfriend and, in the process, possibly jeopardizing my relationship with Blade.
Mentally exhausted from everything that’d happened, I was about to fall asleep when it dawned on me that I was late.
My eyes shot open as I pointed to a nearby drugstore, right as Blade was about to merge onto the highway. “Can you please pull in there? I need to grab something.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Just pull in, okay?”
He rolled his eyes as he merged back into traffic and guided the car into the parking lot. I could only assume that he believed I was after sanitary or feminine hygiene products.
I fucking wish.
The woman behind the register gave me a sympathetic nod as I handed her the first pregnancy test I could find. The store was pretty quiet, yet I couldn’t help but feel someone was following me.
Thankfully, I didn’t recognize the cashier as anyone who would go running to my parents. Then again, everyone in Westfield knew my parents.
“Do you need a bag for this, dear?”
“Yes, please.”
I shoved the bag into my purse before getting back into Blade’s car, looking all around me in the process. He’d gone from irritation to concern all in a matter of minutes.
“Is everything okay, babe? What was that all about?”
There was genuine sympathy in his eyes, and, for a moment, I thought about telling him. But I was overcome with fear that I’d made a colossal mistake during my final year of college and had no idea what I’d do given the results.
“Nothing. Just…girl stuff.”
He nodded before getting back onto the highway and heading towards Fort Wayne. Neither of us uttered another word for the remainder of the trip.
Blade broke the silence before I got out of his car at the park and into mine. “So, we still on for tutoring tomorrow night?”
“Yep.” I leaned in to kiss him, but he didn’t move his lips. Maybe he knew that I was lying, or perhaps he was just tired from the exhausting day we’d had.
By the time I got home, all I could think about was taking the pregnancy test first thing the following morning. I pretended to be asleep when Emily came home late from her shift, not wanting to discuss the hell that had been my day. If I ended up being pregnant, I’d have to accept that Blade would probably end our relationship. He was a young guy who’d given up his bachelorhood to become my fuck-buddy turned relationship turned quasi-boyfriend, but there was no way in hell he’d deal with fatherhood.
I cried myself to sleep, realizing that he’d probably do the same thing as my high school boyfriend. Blade would say that it wasn’t his and break things off with me, leaving me alone to tend to the mess he’d most definitely leave behind. I’d go to all the baby’s doctor appointments by myself. I would deliver the baby by myself, to an audience of just the doctor and nurses. That’s assuming the baby would even make it that far.
The following day, I woke up at the crack of dawn and made a dash for the bathroom. Emily mumbled something as my feet hit the floor, but I wanted to get the test out of the way.
One of the other sorority girls was inside the bathroom and, when she didn’t come out after a few minutes, I started banging on the door.
“I’ll be right out!”
“Please hurry,” I said with my head tilted sideways against the door. I hid the pregnancy test underneath my t-shirt, hoping the girl wouldn’t see it when she came out. Thankfully, she was too groggy to even acknowledge my existence.
I took the pregnancy test, struggling to keep my hands from shaking as I placed it on the bathroom sink. There I was again, alone in a bathroom and waiting to see how many lines appeared on the little plastic stick.
Time seemed to stand still as I stared at it, drumming my fingers against my temple with every passing second. The only difference from that time around was my hope for the outcome.
One line would put me in the clear, but two would officially ruin my life and everything I’d worked so hard for that semester.
