'Are you sure? Is there a margin for error? Could you be wrong?' - I ask the nurse. This is so not convenient or expected but since when do I get what I want and expect?
'I'm absolutely sure. You are 2 months pregnant. Congratulations' - I say thank you but we both understand this is so not ideal. 'I'll give you a moment.'
I lay there with my mind on overdrive. Abortion crosses my mind, how can it not. I'm in no position to have a kid. I have a job that makes me travel around the world, I can barely take care of my plants, I really don't need this right now, or ever. I had crossed it out. I was careful. I know I was careful. How come I am part of the 1% of women that get pregnant while on the pill. At the same time, if not now, then when? I'm not getting younger and this may be the last chance to actually have a kid, a scenario I had put to rest a long time ago. But now, here we are with the possibility of having a baby.
I start getting dressed and the nurse comes in to check on me.
'Hypothetically speaking, how dangerous could this pregnancy get because of my age?'
'Not really problematic. You're reasonably fit, your data shows no signs of concerns and you're not that old to carry a baby, so I would say, I have no concerns you will succeed.' - She assures me. 'However, if you were to decide otherwise, you have to make a decision soonish.' - I thank her and leave the clinic.
I'm currently on holidays back home, and I've been enjoying the time away from work. This latest update, however, keeps my head spinning. Later that night, I think about calling him, but decide against it. What am I going to tell him? I'll sound like a gold digger, probably. 'Hi Charles, so you know when I said I got you covered? Turns out I didn't and I'm now pregnant with your kid and you're 24 years old and I'm dropping this bomb on you in the middle of the season because that's going to be great to get you focused on the races.' - I say to myself, already hating the idea.
I haven't heard from him since I left Monaco, which is for the best, and I have avoided everything to do with F1 the past couple of months. I decide to google him and see that he is currently Number 1 on the standings, the news talk about Il Predestinato and how he is keeping Verstappen on his toes and they are both battling for the Championship.
"Leclerc shows Red Bull how a prancing horse runs over a bull."
"Something has happened to Leclerc after the Singapore GP, and we are so glad it did."
"Il Predestinato does it again."
"Lord Percival has rallied the troops and is ready to take on the castle!"
"This is Leclerc at his highest level. This is what F1 is about. Focus, endurance and a killer attitude."
The headlines tell me all I need to know. Bringing him such news will not be good for him, not now. Maybe once the season finishes, maybe then, but not yet. Besides, I still don't know if I will keep the baby. I need to get my head straight and think about Charles afterwards.
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Unexpected
FanfictionA one night stand between two strangers could be just what it is, but when they meet again, a forever night stand may be what they need. Charles has lived the luxury life all his life. He is used to getting what he wants or needs and his job demands...
