Chapter 77

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Nauseous anxiety churns within your gut as the suspicious tension of bile rises in the back of your throat. Your gaze scorches the clean cotton for once wanting it to be dirty, the area unmarked of any stain or discharge, the oddity gnaws at the countless possibilities. Glaring at your panties bunched just below your knees as you quickly rip off two squares of toilet paper and glide it over your vulva and direct your attention to the spotless white unmarred by anything.

There's no... blood.

In the single decade that you've been experiencing menstruation you stopped having irregularities at the age of thirteen, exactly a year after you started. Missing a day is just unheard of but you looked it up and know that it's in fact completely common and therefore normal to miss a day even if personal experiences might alert you otherwise. Flo notified you it was coming; you knew like clockwork to expect at least something. Being on birth control might have modified your common onset symptoms but it's been three years since then and you've grown accustomed to the minor changes.

So, it can't be that.

Looking at your phone again which precariously sits on your thigh, the angry grey bubble blares at you like a fire alarm telling you are indeed five days late. You would wait the extra two that is recommended by Google but never in your life has this been considered 'normal'. It's not exactly rocket science to question the likely cause when the reason to all this is a major concern that mocks you right between your legs.

The evidence quite clearly shows that you have not bled again, today.

But surely it couldn't be.

You're on the pill.

He uses condoms.

Wait- when was the last time he used a condom? He used one when he spent the evening fucking your brains out that one night, wait, no... he didn't. You had stopped him right before he was going to put one on and told him that it was fine since- oh Gods that was two weeks ago and even before then you can't exactly remember when he did wear a condom.

Did he wear one on the trip? Now that you think of it, he didn't, but surely since you're on birth control it should be alright?

Right.

Quickly tapping onto Chrome, you find your heart leaping out of your chest as you quickly type in 'can I get pregnant whilst on the pill?'. The first initial response comes from Googles search engine, okay, it's ninety-one percent effective. This is why you wear condoms even if they might not be one-hundred percent effective either. Sometimes being fucked into like you're being bred and feeling the hot spurt of semen squeeze in and out of you is worth the price.

The fruits however are not as tasty as you or he would imagine.

The real thought of pregnancy destroys all notions of sexual preferences and feeds into the brooding part of your brain that the possibility might become all too real. Babies, children, you like them but enough to have them? That you do not know. You have nieces and nephews; you know how great they can be but that's different from experiencing parenthood and God forbid carrying the parasitic entity for an additional nine months.

Yeah, no you doubt that you can do that.

Also being twenty-one going on twenty-two soon enough you can't possibly be thinking of babies when firstly you are way too young to be having them and secondly you and Gojo are severely not ready for that. You two just officially got together let alone you haven't told your parents about him or him his and the idea of babies pushing either of you into a position that neither of you are comfortable with doesn't sit right.

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