Forever Yours

Chapter 2

 2 weeks later

I stare down at the stick in my hand.

2 lines. Fuck.

I'm pregnant. But of course, I am, because why not. Everything else has gone to shit so why not just add to the pile.

After that night with Charles, he stayed all night at my door. I stayed all night in the bathroom. He eventually left in the morning because he had to fly into Italy that afternoon to sign the contract with Alfa Romeo. He texted me that morning saying that it was going to be a 3-week press junket so he wasn't going to be in Monaco for a while. He said we needed to talk and that he would come over after he got back.

A couple of days later when I went to work, my boss Pablo told me that he was selling the track to realtors that were going to turn the lot into apartments. He told me that he was sorry about leaving me without a job so suddenly and offered me a job working at one of his other tracks, but it's located in Italy, which is way too far away for my comfort.

So now, not only am I single and jobless, but I can add 'parent' to the list.

I have no clue what to do. I have been purposefully avoiding Charles' calls since he left because I don't feel like hearing his excuses. But now I have no choice but to call him.

I decided not to worry about him right now and focus on the major problem right now. A child. I have a real-life child growing inside of me. This can't be real. It has to be some kind of joke. I always want to have my own family someday, but not under these circumstances.

I decide that I have to be absolutely certain that I am, in fact, pregnant. If Charles didn't want a life with me before, then for sure, a child would be the death of him.

I decided to go to the supermarket and buy another test. Maybe the one I took was faulty and I'm actually not pregnant at all. 

Yes, that has to be it.

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I'm walking up and down the aisles, trying to find where the tests are when all of a sudden I hear my name.

"Florence!"

I look around and spot Ms. Leclerc at the end of the isle with a shopping cart.

I shoot a fake smile at her as she walks over to me

" Sweetheart, how are you?" She brings me in for an embrace." I was so shocked to hear that Charles didn't bring you along to his press junket signing. You two are inseparable." She laughs as she says the last part. "Are you feeling any better?"

I nervously laugh. Better? " Um yeah, thanks, I'm feeling much better." I try to play along.

" Oh good! I was worried when Charles said you had a stomach bug. Are you flying in this weekend to go to his ceremony on Saturday then?"

Ceremony? I hadn't heard about any ceremony. He didn't tell me about any ceremony. Then again, I haven't listened to any of his voicemails.

" Uh- sadly I can't. I have work this weekend so I'm gonna be busy." I lie.

" Oh, shame darling. He will be so devastated. Well, when he gets back we should all have a family dinner, and who knows, he might even bring his new girlfriend along too."

"His what?" I blurted out way tooo quickly. Did I just hear her correctly?

" Oh don't tell me you haven't heard? He has been sending pictures of her all week long. They met during Charles' orientation last week. Her name is Charlotte." She says enthusiastically. " It was about time he found someone. Here I was, thinking you two might have been together for the longest time." She laughs.

I feel my head start to spin. He has a girlfriend. Worse. He has a girlfriend that he's told people about. What happened to us talking after he got back? He promised he and I were going to talk.

I feel my lungs struggling for oxygen. I can't take it any longer, I have to get out of here.

" Oh shoot! I forgot. I have to be back at the track right now. I promised Pablo I would help him move some stuff. I have to go. Sorry, Ms. Leclerc." I say as I start to run away from her in a hurry.

" No worries Darling, talk later." She says as I'm already 2 isles away.

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I've been pacing my apartment for the last 2 hours. Charles has a girlfriend. This cannot be true. He would have told me. Texted at least. I have been debating as to whether I should call him. Just to ask. Then when I get the answer, at least I'll know.

I go for it. I call him. The phone rings a few times until someone picks up.

'Hello." A female voice answers. 

No. Fucking. Way.

"Who is this?" I say cautiously.

" Charlotte," She hesitates, " who is this?"

I hear Charles in the background " Charlotte, who is it?"

I'm crushed. I knew we were in trouble but I thought he would at least try to fix things between us. If not for our relationship, then for our friendship at most. I hang up the phone and throw it on the couch.

I need to move on. Now. Fast. I don't know what to do or how to do it but I just know I don't want to be home when Charles gets back to Monaco.

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A week later

I had gone to work the next day after finding out about Charles' new girlfriend and asked Pablo if that job at the track in Italy was still available and he said it was. So I took it. Within a week I had packed all of my things and sent them to Italy. I wanted to have a fresh start in my life, for me and for my baby. I debated about telling Charles about me being pregnant but I came to the conclusion that if he didn't want to have a future with me, what would make him want to have a future with something that we made. So I said nothing. I packed my life away and took me and my unborn baby to Italy to start a new life together. A clean start so to speak.