|"Unattractive" to a Diva|

"Pregnancy??? My father is gonna kill me this time"

Ariana POV

I was in the car with my father. We were going to the hospital because the school called him because I passed out and I was throwing up. Of course, my father wasn't happy that they called him out of his meeting—over me, his daughter.

"You couldn't throw up and pass out another day?! You just had to choose the day where I was with an important client!" My father scoffed.  As if I have control over how my body feels. "Man, you make me sick." He scoffs. I looked out the window, sadly. What a child always wishes to hear from their parent.

The doctor's office,

"Okay, Ariana, you are a bit over a month pregnant." The doctor spoke, and my father paused and looked at me.

"You and Can had sex?" My father asked me.

"No, that's impossible. I'm a virgin." I exclaimed.

"Ariana, uh, I'm sorry, but you are not a virgin, and you are indeed over a month pregnant." The doctor spoke. "You can see the baby in the ultrasound." He spoke, pointing, and I shook my head, and my father was beyond pissed.

"B-but how? I don't remember-

"Oh, it's my lucky day! My daughter not only made me leave my meeting but also I found out she's pregnant, and not only that, but my daughter is a fat whore and doesn't know who's the father of her child!" My father snapped and stormed out. I just started crying. I was scared. I know when we get home, everything will go downhill.

"I'm sorry, Miss-

I just sobbed.

"I don't understand. I've never had sex before. How could this happen?" I cried.

"Sorry if I come off as insensitive, but do you drink? Or do drugs?" The doctor asked.

"What?" I asked, shocked.

"Have you drunk alcohol or done any drugs last month?" The doctor asked. "Because substances can cause people not to remember what happened after the intake of them." He spoke. I thought about it, and I realized.

"Well, my fiancé took me to this party... I'm not the party type. Someone offered me a drink, and since they paid for it, I didn't want to be rude. I drank the drink, and I can't remember anything that happened after that." I softly spoke.

"Well, it's not really common for someone to get drunk off of one drink, but if you were drunk that night, there could be a possibility that you had sex with someone that night. If you know that you were a virgin before that night and now you aren't, I think the best bet is that you had sex that night." The doctor softly spoke, and I just started crying. I covered my face.

"Oh my—I." I just cried. "Why do bad things always happen to me?" I cried.

"I wouldn't call having a child a bad thing-

"I don't even know who could be the father of my child, and my own father will despise me even more. I'm going to be a mockery in my family." I cried.

"Ariana listen." The doctor gently grabbed my hand. "You cannot stress like this. You have a baby inside you, Ariana." He spoke, and I sighed. "This is inconvenient, but children are a blessing. If you are keeping this baby, you have to start looking out for your baby and your body. You just have to push through this." He spoke. My father walks back in, pissed.

"Let's go; I have shit to do." My father grumbled. I got off the bed feeling ashamed of myself, but what's new?

Home,

I was pushed to the floor, and my father backhanded me so hard that I would have thought my tooth would come out. I sobbed, holding my face in pain.

"ARE YOU STUPID?! Are you insane?! Are you seriously trying to make a mockery out of this family?! I cannot believe your hoe ass has had the nerve to get pregnant while you are engaged!" My father's voice boomed within the walls as I cried. "You just want to make people's lives harder than they should be! Your an ungrateful fat bitch!" He snapped, and he slapped me again in that same spot, making me weep in pain.