The Baby That HE Never Knew [Complete]

Chapter 7 Brittany

The walk of shame. I hear a wolf whistle the second I step into our hotel room. Delilah...shocker.

"So, is Mrs. Virgin a player now?"

"Please, Delilah, don't call me a virgin. I don't deserve that title anymore."

"That bad uh?"

"No, he was great. I just am ashamed. I never meant to go that far. I was only joking about sleeping with him. I intended on waiting until marriage. I knew I should not have had so much to drink. I don't even think I could have told you what my name was last night."

"Girl, you better go talk to him. This can't be a bang-bang-thank-you thing." After a moment of silence Delilah gasp. "Did you use protection?!"

Thinking back to that night, if was too much of a blur. I don't even remember getting into his bed. "Delilah, what if I didn't?! I don't even remember!"

"Calm down Sweetheart, we will figure this out. Why don't we just cut our visit short, allow you to take the test, and then we'll take it from there."

"Delilah? What if I'm pregnant?" My voice just raises with every word.

"Calm  down Brit, we will handle this. You are not alone."

"Can we just go home then?"

Delilah agreed, we packed up our belongings and went home. I cried and cried and cried, today is the day that I will take a pregnancy test.

"Okay, I bought different test, just to be sure."

"Delilah I'm scared! What if they come up positive?"

"Then you can tell him about your new creation. He can help yo-"

"NO! Delilah, he can't know. I will not allow him to be hindered down by a child. He can not know."

"Okay, I still think you should tell a family member of his. At least then, if you change your mind you have a common connection." Delilah wisely advises. "Now, take those test, so I know if I will be a god mother or not."

"Okay." I mumble before taking the boxes from her hands.

I sit on the toilet and study the boxes. All the boxes show mothers stroking their stomachs lovingly or a man and woman holding a baby. My mood plummets. If I am pregnant, then my child will never have that joy of a family. Of a dad.

After contemplating whether or not I should pee on the stick, I forcefully yank the stick out. Now staring the blue wand in the face, I put my faith in a stick.