Part 35: What Am I Suppose To Do?!

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Recap just in case you forgot:

"Adriana, I'm afraid that you are pregnant. I'm so sorry. I wish you weren't just like you probably do. Your father is a sick monster. I'll call you for your check-up." The doctor hands me the result paper then walks out of the room.

I run to the bathroom and puke my whole life into the toilet. Jayden runs in and holds my hair out of the way so I wouldn't puke on myself.

"I told you she was pregnant! I told you!" Zayn's mother cheered.

"MOM SHUT UP! YOU ARE SICK YOU KNOW THAT? JUST FUCKING SICK!" Zayn screamed at her. 

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Zayn's Mom's P.O.V.

Zayn called me sick which really upset me so I slapped him across the face.

I am not sick just because I knew Adriana was pregnant!

Adriana came out of the bathroom with a pale white face, disgusted about being pregnant by her sickening father.

"Baby, I am so sorry!" Zayn said, tears falling out of his eyes. Adriana dropped to her knee's and bawled her eyes out.

"Honey, I'm so sorry. I wish your pregnancy the best and I hope you have a healthy baby." I say with empathy.

She looked up at me with a tear soaked face. "How did you know I was pregnant?" She asked, furiously.

I shrugged, speechless. If I get paid for making sure she's pregnant, I'm gonna do it. I got paid big bucks too! It was definitely worth all that trouble!

"Um, your father paid me to chloroform you and Zayn as you were asleep in his bed so he could rape you. He made sure that there was a good chance that you were pregnant before he stopped. He really wants you to have his baby. It'll make him happy." I admitted.

Adriana stands up and tries attacking me but Zayn grabs her before she could hit me.

"YOU BITCH! I DON'T WANT TO HAVE THAT BASTARDS BABY!" Adriana cries.

She breaks down crying in Zayn's arms. "No. No, this can't be happening!" Adriana cries.

"Shhhh, baby calm down." Zayn smoothly says.

Adriana sniffs then breaks free from Zayn's grip and walks over to me. She slaps me across the face then leaves the room.

I stand there as one of my hands rest on my face where she slapped me. Zayn looks at me and shakes his head in disappointment and sadness.

"You ruined her life mom! You are a sick woman, you know that? She nineteen! She's not ready for a baby!" Zayn spat. He picked Jayden up then walked out of the room too.

Zayn's P.O.V

I can't believe my mother! Adriana can barely take care of herself right now because of her father so how the hell does she expect her to care for a baby? It's common sense... obviously.

I will be here for Adriana and her baby when they need me.

I want a girl so she can be my little girl even though she's not mine. I wish I was the one that got Adriana pregnant instead of her father. Dammit!

Adriana's P.O.V.

I walk outside for some fresh air but it's not very refreshing.

Why couldn't this baby be Zayn's instead? What if Zayn and I have sex while I'm still pregnant so his sperm will be the one fertilizing my egg?! Yeah freaking right! I don't think it's possible but if it was, I'd be more than happy to do it!

Zayn and Jay run out to where I am and I bring up what I was just thinking in my head to Zayn. "What if we have sex and instead of it being my father's baby, I'd be yours- ours instead." I say.

Zayn shrugs. "Baby, I don't think it's possible."

I shrug also. "It's worth a shot isn't it?" I say.

Zayn shakes his head. "Adriana, there's no point in trying, it's not possible!"

Tears build up in my eyes again. "What are you saying? You don't want this baby to be yours?" I wail.

Zayn pushed his eyebrows into a line as he shakes his head. "No, Adriana. I don't want to try fertilizing your fathers egg just so it can be mine. If I got you pregnant then of course I'd want the damn child. I am not going to make our first time a quick, useless sex so you can carry my child for nine months. I want to make love to you like couples should for their first time then the others can be crazy hot sex!" Zayn spat.

I break down crying again. I turn around and walk to the car in frustration.

Zayn grabs my wrist and spins me around so I'm facing him.

"No, don't touch me! I want nothing to do with you right now! All I wanted was for you to help me with this pregnancy but no, you choose not to!" I yell.

"Adriana, I don't want to change that baby's father! It's your father's baby and it's gonna stay that way! Do you hear me? I don't care if you want me to be the father! It's his! Keep it that way or get an abortion and we'll make one ourselves!" Zayn yells back.

I cry some more as I try leaving his grip but he pulls me in close to him and holds me tight.

This is why I love him! He knows exactly what to do to calm me down and I love it!

"I won't take a life, Zayn Malik! That's murder!" I sternly say into his chest.

Zayn's mother comes out of the hospital and walks to us. "Are you guys ready to go?" She asks.

I make sure not to look at her after what she did. She disgusts me terribly! That stupid bitch!

Zayn nods and we get in the car. He drives us to his mother's house and sits in the driveway. "Mom, get out." Zayn commanded. She nods her head then gets out of the car and heads inside her house.

Zayn sighs then backs out of the driveway and heads downtown for some reason.

"Zayn, what are we doing?" I asked, pushing my eyebrows into a line like he did earlier.

"We're gonna stay at a hotel instead of that bitches house."  

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Author's Note: Okay guys, I'm gonna make this baby a girl so comment some baby girl names please. Her last name will be Malik so make sure the first and middle name go along with it.

Also, I need you guys to comment a title to the second book in this series please! I need your guys idea's because you all have wonderful idea's. Don't be afraid to tell me what names you guys like!

Thank you guys for reading and encouraging me to keep writing! You guys are wonderful...

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