Hey, Baby→𝙆𝙏𝙃

6•Disaster

Disaster

When was the first time I found out, I was carrying a life inside me? 

Nervously tapping onto my foot, I mentally pray to the power above to get through the interview with no issues. Working in a company had always been my dream, I worked my butt off to reach where I was that day. At least knowing how much I struggled that day, I deserved someone's support; someone to hold my hands, caress it and pat my back to tell me how proud they were of me.

I at least expected Taehyung to be with me that day, but he wasn't. We had broken up the night before when I get a call from the company for a job interview.

The night before, Taehyung had already moved out from our shared house. He already apparently had given the landlord two months notice that he was going to move out, almost as if he predicted the breakup. Oops my bad, almost as if he planned the breakup.

The landlord told me to move out as soon as possible too. In one single night, I lost both my boyfriend and our shared home. 

I entered the company space with luggage in hand. I planned to sort everything out once my interview goes well. Atleast that is what I had hoped; get a job and settle down on my own. I found a few eyes checking me out. My six heavy luggage that was tagged along definitely made it worthy of some judgemental stares.

I get called right after my heart began to settle down. I enter the room with a nervous smile. My eyes immediately shoot at the six interviewers. Their composure made me feel sick to the stomach, suddenly making me deep the reality and depth of my mess.

The first few questions rolled out of their tongue easily, However, before I could answer the third question my stomach twists. Nausea clawed at my throat, and my stomach kept on contracting urgently, forcing everything up and down. I lurch forward and sink from my chair to the floor. Holding onto a fist, trying to fight off the feelings that were making my head spin.

I felt sick. Sick enough, that my stomach contracted violently before discarding everything that I ate last night.

I threw up in front of all six respective people. Here begins the joy of pregnancy...

****
Back to the current time

I'm back again.

Doing an interview once again. This has to be the fifth interview I decided to attend this month. My guards were up and eager to give my best was low. There is no point of me giving my all, as I already knew the outcome. At every interview, I hear only one excuse and that is how if I join the company, I will be leaving for maternity leave soon and that will affect their company the most.

I enter the building, letting a sigh escape shortly. Let's do it again. Let's hear their same excuses once again.

I was walking to room 6c as instructed. I pause when I feel a vibration through my right thigh. Getting my phone out, I see two messages from my roommates. 

------

Ariel
Hey, good luck! Smash that interview. You're treating us if you get the job!

Jungkook
Hey roomie! Give me some good news when you come home!

  ------ 

I smiled by myself at the messages. Jungkook was the person who recommended this company. When I shared my current resume, he urged that he knew a perfect company for me. As I was too involved in typing a 'thank you' reply to both of them, my head bumps into a hard, more specifically a broad chest.