JUST THE 3 OF US.

Stalking baby daddy

Life is really messing with me.

How am I supposed help my parents out and help my self out when i failed the exam.

Can someone please tell me that this is a dream?

Its been three  weeks since that sex in the club's bathroom,two weeks since I failed the exam I took so I could fend for everyone in my family.
Dad would be so disappointed if he hears.

I woke up last week Monday morning feeling happy and confident that I had gotten the job but when i saw the text message sent to me by the company, my whole word came crashing down.

I had failed the medical test! I was confused at first cause they declared me pregnant. I went to the pharmacy and got ten pregnancy test kits. I used the first five and there was only a line on it. I was escastic, that meant they had made a mistake. Little did I know the kit was taking its precious little time. I dialed the company HR's number and while it was ringing I glanced at the kit only to see there were two pink lines meaning I was pregnant. I think they put it like this

                      "  Dear Miss Annalisa Monroe, we wish to congratulate you on passing your exams but we would also like to say you failed the medical test. You are two weeks pregnant, we are indeed sorry for not being able to consider you for the job. Congratulations on your baby.

                                                    Yours sincerely
       
                                   The Anderson company.
Fuck life!

And now, I don't have a job anymore because my former boss said he doesn't want any pregnant lady working in his restaurant. Cruel right?

But he's also right, the stress was just too much. There is no way I'm aborting my baby, I'm going to love he or she and even if it means swallowing my pride, I have to ask my baby's daddy for help. All I know is my parents can't know at least not yet.

And how can I tell the CEO of the company I applied for that it's his baby I'm carrying. He'll probably send his guards to escort me out of the building.

                  "No, Annalisa. You are a Monroe and you can do this. Just a little bit of begging can't hurt " I said to myself.

But it does hurt, he might not have my time but he should care about his baby .I just have to suck in a little pride.

Oh God!

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Finally!, I got his house address and made my way there. I had already planned it, God helping me he'll be at home and I'll just drop the bomb on him - that I'm pregnant. And that I need his help till my baby is born then I'll get a job blah blah blah.

Good! Now i sound like a desperate stalker ( sarcasm please)

I got there and was about knocking the gate when I saw him coming from the house. I ran to a nearby house and stood near the wall watching him leave the gates.

Man was he so drool worthy. He was wearing shorts and a tight fitting polo shirt that showed the outlines of his abs. If only I could run my hand through his chest right now then bite his nipple . oh I remember his he told me to continue doing that while his hands were raking my bac--

      "Hey what are you doing there!" I turned back to face a old lady walking towards. I didn't bother to reply her and ran in the direction of where I saw him pass earlier before I started thinking about sex.

God knows what is wrong with me.

I spotted him leaning over a table where he left his clothes to be dry cleaned and started flirting with her. That damn smile of his! How many girls has he slept with using that smile.