Finally Grounded (Sequel To The One Who Grounds Me)

Chapter Twenty-Six

Tiana

"Thank you for coming miss Evans." The middle aged man, dressed in white said.

I gave him a strained smile.
He motions for me to sit down. Taking a deep breath, I moved over to the chair adjacent to his.

"Can I get you something to drink? Water? Juice?"

"No. Doctor Bennett, I'm fine." I said, licking my slightly dried lips.

He nodded his head, sitting down behind his oak desk. He flipped opened the beige folder, which was on top of his desk. Perching his reading glasses on his nose, he leaned back. "Okay. So I have your test results. Everything seems to be fine...."

"You're joking right? How can something not be wrong, with me? Every morning, I have to run to the bathroom, to vomit. Not to mention, lately I've been really, really tired. My body is numb and if I stand up for too long the room starts spinning! Something has to be wrong with me..."

"When was the last time, you saw your period?"

"I don't know. I think it was two month ago.... but that's normal."

"How is that normal?" He asked, with furrowed eyebrows.

"Because I've had missed periods before."

"Okay. Well your missed period is very serious miss Evans...."

I looked at him quizzically.

"I wanted to congratulate you..."

"On my missed period?"

"No." He pushed the portfolio over to me.

I glanced down at the papers. A sob broke escaped my lips when I saw what was written, there. The test results came back, positive.... I am pregnant.

"How could this have happened?" My voice cracked. ".... I have been taking birth control before intercourse."

"Miss Evans. I'm sure you're aware, contraceptives is 99% effective." He removed his glasses. ".... these things happen....." I didn't allow him to finish.

Pushing the chair back, I stood up. "I have to go."

Doctor Bennett looked at me in concern. ".... it's not safe for you to drive...."

"Don't tell me what, I can and cannot do!" I yelled at him.

He held his hand, up in surrender. Grasping my bag, in my left hand, I stormed out of his office. The people, in the waiting room glanced at me, when I breezed out. 

I heard the doctor calling my name, but I didn't dare look back. The walls were closing in and I needed air. I might end up suffocating, if I don't get out of here.

The words from off the paper swirled around in my head. If I was two months pregnant, that means the date of conception was, on June tenth. On that day, I had visited Tristan's house, because he asked me over to chill....

I wanted to leave but he forced me to stay seeing as, I was upset about what went down between my ex and I at café-cupz. We pretty much ended up sleeping together.... I leaned against the dirty wall.... no this couldn't be possible.

I thought... I thought the birth controls were more than enough. I sure as hell never got pregnant when, Taylor and I did it bare the first time. Fuck.... a wave of nausea hit me, so I had to stoop down.
I fucked up real bad this time around.

Damnit! I should have made Tristan wore a condom for extra protection but instead, I laid there and allowed him to pump my pussy full with his seed, over and over again. Because I loved the feeling of his bare cock, thrusting into me. Fuck!

My arms, circled my stomach. I don't know what the hell I'm gonna do. My chest heaved up and down. If i don't come up with something soon, my relationship with Tristan, will be doomed.

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