Him

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Hannah's P.O.V.

I had gotten a hotel room downtown near the beach. I obviously had to get a job, I needed a place to stay...

I can't believe what had just happened, why would he do that to me?

I looked out the window from my hotel room, watching the waves crash against the sand, as I reached my hand up and touched my cheek. I winced at the pain it brought to me, Ross promised me he wouldn't hurt me, but he did. He hurt me in two different ways: physically and emotionally.

"Well, I guess I'll go look for that job that I need now..." My words hanging in the air, waiting for someone other than me to listen to them.

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I had already gotten ready and was heading out, I had to use a lot of coverup to hide the bruises Ross left... They're the only reminders to me that this isn't a dream, this is real life.

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Well I got a job at Hollister... I'm their new model!! That's exciting news I guess, but somehow thinking about it makes me feel sick to my stomach... Actually, I feel really sick...

As soon as I got in my hotel room, I booked it for the bathroom as I threw up everything I had eaten that day.

Something's wrong with me... I don't have a fever, yet I feel very nauseous and I've been peeing a lot these last few days.... Also my boobs have been getting sore too.... And I've been getting dizzy spells... This all started exactly the day after Ross and I made love to one another...

I'm not pregnant am I?!?

We used protection, though.

Sometimes protection doesn't work.

No, I can't be pregnant, it's impossible. I started my period this morning.

It's possible, go check your underwear, blood spotting is common in pregnancy.

I ran for the bathroom and checked my pad. I would have worn a tampon, but I honestly didn't feel like it.

There's no new signs of blood, and I've been up since 8 and now it's almost 5...

Yup, you're pregnant, honey. Go get a test.

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Only 2 more minutes until I find out if I'm pregnant or not...

I'm scared out of my fucking mind!

Beep beep beep.

I don't want to look at it.

Look at it.

No.

Yes.

Okay...

I slowly made my way to the bathroom and picked up the test. I brought myself to look at it....

Why is there a plus sign?!?

Please tell me that means negative...

Sorry to say, but you're pregnant.

What am I going to do?

How will I take care of this baby by myself?

How will I tell Ross?

A/N

I have no words... Absolutely no words.

What will Hannah do?

Are you happy for her?

How will she tell Ross?

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