This is volume 2 to my first Ace Attorney One Shots Book!
If you haven't read that book yet, you should go read it because certain chapters will not make sense if you don't!
Thank you!
I sat on the couch, my eyes trained on the floor. Miles sat across from me, a frown on his face. He spoke, "Are you still on about this?" I looked up at him, scoffing, "Yes I'm still on about this! It's all work with with you! Work, work, work! It's all you do! Do you even love me?!" He sat there silently. I stood up and grabbed my purse and keys, "Call me when you get your shit figured out." I turned and left the house. It was around 10 pm. I got in the car and drove to a nearby club. I went inside.
I sat at the bar and ordered a drink. After 45 minutes, I was completely drunk. I wandered into the dance floor and started dancing with this other guy who was also drunk. The last thing I remember is going into a room with a bed.
Time Skip...Next Day...
I woke up with a pounding headache. I looked down at the blanket, instantly waking up after seeing that I wasn't in my bed. I looked to my right to see the guy from last night laying there. Clothes were scattered around the floor. I hurried and got dressed before leaving. I made a mistake.
A big one.
I went home and luckily, Miles was at work. I showered and changed my clothes. I put on some make up to cover up my puffy eyes. I sat on the couch and tried to distract myself with (favorite show), but it wasn't working too well. A few hours later, the front door opened. A few minutes later, Miles stepped into the living room. He looked at me, "You're back. Where did you go last night?" I bit my lip, "I...stayed at a hotel." I stood up and hugged him, "I'm sorry."
He spoke, "Don't apologize. I know I need to cut down on my work." I just nodded, not knowing what to say.
Time Skip...One month later...
I scrambled out of bed and into the bathroom. I spewed my guts into the toilet. After I finished, I coughed and wiped my mouth. Miles stood behind me in the doorway, "Are you alright?" I coughed again, "I'm fine. I just need to lay down." I got up and went back to bed. After Miles left, I got up and got dressed. I grabbed my purse and keys and drove to the store. At the store, I went to the pharmacy section and stopped in the pregnancy test aisle. I quickly grabbed a box and went to check out. I hurried home.
I went into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I opened the test, reading the instructions. I took a deep breath and took the test. I set it on the counter and sat on the floor. I had to wait 5 minutes. In those five minutes, I cried, sobbed, and wallowed in my own self-pity. Now, it was time.
I stood up and flipped the test over.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I dropped to my knees, tears streaming down my face. I messed up so, so bad. I got up and went to the living room. I sat on the couch and put my face in my hands. I cried for hours. I froze when I heard Miles' voice, "Why are you crying?" I looked up, wiping my tears, "I-I'm so sorry." He tilted his head, "About our fight? I thought we were finished with that." I shook my head, "No. Not about our fight. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He sat down next to me, "What did you do?"
I swallowed the lump in my throat, "I love you so so much. I'm sorry." He sighed, "Why are you sorry?" I held out the test to him, "Here." He took it from me, looking at it. Suddenly, his eyes snapped to mine, "Y-You're pregnant?" I nodded. He spoke, "Don't be sorry. It's unexpected, but I want to raise this child with you." I shook my head, "No. You don't understand. I..."
He looked at me, "What do you mean?" I sighed shakily, "The baby...it isn't yours..." He raised a brow, "What do you mean? Who else's would it be?" I looked away, "Last month, I didn't go to a hotel. I went to a night club." He tilted his head, "And?" I continued, "I got really drunk and I-I ended up sleeping with a guy. I didn't even know who he was." Miles stared at me. His expression was unreadable. Then, he spoke, "That is...that is utterly disgusting. However, we all make mistakes. You're only human." I looked up at him.
"Y-You're not mad?" He scoffed, "I'm absolutely furious and disgusted, but I still love you." I looked away, "What do I do? I don't know who the guy was and he doesn't know who I was." He sighed, "It's your decision. Whether you keep it or not, I'll be here. It'll be hard but we'll manage."
