The One Night Stand {An August Alsina Story}

Chapter 6.

~August~

Man, I couldn't even begin to explain how bad I might have fucked up.

•Flashback: Four Weeks Ago•

I waited til I heard her completely leave before chunking the box to the floor.

How the hell could you do something so stupid, Aug?

I ran my hands down my face and stared at the box.

The box of condoms that I bought yesterday morning.

The brand-fucking new box of condoms that I bought before I went out to that damn bar.

And in that box...was 12 condoms.

All of which I didn't use with Bethany.

•Flashback Over•

Bethany staresd at me with her mouth wide open.

She was leaned up against the sink and I can tell it's the only thing keeping her up.

"I've been sick for like a couple weeks but...how did you know?"

I slowly shook my head at her, confused.

"Yeah. We didn't use a condom that night."

She lifted her eyes up to meet mine.

"What?" She croaked out.

"When we...when we had sex," I cleared my throat, "we didn't use a condom. I had bought a new box of condoms cause I ran out but the package wasn't open."

"So you're saying that I could be preg-" She shook her head and I watched her eyes roll back into her head and her arms fall to her sides as her body dropped down.

She slammed her head on the sink but I caught her before she could hit the ground.

"Shit...Bethany!" I yelled to her unconscious form.

 Bright red blood appeared from a cut on her forehead.

I had to get her to the hospital.

"Damn it. Bethany, please jus' wake up for me baybeh."

I shook her shoulder lightly and lifted her arm up only for it to fall back to her lap.

I cursed and pick her body up bridal style, carrying her to my car.

I gently slid her into the back seat and jumped in the driver's side.

This shit wouldn't have happened if I had just left ha ass alone at the bar.

Every time I'm around she always gets hurt, either physically or emotionally.

I sped down the road and thought about how fucked up my life had been since she left me.

I pushed the flashback away as I pulled into the Emergency entrance.

As soon as I carry her into the hospital, doctors and nurses get her onto a gurney and roll her down the hallway.

When I tried to run behind them, a nurse stepped in my way.

"Sir, are you family?"

I glared at her.

"I don't have time for this shit. Can I go back there with ha or not?"

She shakes her head.

"I'm sorry, sir but unless you're family-" I walked outside before she could finish.

This old ass Mexican woman squinted her eyes and shook her head at me as I pass.

"You going to hell. No hitting woman. You no real man." She swatted my arm with her purse and walked off.

"Ow! I ain't even hit her, damn!"

I walked back to my car holding my arm.

I hope Bethany's okay, man.

I don't know what I'd do if she...

Don't think about it.

Think about a healthy Bethany...possibly carrying your child.

Damn it.

I slammed my car door and grip the steering wheel.

You already have one kid, do you really have time for another one?

She can't be pregnant...

She just can't be...

But if she is then I can live with it...

She just can't live with IT.