Two months ago you went to a party and got drunk. There, you ended up sleeping with your older brothers best friend. Both of you were super drunk so you didn’t think he would remember. Especially because you snuck out of his apartment before he woke up. But of course, you ended up pregnant. That was two months ago. Now, two months in and a little bump was showing. You didn’t care to tell him because it would make things complicated. He didn’t like you. And he never has. So you guessed he never will. One day, you were walking home on the dark busy streets, when somebody grabbed you and pulled you into a dark alley, covering your mouth with one hand. You struggled to get away but their strong grip on you made it impossible.

„“Hey! It’s me! Relax!…“

A familiar male voice speaks. You immediately stop, recognizing the voice. He let’s go of you and you quickly turned around, hitting his chest with your hand palm and stepping back but he places his hands on your hips gently but firmly and pulls you back towards him.

“Are you crazy?!“

You said angrily but he ignores you.

“I know about it.“

He said, leaving you suprised and speechless for a second before speaking again, acting casual.

“About what? I don’t know what you are talking about.“

You respond and his grip on your hips tightened slightly.

“Our baby.“

He says. Your heart almost stopped. How did he find out? Before you could say anything more, he spoke again.

“And don’t you dare push me away or avoid me, because that baby is as much as mine as it’s yours. And I’d be damned if I’d let you go that easily again.“

He says, leaving you speechless. Then he speaks again, his grip on your hips tightening ever so slightly as if he was trying to stay calm.

“How dare you not tell me, huh? What did you expect? That you’ll raise it yourself and not tell me it’s mine? First we sleep together, then you run away and avoid me, and now I find out you are pregnant with my child. Why the hell didn’t you tell me??“