Chapter Two

Aurora's POV.

The harsh ring from the alarm clock jolted me up, I groaned in pain as I held my head in my palms.

Gosh- the hangover was hitting me hard.

I blinked my eyes, taking slow deep breaths to steady myself. Wait- something isn't right.

I raised up my head to see a chandelier dangling from the ceiling, my eyes trailed down to the bed....this....this isn't my room.

I turned to see clothes scattered everywhere- my clothes and- a male's?!

This wasn't my apartment, hell, it was a hotel! What happened- suddenly, the memories of last night began to resurface.

Mark....the breakup... And oh my God- I SLEPT WITH A RANDOM STRANGER!

I was about to climb off the bed when I noticed that I was stark naked, I quickly wrapped the sheets around my body, dropping to the floor, picking up my stuff.

He wasn't in the room, great, even better. That way I can easily sneak out.

God- how could I have let myself go like that? I mentally began to curse myself as I wore my clothes, practically dragging my blouse over my head with force.

The breakup from Mark still felt raw and fresh, but right now the embarrassment of facing whoever this man was, was more humiliating.

I couldn't believe myself! How could I drink when- my hands immediately went to my stomach. My BABY!

I had to leave here first, then go to the hospital for a quick checkup. I looked around the room, checking if I had forgotten anything.

Okay- I think that's all.

With one more last glance, I picked up my bag and stepped outside the room, gently closing the door behind me as I made the run for it.

~

"Your baby is safe,"

A sigh of relief escaped my breath as the doctor announced the results, I rubbed my still-flat stomach gently as I stared down at it.

I'm so sorry baby.

"However," Doc Martina adjusted the glasses that perched on her nose. "I wouldn't advise you to drink again. You're lucky, the amount of alcohol you took was ridiculously heavy for a pregnant woman and you're aware."

I winced a bit at her scolding, but she was right. I was reckless, careless and stupid.

She then let out a soft sigh. "I'll prescribe some drugs for you, always make sure to take them. Eat and sleep well too, you're caring for two humans now, not just yourself."

A genuine smile touched my lips as I listened to her. "Thank you Mrs Vince, you have been like a mother,"

A blush crept up her neck but she shrugged it off by clearing her throat. "Let's be professional," she said in a serious tone, but I couldn't help but laugh when I noticed the grin on her face. "By the way," she looked up. "May I ask what made you drink? Are you alright?"

Immediately my smile flattened, I'm sure she noticed that as she shook her head. "Whatever it is, just be careful and don't overthink."

"I will." I said, knowing fully well I was going to do the opposite.

~

By the time I returned home, I met John, my elder step-brother pacing around the living room. He looked...panicked.

"John?" I called out softly. "Are you alright?"

"Thank the heavens you're home!" He said as he rushed towards me, his eyes wide. "Have you seen dad?"

I rolled my eyes and dropped my bag on the table as I reached out for a band to pack my hair into a messy bun. "Dad?" I asked in a nonchalant tone. "What do you think? Probably out drinking again."

"What?!" He barked, his concern now changing into anger. "This early? After I told him I had something important to tell him?!" 

"Well," I rolled my shoulders in a shrug. "That's our father for you."

He ran his hands through his hair as he slumped down on the chair. "Fuck the old man."

"Uh uh," I nodded as I removed my jacket and tossed it on the sofa. I needed to bathe, but I felt a bit weak to climb up the stairs to my room.

I could feel John's eyes on me, he always had a knack of knowing exactly what I was going through and I'm sure he could tell I'm messed up. Literally, when I looked at my reflection this morning, I was a mess. I haven't even showered or brushed yet.

"Aurora," John called out in a serious tone, I looked up to meet his eyes. He was staring at me with genuine concern. See? Told you, he has a way of knowing things. "What happened?"

"Nothing," I lied, desperately wanting to escape his questions.

"Don't lie to me!" He snapped, and stood up, then rushed towards me. As I was about to avoid him, he blocked my path and placed his hands on my shoulders, staring down at me. "What happened to you? Talk to me, please," he added with a soft tone.

I let out a shaky breath as I looked down at my feet. "I don't want to-"

"Did someone hurt you? Tell me and I will-"

"It's Mark, okay!" I yelled, slapping away his hands from my shoulders. "Mark dumped me! That's what happened! He dumped me on our tenth anniversary, claiming he's getting married to someone else! Are you happy now that you know?!" I was already a crying mess by the time I finished yelling. I don't know why I yelled at him, he did nothing wrong, but hell, it hurts so bad that I feel like dying.

"Just when-" I sniffed as I wiped away my tears. "Just when I thought we could be a family...... He dumped me!"

I tried not to cry again, but failed woefully, I dropped to my knees sobbing out loud. I heard John sigh, then I felt two strong arms wrap themselves around me, gently rubbing my back.

"You will be fine,"

"No!" I snapped, shaking my head in disbelief. "I'm broken!"

"You aren't," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear as he hugged me tighter, I wrapped my arms around him, crying my heart out. "It's okay," he said, still patting my back. "Let it out. It's unfair I know, so for now, just cry it all out and it will be fine soon."

I wish John was right, but deep down I knew he wasn't. Nothing was going to be right. I was carrying the child of a man who betrayed me, this was just the beginning of my misery.