(Cassie’s POV)
"Cassie," my mother yelled at me the moment we entered the house. Pamela had dropped us off at home after the silence that had ensued immediately after the doctor announced the news. The silence lingered until we got home.I bit my lower lip in silence, filled with regrets. I didn't know what to say to my mother. How could I have been pregnant for three months without even knowing? I asked myself. I knew my mother was highly disappointed in me."Aren't you going to answer me, you loose girl?" my mother asked."Mom, I'm not loose," I retorted in anger. "Why the hell are you calling me a loose girl when you don't even know how I got pregnant?""Then talk. Your silence is killing me. How will you cope with this shit and your academics? Is this how I raised you up? Why the hell do you like tormenting me?""Mom...""Don't call me. Just tell me who the hell pumped his seed into you, you naive girl."I sighed. I didn't even know what to tell her. How could I tell my mom I didn't know him by name? How do I tell her I only know the guy by face? I am messed up, I thought to myself.My mother gasped all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. We were in the living room which contained two sofas, a sofa set, and a center table. It was a little home that had kept us secure for years. It was also a reminder of how poor my mother was compared to my friend, Pamela, who owned her car."Cassie," my mother raised her head up, putting her index finger at me. "Cameron left three months ago, right?"I knew what she was talking about immediately and shook my head. My mother was thinking the baby was Cameron's."It's not what you are thinking, mom. Cameron and I had been drifting apart three months before we broke up."Mom heaved a sigh of relief as she slumped onto the nearest sofa. She hated Cameron with passion and was against the relationship between us. When we broke up, she was happy and relieved."Who the hell impregnated you then?" Her voice was down. "You started dating again before you broke up?""No, mom," I replied“Then what happened”?"The night after we broke up, remember Pam and I went to a party?""And you were raped?" She assumes."No, mom. It was a consensus between us. I did it because I felt Cameron will get to know and he will feel bad about it. I did it because I wanted to spite him, I wanted him to know other men find me attractive.....""And you foolishly had sex with some man?" She interrupts me with a shout."And you couldn't even think of taking some pills after the goddamn sex?" Her voice is shaking."Mom?""Don't call me. My mother's face twisted in anger. "How could you be so careless?" she spat. "Do you have any idea what kind of situation we're in now? How are we going to take care of this baby?”As I sat in silence,, I couldn't help but think about how much my life had changed in just a few short months. I was pregnant, and I didn't know who the father was. My mother's angry voice snapped me out of my thoughts.“Answer me, Cassie. Who is the father of your child?" she demanded.I am speechless right now. This is another problem. I know it will come to this. How do I tell her I don't know the man who impregnated me. “Cassie, I asked you a question, didn't I?" “Mom, I do....do..don't...don't.....""Will you talk?" She rushes to my side."I don't know, Mom," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I only know what he looks like."What?""Yes, mom", I shook my head repeatedly."I only know how he looks, I don't know his name orwhere he lives.""What?" Mom exclaims again*******I rushed to my room after my mom had struck me hard on the cheeks. The moment I entered my room, tears began to trickle down my face. I let them fall freely as I lay sprawled on my bed.I was doomed. How would I cope in school? Will I become a laughing stock among my colleagues? When Cameron found out, how will he feel? All of these were making me cry even harder.My mom's slap was just a gateway to the tears that had been threatening to fall ever since the doctor had broken the news to us. Mom worked as a waitress in a restaurant. I didn't know how we could managed with the little she was earning. Was I supposed to drop out of school then? I asked myself.My tears wouldn't stop. I had nothing to console myself with. I felt ashamed of myself. After crying non-stop for a while, I fell asleep on the bed without getting out of my dress.The knock on my door stirred me up from my deep slumber."Cassie, I'm sorry. Please open the door," Mom apologized from outside.I was still on the bed, listening to her. I wanted to go and open the door for her to come in, but I was still hurt by her actions. I knew I was at fault, and I wasn’t expecting her to praise me for my foolish behavior. The least I had expected of her was to support me. This was a trying time for me."Cassie, please open the door. I'm sorry. I was just mad at you for...""Just go away, Mom," I yelled."Cassie, I'm sorry. Please open the door," her voice was soft and apologetic.Cassie hesitated for a moment before opening the door. She wasn’t ready to forgive her mom yet, but she didn’t want to be alone either."I'm sorry," her mom repeated, tears in her eyes. "I shouldn't have hit you. I was just so scared and angry."Cassie nodded, still feeling hurt, but grateful for her mom’s apology. She knew they had a lot to work through, And, she needed to focus on herselfAs she lain in bed, Cassie's phone rang. It was Tony, her friend who she had promised to go out with that night."Tony, I'm sorry I can't make it tonight," she apologized immediately."What? Come on, Cassie. My friends are calling already. I told them you are coming with me," Tony sounded frustrated."I know, Tony, but something came up. I'm sorry," Cassie replied, trying to keep her voice steady."Okay, fine. But you owe me one," Tony grumbled before hanging up.Cassie let out a deep breath, feeling relieved and guilty at the same time. She wished she could tell Tony the truth, but she wasn’t ready to share her secret with anyone yet.(Cassie’s POV)She woke up with a start, realizing she had overslept for her 8:00 am class. With a sense of urgency, she rushed to take a quick shower, but time wasn’t on her side. She thrown on the first piece of clothing her hand had come across in her closet and headed out, hoping to catch a cab on time.As she walked out of her room, something caught her eye. A tray of food had been placed right outside her door. A Beautiful surprise from her mother, who she was still a bit angry with. She took the tray to the kitchen and tried to shake off the feeling of resentment.In the living room, she found her mother whispering to Pamela, and their conversation had abruptly ended when they noticed her presence. She wondered what they were talking about, but before she could ask, Pamela quickly ushered her out of the house."What's with you and your mother?" Pamela asked as they got into the car."I don't want to talk about it," she replied, feeling a pang of guilt for being distant w
( Tessa’s POV)Sex with Jordan had always been amazing, I couldn't get enough of him. It had been a week since we had sex in his office, and I had been anticipating more of that office romance. I grinned to myself as I drove into the company, with my plans to make Jordan mine forever. This was my dream.I was dressed in a brown straight skirt with a white blouse. My stiletto heels were black, and my handbag was light brown, matching my skirt. I walked in elegantly after parking my car in the driveway. I knew Jordan would be in; he was a workaholic.The night Jordan and I met, we didn't know each other, but he looked familiar to me. I took a picture of his handsome face while he was sleeping before leaving for home the next day after a long night of sex.My mom saw his picture on my phone, and she recognized him. His father and my father used to be business partners, and I knew that would work in my favor. Jordan didn't know this, and I was not willing to let him know until the time wa
( Jordan’s POV)I watched the drama between my father and Tessa.How did they know each other? Was I banging one of my father's sluts? I asked myself.Tessa barely looked him in the face, seeming to have a lot of regard for him, and I was curious to know what was between them.I had been looking for ways to get rid of her, and getting to know her relationship with my father might make it easier, I thought to myself."A fine girl you've got yourself. I never knew you'd started dating again," Father said as he took a seat after Tessa left the office.I kept a straight face, wondering why he was here. He didn't visit me, and I didn't pick up his calls. The last time we saw each other was a year ago."Why are you here, Dad?" I asked, my tone sharp and biting.He looked at me with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. "Can't a father visit his son without a reason?" he asked, his voice tinged with irritation."How did you know Tessa?" I asked again."Oh, Tessa is my friend's daughter. I n
( Cassies’s POV)I got dressed ready for school and remembered the conversation I had with my mom the day before. Even though I wasn't okay with her suggestions, I had to do it. She was my mother and was struggling to make ends meet.I wore ripped blue jeans, a white shirt, a brown duster jacket with grey sneakers. I looked in the mirror to check out my face and appearance after dressing up. I needed to apply a little make-up to my face before going out of my room. I bade my mom goodbye and got out of the house to flag down a cab.I was lucky to get a cab on time. A few minutes later, the cab pulled over in front of the campus. I alighted from the cab, paid, and walked in. I had the intention of talking to Pamela that day. I was ready to talk to her about the pregnancy and my decision.Pamela was a good friend indeed, and she understood my silence. She didn't pressure me to tell her things that I didn't feel like telling her like my mom would do. Whenever I didn't feel like talking, s
( Cassie’s POV )I am relieved the words are out, so I released a deep breath. I didn't even realize I had been holding in my breath. Pam is silent much to my surprise.I am thinking she will exclaim, "what the hell!" or ask if I am stupid to think of such. But she isn't saying anything.I opened my eyes slowly and turn to look at her. She is just watching me, with her face devoid of expression. I don't know what she is thinking and if she is in support. I leaned my head down, waiting for something to come out of her mouth. Pamela has always been the mature one between us and I always run to her for advice. She is next in line to my mom and I love her."You want to abort the baby?" She demanded."Yes", I answer sharply."Why" Her voice is lowI shrugged. "Mom and I talked last night and we........"And she asked you to go for an abortion?" I can sense the disbelief in her tone.Pamela knows me well and she knows I can never think of such things if someone hadn't put the idea into my h
( Cassie's POV )I stared at his retreating figure before shifting my gaze to Pamela who was silently looking at me. I moved back to where we were seated and buried my head in my palms. I don't know why I am feeling this way towards Tony but I am damn hurt by the disgusted look on his face. He was making me feel cheap and worthless."Cassie", Pamela is back beside me. She touched my shoulder, waiting for me to raise my head. She thought I was crying but I was not. I wanted to cry but no tears are coming. I am tired of crying. I am tired of all the problems showcasing its ugly face. I am fed up with everything. I feel like ending everything. Just a single mistake of mine is bringing me nothing but shame."Cassie?" She calls again. "Did you see the way he looked at me?" I lifted my head to ask her. "It doesn't matter", she shakes her head. "What?" I exclaimed. "It doesn't matter? He is going to tell everyone, he won't like me again", I half-yelled. She looked thoughtful for a while befo
( Cassie's POV )"Jordan John Alvarez?" Mom pronounced his name out after I had told her he is the one I had sex with.She had grabbed the magazine from me and examined him carefully to see if he is fit to be called my baby father. I know my mom. That is what she was doing."Alvarez?" Pamela questioned and stands up to comecloser to us. "He is your baby father?" She asked when she saw his picture. Beneath the large image is another picture of him and a girl. She sat on his lap kissing him. I was trying so hard not to look at the picture below. I guess this is why he is called a womanizer.I nodded gently at Pamela, feeling sorry for myself. I am sure he has even forgotten about the night we had together. I am sure he must think I am one of those cheap girls he played around with. I looked back at the picture to see the name of the lady, Tessa Rodriguez, it says.Is she one of his slut or his real girlfriend? I asked myself."I can't believe Jordan is your baby father", Pamela jerks m
( Jordan's POV )I know I am not supposed to be here but I also know I have to be here so my ego won't ruin what I have been building for years. I drove into my father's mansion.The concrete huge building full of tall glasses reminded me of many things. One of those things was the day my father stopped beating me and that day was the same day my mother lost her legs. I shut my eyes to let go of the hurt that comes with the memories.That day reminds me of the way I cried so hard and the pain in my mother's eyes that I can still see.The last time I saw my mother was three months ago. I hate coming here, I hate seeing her in pain. I am here because I wanted to get the award and to see my mother after . I get out of the car and moved towards the door. His domestic staff are all over, muttering their greetings to me. I answered none of the greetings as I walked in. The living room was empty and I wondered where everyone was. My eyes scan the entire place until it falls on a girl comin