Shh, Don't Tell Daddy
"You didn't listen, though. No, you went and fucked Damon, over and over without him using anything."
"I was on the pill!" It isn't like I used nothing.
"Which fails, and now, now I have to work around that!" He points to my stomach.
"I might not be." My words are quiet, but I know I am. The sickness, tiredness, everything.
"Don't try to fool me, Trix! Take a damn test. At least we know the daddy isn't about to fucking come back." He moves and pushes me into the bathroom, throwing a bag at me. I glance inside to find tests.