ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MY STEP DADDY

CHAPTER 4 The Aftermath(Isabelle's Pov)

After the last sinful night.

I woke up to a chill cold bed. I stretched out my hand with sleepy eyes, looking for Dorian's warm skin or the tactile roughness of his tattoos, but only empty space was there. I paced around and realized he wasn't there anymore.

I got up, my chest was really heavy.

Although I was grieving deeply, it felt cheap to let down my guards last night. I sobbed bitterly, not for Mark but for the disarray I had made of myself.

I covered my face with the pillow and cried profusely. I lamented until my throat was sore and my head ached.

I felt so cheap and abandoned.

I reached for my phone and dialed my best friend Lena’s number only to get, The person you are calling is currently unavailable.

I tried again.

Same result.

I was alone in a stranger's loft with no way out.

I tossed the cover-sheet aside to stand up, but I was already frozen. My heart plummeted. The mess was clearly visible to me on the white linens.

My thighs felt wet. I checked and saw that the condom had been broken and Dorian's semen sticky all over emu thighs.

‘Isabelle what have you done?”

I was in great panic. Who knows if I would get pregnant for a total stranger?

I didn't even think, I got up from the bed immediately, got hold of my black dress, and wore it on my sticky skin. Without even checking myself in the mirror, I ran out.

I checked myself out on the reception side and realised the bills had already been covered and headed immediately home.

I got to the house, my whole heart knew the danger awaiting me already. I quietly entered, trying to tiptoe my way in, wishing no one should find me.

Then, suddenly, the front door slammed behind me as I entered my house. My mother was standing in the foyer with her arms folded tightly against her chest. Her face reflected an intense anger that was almost frightening.

"Where were you coming from? " she interrogated. Her voice was a fierce hiss.

“Good morning mom” I replied, with my whole body shaking.

“That didn't answer my question, I said where are you coming from?” she asked again.

"I…I was at Lena's place mom, " I lied, as I stammered .

She took a step towards me with a frown and a deep breath and immediately she picked up the smell of tequila, cigarette smoke and a cologne of man.

I wasn't expecting this from her…

She raised her hand and landed a hot slap on my face. My head was thrown to one side and my cheek felt like it was on fire.

"You went out all night like a common prostitute? " she barked in a hateful tone.

“How dare you Isabelle?”

I rubbed my cheeks as my eyes gave way for tears again, feeling so sorry for my actions.

“I'm so sorry mom.” I pleaded

"We have rules in this house and for the actions you just took, You are grounded. That means for two days, you are not leaving your room. Here, give me your phone."

I didn't resist her. I was unable to.

Giving her the phone, I went upstairs, the invisible bruises inside me getting darker and darker.

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Then two days went by with hardly any communication between us. Only a thin slice of bread slid under my door every time.

On the third day, my mother came in. She looked well-groomed, her round neck adorned with her best pearls and a smile slightly turned up that did not reach her eyes.

"Get out of bed, " she ordered. "We have to talk."

While I was sitting on the edge of my bed, I have no other option now, but to apologize.

So I said, "Mom, I apologize for the previous evening. I'm sorry for staying out late" I said with my whole body weak and tired .

"Never mind that.” She waved her hand dismissively.

"I have news for you”.

“What is it mom?” I asked interestingly.

I'm getting remarried."

The words hit me as if someone had physically struck me.

"Remarried? Dad hasn't even been dead that long. And you're already bringing a stranger into our home?"

"I'm bringing a provider, " she retorted sharply. Her eyes sparkled with a threat.

"Isabelle, are you not tired of poverty? How long am I going to remain chaste as long as your daddy is gone? I am so weary of hardships. This man is wealthy. He is powerful and he is what this family needs."

"You don't even love him mother! It's just about the money?" I shouted as I got up.

"You are just replacing Dad with the first man who has a big wallet! That's so gross!" I said bluntly.

She came into my personal space close enough for her breath to warm my face.

"Don't you judge me kid. You, who sneaks out to sleep with random people in Chicago. You are the last person to be talking about disgust."

I looked at her in shock and felt so overwhelmed by our dispute that I almost felt like a caged animal.

I wanted to scream.

I wanted to tell her about Mark, about Chloe, about the broken condom and the growing fear in my stomach.

However, I was sure that nothing would change.

She had already made up her mind about our future. "I will not pretend that I am a happy family member with him, " I said, my voice trembling with resistance.

“Whatever, he will be stopping by for tomorrow's dinner.” she said finally.

“Mom?”

She waved her hand dismissively not even caring of what I would say and slammed the door behind her.