The mafia lord

"Congratulations. "The doctor said handing me an envelope, I gave him a sideways look and blinked rapidly trying to understand what he meant by 'congratulations' I sucked in as quickly as I thought if he was trying to play a prank on me. I have just come to run a test because I have been feeling feverish over the past few days. For crying out loud I have had enough back home for someone to give me something that would make my eyes burn with tears. Today wasn't April 1st so why was he trying to prank me? "Here take it." He cajoled softly urging me to take the envelope from him. "Why are you telling me congratulations?"I asked my hands meeting the soft surface of the brown envelope. But he said nothing as he kept smiling at me, slowly trying not to make me see that my hands were shaking I thought the envelope opened glanced at the doctor and then back at the white sheet of paper I was holding. My eyes moved through the black ink and settled on one particular sentence that stood out from others. Immediately my heartbeats increased and mad drumming began in my head. My mouth fell slowly open and I almost passed out in shock. "I'm pregnant," I said in a very tiny voice which was barely above a whisper. I could never in my wildest imagination believe that something like this would happen to me No not now not even in eternity. "Yes, Mrs Anders, you are six weeks pregnant." "I beg your pardon." I had myself saying even before I could stop myself even when I had already known and I was holding onto the sheet of paper before a slowly slipped out of my hands. To make matters worse he had even called me Mrs. How would I tell him that I wasn't even married? My world came crumbling at my feet, I was sure going to be eaten alive when I got back home to worsen the whole issue no one knew I had sneaked out. Millions of thoughts run into my head each of them hitting each other trying to gain supremacy over the other. I was still staring blankly at the doctor and I didn't know when a single tear dropped out of my eyes. Pregnant. The word left a bitter taste in my mouth, how could that be? If I could remember vividly I had never had s*x with Damian. We had agreed on my birthday I could give out my virginity to him. And I had never cheated on him so how did I become pregnant, I was so forgetful and all that but how would I have forgotten who made me pregnant? I was still lost in thought thinking about how my parents would act to this most especially my stepmother when I looked up and found the doctor staring at me, his gaze fixed on my face like he was expecting me to tear my hair out and run out like a maniac. " I'm so sorry," I said my voice so low that I wondered if he had what I said. "I should get going now" I looked around me widely and jumped out of the chair running out the door and down the corridor leaving behind the test results. As soon as I came out of the hospital the rush of cool air hit my face suddenly and I almost threw up, I was feeling so faint as I headed to the nearest pillar supporting my small frame. My mind was so blank as a wall, my legs were already feeling so weak and I dreaded going back home. But then I was still thinking about how all these came to be when I walked out and flagged down a cab " Okay." The driver said after I rattled my address to him and I jumped in the back seat. I lay my head on the headrest shut my eyes and try to hold that memory lane. And that was when he came flooding back in pieces. The gala where we were invited to and Maria my stepmother insulted me making me drowning pain. I could also remember running out of the hall and into the nearest bar drowning myself in drinks. Yes, that's what I could remember now. Flashbacks were coming in full, the stranger whose face I couldn't see thanks to the dancing light overhead in the bar. I knew I had thrown up on him and then something had happened, the bed and I remembered talking in slurry tones. And s**t, I slapped my temples, I kissed him and we made out. It was at this moment I realized how stupid I was, I had made out with a stranger and the worst part was that I still couldn't remember his face no matter how hard I tried. I was looking out of the window it started to rain slowly when the car pulled up in front of the mansion. After paying him and watching him zoom away, I walked into the mansion, I hesitated before I pushed the door open and met the whole family sitting in the living room staring at me like I had promised to come with the devil. The hot and angered gaze fixed on me, I stood there staring back as my heart kept beating. "Queen Bee is here.' I had my step-sister say rolling her eyes her hands folded across her chest as I earned one of her dirty looks. "Where have you been" Dad asked angrily. " I have been to..." I started to say thinking of the next lie to bring out. " Oh, please." Maria said." Enough of the lies." "I am not thinking of telling any lies or giving off any excuse," I said lying and almost pinching myself " Spare us all that trash." Maria said." We know where you went to and what happened?" She gave me a fixed stare and that instant I died a thousand deaths.