Chapter 21

**Alyssia**

2 weeks later….

It’s been about 2 weeks since the start of everything that could go wrong, did go wrong, between finding my now ex boyfriend cheating on me with Lyra behind my back to my then ex boyfriend all but trying to rape me on the floor of a boys bathroom floor, it was all but hard to juggle the chaos that was my life.

Even after Annabel and I had a come to Jesus moment where she revealed to me that her father had all but raped her at the tender age of 14 in hopes of helping me through mine that I couldn’t even begin to imagine all the pain and suffering she had to go through to get to where she was today, becoming the strong woman that I knew her to be, the one who would always kicks Brian’s ass for me if he even attempted to come near me.

Sighing, I knew these past 2 weeks were beginning to take its toll on me, my body always feeling exhausted to me waking up in the mornings and feeling nauseous to even my breast hurting me, especially my nipples, my nipples being extremely sensitive everytime that either I or my daddy would casually touch them, moans always rising as it happened.

Shaking my head, I knew my period was about to start any day too, for when my period began to make its presence known my breasts would always get super sensitive as well as my body feeling fatigued to the point where I would want to sleep.

Moving to stand, I move to check my calendar, having always marked when I got my period and when it ended that way when having sex I could properly prepare myself to keep from getting pregnant as my parents would kill me if they found out.

Approaching where I kept my calendar I moved to see when my last period was before counting the normal 28 cycle in which I was pretty regular with when it came to my cycle unless I was stressed only to realize I never entered my new date.

*This-This can’t be right… My start day was 5 days ago… I’m already a week past my start date..* I all but panic, recounting and triple counting to make sure I didn’t accidentally miscount days only to realize that my period should have started a week ago only for me to realize I was now a week past due and I was officially panicking, my hands coming to rest along my stomach at the thought of being pregnant all but rises.

*I-I can’t be pregnant.. That’s just not possible, maybe I’m just late because of everything Brian has put me through, Ya that’s it,* come my panicked thoughts as I try to justify that as my reason for being late and not that fact I’ve all but slept with Zac twice now, both of which left him pounding my sweet pussy until he all but coated my insides with his hot seed a part of me that now secretly wished that I was pregnant with Zac’s baby while another part of me became scared.

Trembling at the thought of Zac not wanting me any more once finding out I was possibly pregnant and with his child most of all made me all but feel queasy, my stomach churning as I moved to throw up in my bathroom, my body now hovering over the toilet as I all but puke.

*Easy girl, Zac isn’t like most men, there’s no reason for you to panic, Zac will love you no matter what,* I move to say to myself, a mantra that Zac had started engraving into my head about him always loving me and that no matter what he would always be there for me, my body now relaxing as I move to splash cool water over my face, knowing what I needed to do as I move to grab my purse and wallet, the need to buy a couple of pregnancy tests all but evident to me now, the need to know now bugging me.

*I need Annabel, NOW,* rushing from my room I move to head for Annabel’s dorm, her room not far from mine as I all but run for her door. Banging on it once I reach it.

“Annabel? ANNABEL!”

“WHAT?” yells Annabel, annoyed by whoever was pounding on her door, only to see me.

“Alyssia, what’s wrong, what's the matter?” asks Annabel once she spots my face, my face etched in fear and concern as she moves to let me enter, now in the safety of her room do I finally speak.

“Annabel… I-I think I might be pregnant” I whisper loud enough for her to hear.

“WHAT?! HOW? WHO?” cries Annabel, shock taking over her body as she moves to hold me at arms length, her eyes now searching mine as I attempt to say who it was.

“Please tell me it ain’t Brian’s” pleads Annabel, Brian being the first to come to mind, and me all but laughing at her words.

“No,” I say, appalled she would even suggest that.

“No? Then who?” she asks again, now confused who I could have been sleeping with only to pause when it finally dawns on her.

“No…You didn’t… Don’t tell me… You slept with your hunky, fine as fuck teacher, didn’t you”

Blushing at her term for hunky and fine as fuck I can’t help but nod, embarassed to be admitting to her that I had indeed slept with him, not once but twice and out of both times one was in his classroom on his desk, my body all but pushed over the top of it as he all but ramed his sweet hard cock into my dripping wet pussy.

Knowing I had yet to answer her, I moved to finally answer her back, “Y-Yes… Twice if you really want to know.”

“Damn girl, look at you, already knocking boots with the teacher, is he at least good?” laughs Annabel hoping I would spill the beans about our sexual fun.

“Annabel… Stop… that’s beside the point.. But yes, he’s fucking amazing in bed… but my point is, I’m pregnant! And it’s his child!” I move to tell her, now back to panicking at what I would tell Zac.

“Relax, we’ll figure it out… but first, let’s go to the store, buy a couple of tests and you can come back here and take them, then if they come back positive then we’ll figure out what to do then okay?” asks Annable hoping to calm my racing thoughts as she spoke.

Nodding, I moved to agree with her, “Okay.. thanks”

Smiling, she moves to grab her keys and purse as well before moving to lead me from the room, moving to take me shopping for tests, ones that would be 99.9% accurate so I would be able to know for sure if I was indeed pregnant or not.

An hour later….

Exiting the door to her bathroom, tests in hand I all but pale, the results in as I move to hold two tests in hand, one digital and the other dealing with pink lines, the one dealing with lines giving me a plus positive which where 2 pink lines within the window and the digital one reading the same result. Pregnant.

Gaping like a fish, I begin to feel tears threaten to fall, my life becoming even more complicated now that I was expecting my first offspring, an offspring between me and my teacher, my daddy, the one man who I was hoping and praying would openly accept me once I managed to tell him I was pregnant.

“Well?” asks Annabel her eyes on me as she watches me exit the bathroom with both tests.

Gazing at her slowly, I move to speak up softly.

“I-I’m Pregnant”