Chapter 2 NEMESIS OF TRUTH OR DARE

For two months, my body has been acting strange, I thought it was something I could handle.

Maybe a minor problem but it got worse each day. The worst part is, I haven't been able to see my period.

I thought I was going to die. Or maybe I have cancer.

"Mom__ cancer??"I had asked my mom as she came over to my house one evening sticking food into my refrigerator.

"What about cancer?" She asked, turning to look at me, "You have cancer?"

"No, I just feel like maybe I have it."

"Don't use words like that on yourself." She was saying and frowning at me at the same time, then she came over to my side. "What makes you think that?"

"I don't know but my body feels so strange. This body isn't mine anymore."

"Then whose is it?" She asked me, "Are you pregnant?" She asked all of a sudden and that cracked me up.

"Pregnant? Mom, that's ridiculous! I can't be pregnant."

She heaved and stood up. "You're just an impassive Dahila. I'm leaving before your dad starts looking for me." And she left.

At work, I always have to avoid that bastard. His face reminds me of that stupid dare which made me kiss him.

What was I thinking? How could I kiss a stupid guy like him? I don't even want to think about it. It's better I avoid him so as to avoid memories of that day.

"Miss. Dahila." Cynthia called so formally as she woke me up from sleep by knocking on my desk.

I raised up my head from the desk, I yawned and she covered her mouth immediately. "Why don't you yawn like a civilized Lady?"

"Why did you wake me up from sleep?"

She heaved at me. "Boss has been shouting. You haven't reported anything for over a week now."

I opened my laptop but I just feel too drowsy to do anything, "Why am I the only person writing a report in this company?" I complained. "I can't be doing this all the time for the whole company."

"Dahila, are you sure you're okay?"

I rolled my eyes at her, "Why won't I be okay?"

"I mean, you look pregnant."

I heard that word again. "I don't want to hear that again Cynthia." I warned with my eyes.

Why am I hearing that word lately?

"But I think you're actually pregnant Lady Dustfinger?"

What's with the Lady? Are we in the medieval period or something? "I'm not pregnant Cynthia."

"When was your last sex?"

"Whoa! Your handsome way of asking me why I'm still single right?" I scowled at her, "That's not funny and I'd appreciate it if you would leave my desk and let me be."

"You better check yourself Dahila. Get a pregnancy test when you're going home from work and check yourself up. I really think you're pregnant." She said and left.

Just look at her, how can someone suddenly decide that I'm pregnant by looking at me. Does it mean that every woman who vomits and sleeps a lot is pregnant?

I hate that girl. Forming a lady like in every situation in her life. Does she have to be so serious in her life? Sometimes slack off, it's good for the body too.

Tsk!

After work hours, I couldn't stop myself from entering a medic store to get myself a pregnancy test.

I wanted to prove Cynthia and my mother wrong by rubbing it to their faces tomorrow that I'm not pregnant.

I went into the bathroom.

I took the pregnancy test out of its packaging and followed the instructions.

My hands were drumming on the table as I waited for the results.

The minutes feel like hours as I stare at the test, waiting for a plus sign or a minus sign to appear.

Finally, the result is revealed – it's positive!

POSITIVE?!!

How?! I think this thing is broken. I better go get another one.

I went out again to a nearby store and bought three more pregnancy tests.

"Are you sure you don't sell expired products?" I asked the sales boy and he glanced at me as someone who must be insane to have said that.

But I'm not insane. I'm asking to be sure. I can't believe that the pregnancy test I used earlier is a broken one.

I left for home and went into the bathroom again.

As I sat on the toilet, I took out the new pregnancy tests I've just bought and followed the instructions.

I set a timer for three minutes and stared at the tests, waiting anxiously. After what feels like an eternity, the three minutes were finally up.

I took a deep breath and looked at the tests. All three of them showed a plus sign. I was in complete disbelief – could this really be true? I'm pregnant?!

How!!!

Am I a virgin Mary or something?

I need to see a doctor real quick before I mess up my head with disturbing thoughts like this.

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NEXT DAY,

"You're pregnant." The doctor announced as he gave me my results.

"No, that's not true." I said, shaking my head and bursting out of laughter the next minute.

How can I be pregnant? Does it even make sense? How can I be pregnant when I've not had sex for so many years!

But the look on the doctor's face didn't show that he was lying.

No. No. I was shaking my head. Something is wrong somewhere.

I can't be pregnant. I'm sure about it.

But how am I going to explain why I haven't seen my period in two months?!

It's driving me crazy.

And the doctor says I'm pregnant. That means those pregnancy tests aren't broken but I'm the one who is the problem? Is there something I'm forgetting? Did something happen without my notice?

Well yeah! Mr. Perfect Punk from work kissed me two months ago and it's actually something I'm trying to format from my brain.

That's the only insane thing that happened to me recently, nothing else. Or is there something I'm missing out on!!!

"Uhm, do you think someone maybe..." I was shrugging, "Struggled into me, drugged me or maybe snuck into me and did insemination??"

"What?"

I sighed out. "I'm saying that I haven't had sex in ages and then you say I'm pregnant. It can only be that an imaginary man wants me to carry his child since..."

I remembered!

"I dare you to kiss me."...was not just a dare but a powerful one at that__ WE HAD SEX!!!

On his couch!

In his OFFICE!!!!

I gasped and covered my mouth immediately. My eyes were big and I was struggling to catch my breath.

Oh no!!! I was up to my feet. The doctor was looking at me. "You seem like you remember something now."

"But...that's..."

David has got to be kidding me!!! How did it happen? Does it mean that my body doesn't belong to me? Does it mean I belong to my body?

My body controls me instead of me being in control?

Ugh! What am I even saying?

What the heck is happening?!!

I knew that this man would be my downfall someday.

Mr. David Scott!!!

"What are you saying? That my pe*has it gone to you?" He asked, sounding so ridiculous in my ears.

Is that why he's screaming? Is this what he should be worried about at the moment? I'm pregnant!! This is the biggest surprise for myself when my twenty ninth birthday is just a few days away.

"Wait. Hold on." He was pacing around his office like a mad man, "Are you sure that's my baby?" He was running his hand through his hair__ not for anything but just to annoy me.

"What are you saying? If only you didn't put off a dare like that we won't be in this mess!"

"You could've avoided it! I was daring you!"

"You knew that your silly games never worked on me and yet, you pulled off that prank."

"You're one hell of an annoying woman! I'm not sure you're even telling the truth! It was only a kiss!!"

"Only a kiss? You didn't tell me you were a dog who gets horny because of a single mouth touch!"

"And you couldn't even resist me, that's why you clung onto me when I kissed you! Just a kiss..."

"I wish it was. I hate the thoughts popping into my head. I hate when I think that you actually stuck your thingy into me right in this very office. It makes me want to lose my senses!"

"And do you think I'm not traumatized to think that I did more than a kiss with you. Do you know how many days I washed my mouth kissing you."

I was getting exhausted when I shouldn't be.

I hate this man. I hate him so much and strangely I'm carrying his child.

All of a sudden, he scrambled out of the office and never came back again.

I'm going to abort this baby.

How am I going to explain this to my parents?

I'm so dead!

And how did I get home that day forgetting the fact that that shitty guy did something with me?!

Oh Dahila Dustfinger__ you've really dusted more than a finger this time.

DAVID

Ahhh!! What am I going to do!

I slept with her? How?? Just how I wasn't able to control myself and ended up sleeping with her. Not only did I sleep with her but__in my office!!!

And she's pregnant!!!

I scrubbed my private part like I've never done before. Should I cut it off? I have to cut off this long thing in between my legs. It has done more harm than good. He's the reason why I'm feeling so shitty right now.

And thanks brain for making sure I didn't know about this until the last moment. Don't you think you should be rewarded for being the best brain ever!

I hate my body.

My body betrayed me one big time.

How am I going to sleep without having a nightmare? How will I be able to get it off my head that I slept with DUSTFINGER!!!

That dirty witch which has been a pain in my neck since she came into the company.

Just when I was starting to get relaxed since she's got barely six months left to stay in the company__and something like this happened!!!

What am I going to do now?"

I tried to focus on my breathing, taking slow, deep breaths.

I tried to focus on the feeling of the floor beneath my feet, and the sounds around me.

I tried to name five things I could see, four things I could hear, three things I could feel, two things I could smell, and one thing I could taste.

I knew this was a mindfulness technique that could help bring me back to the present moment.

But it felt like my thoughts were too powerful to escape from.

DUSTFINGER is pregnant for you because of a mistakable moment...my mind kept whispering and it got me madder.

What am I going to tell Natalie? I haven't even thought about her. How would she feel?

I cheated on her! Oh my sweet angel.

I need to calm down and think. I need to calm down and speak to someone. I reached for my phone still naked and dialed Ollie's number.

"I'm in trouble Ollie, you need to come over to my house now!"

After one long and frustrating hour of waiting for my friend, he barged into my house.

"What happened?"

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We reached an agreement to go to her place, we drove in Ollie's car. I was angry and at the same time scared.

I don't want Natalie or my grandmother to get wind of this stupid news. I would be so dead.

"Are you sure she won't be razz as she used to be Ollie?"

"I don't know, we just have to try. We will have to talk about this."

We drove to her house in silence. As we pulled up, I could feel my heart racing. I took another deep breath and got out of the car.

I walked up to the front door and knocked. After a few moments, I heard footsteps coming and I prepared myself__ my mouth precisely.

I can't be caught off guard by her foul mouth.

An ugly girl with an ugly mouth. I sighed.

She opened the door and her face popped up.

She blinked twice, staring at me. I bet she didn't expect to see such a handsome man standing in front of her door.

Precisely coming from such an organized human being like me.

"Hey monkey!" She called.

Monkey?

I guess pregnancy hormones have started creeping into her. She has called me so many names but monkey__ she never called me that. I tried imagining what a monkey would look like.

"How can you call me monkey? That's disgusting!"

"A red monkey at that. What are you doing in my house?"

An ugly girl with a ugly mouth and a fucked up stature calls me A RED MONKEY!!!

How did I get to sleep with DUSTFINGER again?

Can anyone help me with an answer??