F.M.L

I found out who I slept with the other day. It was my ex. I'm still trying to move on. I laid on my bed. Crying into a pillow. I drank 23 shots. If I drink 9 or more I'm completely wasted. I drank all type of liquor. I was depressed I just broke up with the love of my life. My phone buzzed. Freakin calendar appointment. I opened it. One word. One word can ruin your life all over again. It said Period. Oh shit am I late? I cried harder. Oh God I can't be pregnant! With my exe's kid! Sam and I used condoms. SHIT! There's only one option to do. I dialed his number.
Soda: Hello?
It sounded like he was crying. For feeling like a man whore. But he doesn't have to go through hell.
Me: Hi it's Sandy.
Soda: H-hi.
Me: We might have a problem.
Soda: What is it?
Me: Uhm did you sleep with me last week? Because Steve told me I had a I'm A Single Bitch Party. I was beyond wasted. Guys did body shots off me. I drank 23 shots, a whole bottle of champane. and 13 bottles of beer.
He made crying sounds. It was last week for God's sake.
Soda: Ya.
I cried so hard.
Me: Did you use protection?
Soda: No.
I cried harder.
Soda: Did you miss your uhm period?
Me: Yes. It is freakin 5 days late!
Soda: Shit I'm fucked. I knocked up 2 fuckin girls.
Me: Why are you making this about you?! Have you thought about I have a 2 year old, I'm battling bulimia, and I don't have a boyfriend. I can't go through another pregnancy.
Soda: Can you come over?
Me: Ya.
I took a shower. I put on jeans and a cardigan. I ran over to the pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test. I drove over to his house. Feeling like the biggest slut in the world. He answered the door looking like a fuckin mess. I walked in. He noticed the pregnancy test. I just got offered a ballet teacher job. And a gymnastics teacher job. Can't do that knocked up.
Me: Why did you sleep with me?
Soda: I thought you were my-my wife. I had a lot to drink and you were really hot.
He cried.
Me: Have you thought about the consequences for me? I got offered a high paid jobs. A ballet teacher and a gymnastics teacher. I'm just barely surriving raising me and Danielle. I had help from my grandparents. You think Bob wanted to help raise her? NO!
Soda: Please just take the test.
I went to the bathroom and took the three tests in the box. I waited three minutes which seemed like a decade. Soda came in. On all three tests it read one word that made us both cry. PREGNANT. I found a Greaser that I actually liked. He will remain nameless. It's not Soda!
Me: How am I supposed to raise 2 kids?
I blubbered. My dad was right I'm a slut who couldn't keep her legs closed. He didn't answer he just cried. Now he was 2 kids on the way.
Me: I'm making an appointment with the doctor to legit find out if I'm pregnant. I'm not trusting a pee-test.
We drove to the doctor. I laid down on the chair while he applied the goo-shit. He felt around for the baby's heart beat.
Doctor Winston: Aha there it is. Congratulations you're having a baby.
We drove home in tears. I have a school girl crush on his best friend. Who is single. I went home and cried I held Danielle against my chest. One thought ran through my mind FUCK MY LIFE I'M A SLUT NOW HE WILL NEVER WANT TO BE WITH ME. And I know he thinks I'm hot. He wouldn't want a slut.
:'( Sandy The Slut