Unique's POV
I woke up early in the morning, he is still asleep so I slipped out as quietly as I can because I heard him say something about having problems in his relationship, so I figured he is not single just having a hard time. He needed the destruction, so did I.
I went home feeling sore, dawn was he good.
just thinking about what he did to me get me horny. it's as if he knew my body better than me.
Eren's POV.
I woke up expecting her to still be in bed. They always were, my one-night stands. They were always expecting something from me. A relationship maybe, as if they didn't get the memo that it was just sex. so, you can imagine my surprise when I woke up to an empty room.
My maid servant said she run out as quickly as she can, as if something was after her.
What's wrong with her? Or is it me?
Was I that bad that she felt the need to run?
"I want to find her" I said quietly to myself.
'Funny thing though, I always want my one-night stands to leave quick and quietly but my first time encountering someone who did leave quietly, I actually want to find her'. I thought shaking my head in disbelief.
I still want to find her though, but the only thing I know about her is her first name "Unique", it suits her. I thought.
Unique's POV.
3 months later
After that night I went back to my life, back to being a good girl. There were still times I would think about that night, but that was all it was, memories from a long time ago.
I took a break from relationships, break from work, I cut myself off from the world just taking time to heal. I didn't want to be stuck in the past anymore because what was done was done and there was nothing, I could do to change it, so I just wanted to I just took 3 months to focus on myself, to heal from everything I've been dealt with, every blow l received. taking just those three months to heal.
Still in the process of healing I realized I haven't bled for 3 months normally my menstruation wasn't very regular but 3 months too long to not bleed. I started to panic. l knew I had every right to panic; I didn't even have to check if I was pregnant. I knew I was, and that's what made everything scary.
I called all my friends together and told the news. Nobody asked me to even go for a checkup. We knew what it was, we didn't need confirmation, I still made an appointment, I needed to know my baby was okay.
Throughout this ordeal, I did I think of aborting the baby.
My friends were shocked to hear the news abort the baby. no one asked if I would abort it. They promised to be there for me. I said nothing more and excused myself.
"I can't be a mom" I said out loud
"How can I take care of a fatherless child? "How am I going to survive? "how are we going to survive?"
"I need to get rid of this child"
"If I have this child, we will both suffer"
"I can't do that to it" I kept saying
"I have to do right by me" I said
"But who will do right by this child?" the question suddenly popped in my mind.
The father doesn't know about it and I'm going to keep it like that since he is in a relationship, probably married already.
Being a mother is going to be hard, but I'm going to do what I can, I'm going to keep this angel.