REJECTED TWICE

I was sated and thoroughly fucked.

I could not stop the stupid grin on my face from spreading till my cheeks hurt.

“Speechless?” The man beside me muttered, wrapping one hand around my waist.

“Stunned” I responded, snuggling in closer.

“Good.” He said, kissing me on the forehead.

He was different…

The first time had been very gentle, almost like I was some wounded bird he did not want to hurt and do not get me wrong, I enjoyed gentle.

But this? It was mind blowing and earth shattering that it took a while for me to catch my breath.

“I want to go on to call you kitten but I think I should know your name at least” He said.

I stilled against him, my worst fears coming true.

What was his deal with my name and why was he asking for it again.

“Skylar” I muttered, rising to gaze at him dead in the eye.

“My name is Skylar Wolfbane” I said again.

His eyes darkened.

It was a repetition of what had happened before with a slight difference. Earlier he had been agitated and said over and over again what a mistake this had been but right now, he looked downright frightening.

“Fucking whore” He snapped, rising to his feet.

“Do not call me a…”

“Did your father send you to do this? Act all innocent and seduce me? I should have known with that freaking attitude you put up before” He reached for his pants while I watched, unable to comprehend what I was hearing.

“What is your deal with my father?” I asked.

“Bold of you to ask this” He grunted, buttoning his shirt with a flourish.

I rose on the bed at the same moment he turned to me, his eyes flashing with anger.

“One word out of you, I will throttle you” He threatened.

“Fuck you” I spat.

His lips stretched into a sardonic smile; it hurt to even look at him

“Already did that, kitten” He spat right back.

He grabbed his suit jacket, his hand touching the door knob before he stopped.

“If this gets out…”

“You mean if the news that we fucked not once but…”

“Whatever but if I hear a whisper of this outside these doors, Skylar… I will kill you” 

I believed him… I believed he was capable of snapping my neck with one flick of his wrist.

He maintained his glare for a second before he turned the door knob and slipped out… just like before but this time taking my self esteem with him.

…

“You look terrible” My sister, Freya said glancing at me.

I felt terrible.

It has been exactly one month since the party but I had been unable to get into my life and forget everything that happened.

I woke up every morning with a sense of loss but right now I felt sick.

“What is wrong with you?” My sister asked again.

“It is not like you care about me, Freya so get off my case” I muttered in irritation.

“You are right, I do not care but I will be damned if you trail after me with such sullen expression on your face” She glared, walking faster.

We were at the shopping mall together with my mother. It was the last place I wanted to be but I had to come along so she could parade my sister and talk about how much she wanted me to be like her.

My stomach turned and my face twisted in agony and I made a mental note to visit the doctor if this sickness persisted.

My mouth tasted salty and suddenly felt the sudden urge to throw up and so I located a restroom quickly before upending the content of my belly into the toilet.

I turned around, catching my sister watching me with a glint in her eyes.

“What do you want? Are you done stocking up on clothes?” I asked

“You have been totally out of sorts since the party” She commented. “And I noticed you haven’t seen your period for last month” She said.

“What are you? My calender?” I brushed past her, my face numb.

She was right except for one thing, my period had been missing for two months now.

We walked back out together but she said nothing more which I considered strange.

Our ride home was also silent.

I immediately excused myself, climbing up the stairs and to my room which I bolted securely.

I did not know if I dozed off but there was a loud pounding on my door which jolted me awake.

I opened it to the stern face of my father, the shocked expression of my mother and a satisfied smug on my sister’s face.

“What is going on?” I asked.

“Come on out” my father snapped at me.

I stepped out of the room come face to face with the family doctor. 

“Test her” My father grunted.

“Test me for what?” I asked not expecting any response.

The man led me away into the medical room in our home.

“You should all wait outside” He told my parents.

My father shook his head in disagreement, staring at me with disgust.

“We will wait here” He countered.

The doctor nodded in resignation and gave me a pregnancy test strip which he asked me to pee on.

My hands shook as I accepted the long stick from him.

“Do it here!” My father commanded.

I let out a sob, dropping my skirt and kneeling to the ground.

He kept watching me while I peed on the stick, the humiliation of it all washing over me.

The doctor accepted the stick from me and I stood on the sidelines, my breath escaping in short pants while he did his thing.

Minutes later that felt more like centuries, he turned around.

“Well?” My father prodded 

“She is pregnant” He announced.

My heart sank to my belly at the implication of his words.

“Fucking whore” My father screamed while my mother’s voice rose in alarm.

My eyes filled with tears and my lips trembled but I said nothing.

“Who is the father of the bastard you are carrying?” He asked.

“I…”

“Speak up, Slut” 

“I cannot say because I do not know” I muttered.

He scoffed at this.

“You do not know whom you spread your legs for?” His crude words grated my ears. “I might as well have birthed a freaking prostitute and maybe pimped you to the highest bidder”

“Richard” My mother started.

“Do not speak for her, woman!” He shunned her immediately

It wasn’t that I did not want to say right away but that I did not even know his name. How could I explain to my father that I had fucked a man twice and did not know his name and even worse, I had been crudely rejected by him.

“You will leave my house, Skylar and you will not be known as a Wolfbane from this day onwards”

“Dad-” Freya interrupted.

“Not another word, Freya. I bless God you are nothing like this whore” He stopped her.

“Get out!” He raved, rising to his feet

My legs moved, turning around and running, straight to my room with the tears blinding me.