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Chapter one- i'm not pregnant

AmaijaI walk out of my meeting feeling nauseous. This is the third time I’ve felt like this in a week. I feel my forehead to check for a fever, but it isn’t warm. I take two more steps before I sway to the side. I grab the glass wall beside me, steadying myself.“Are you alright, Ms. Klein?” Amy, my assistant, asks.“I’m fine, just a bit nauseous.”“Nauseous? Was it the food? Should I...” Amy sounded very concerned. I laugh.“I’ve been raised in Japanese food, my mother has an unhealthy obsession with the culture, so I doubt it’s that,” I reply.“If it were any other woman, I would think pregnancy was possible, but you’re so focused on launching this game I....”“Pregnant?” I pause.The word hits me like a bucket of ice-cold water. I close my eyes swallowing hard as I try to figure out the date of my last period. The last time w

Chapter 2- Telling the Parents

My Donor/Thorns

Amaija I roll out of bed the following day excited. Xoi is streaming today, so he’s getting ready to go to the apartment he rents downtown. He walks in the room dressed and kisses me on my cheek. “Goodbye, my heart.” He rubs my tummy. “And my little heart.”I smile as he leans in and kisses me on the lips, then pulls away. “Goodbye, have a great day at work,” I tell him. “Thank you, I will,” he winks at me and walks out of the room. Once he’s gone, I walk to the bathroom, pull my hair in a loose bun, wash my face and brush my teeth. I walk past the floor-length mirror and stop, my stomach is still flat, but it will be round in a couple of months. “I wonder what will it look like?” I say to myself. A brilliant idea comes to mind, so I run into the room, grab a pillow and stuff it under my t-shirt. I look at myself from all angles. “It suits you.” I jump and shriek, then stop when I see Jaden's face. I walk over to him and punch him. “Hey, no beating up, Oni Chan

Chapter 3- Bliss

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Two months later Amaija I sit by the fridge with a pile of food laid out before me. It’s after midnight. Xoi is streaming late, so he’ll probably sleep at his office tonight. I woke up starving; this little one keeps me on my toes. Thankfully, my morning sickness had now passed, but these nighttime hunger surges are in to replace it. “You’re a greedy one, aren’t you?”I scoop another chunk of ice cream in my mouth, savoring the taste. “My heart…”I jump at the sound of his voice; he’s talked to me about having these nighttime meals, but he’s not the one carrying his big head baby, and mama gotta eat. I turn my face to the side to hide, then scoop another spoon of ice cream and swallow it. Xoi laughs as he walks up to me. “Babe, we talked about this; the doctor doesn’t recommend it.” He says. "Babe, you do want our child to starve, do you? The little one wants ice cream,” I tell him. “

Chapter 4- I love her

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An hour later, we are walking through the mall downtown. Zara’s bought a couple of lingerie pieces and a teddy bear for the baby. She’s also purchased a couple of gender-neutral baby clothes that look too cute to pass up. A little exhausted and hungry, we stop at an ice cream stand to get two cones. "So, do you think Jaden will be happy if I showed up in a trench coat and lingerie?” she’s not yet done with her ‘Jaden questions.’ I sigh. “What if you show up and he has someone over?” I ask. She shrugs, “I would just leave.” “Wouldn’t it break your heart?” “No, I’m not in love with him... I’m just trying to see what that mouth does,” she replies. I groan. “That is my brother, so I don’t want to know that.” She laughs. “All of y’all are nasty, mom and dad, Brin, you, every single one of y’all.” She is still laughing as something, or someone catches my eyes. I tilt my head to the side, staring at the person who looks a

Chapter 5- When it Rains

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Amaija “Oni chan!” I whine. It’s been a week since I found out Xoi is a two-timing piece of shit. Since then, Jaden has discovered that the apartment he films in he, well I own it, he bought it with my money, signed my name on the mortgage, and lives there with his girlfriend of 5 years. I was the queen of idiots in this relationship, but the worse part of it is that I miss him. How do I miss someone who lied to me and used me? I feel the tears coming again, but I push them away. He’s not worth my tears. “Oni chan,” I call Jaden again. “Imoto?! Are you okay?” “Yeah, can you pass me the remote?” He frowns but grabs it. “Imoto, I have a lot of work to do,” he tells me. “Oni Chan, l need a hug,” He sighs and sits beside me on the couch, and pulls me into his comforting arms. He pulls away slowly. “We changed the locks on your apartment,”

Chapter 6- I want a baby

My Donor/Thorns

Amaija I’m lying on the couch in my apartment. It’s been a month since I moved back in, and all I do is go to work, come back and watch movies. My family has been bugging me to go out, but why would I need to? Everything can be delivered nowadays. Well, everything except a man, but I’m off those for the next few years. It’s Saturday, and I’m in my mid-Saturday routine of ice cream and N*****x. I chuckle at a joke on the tv when my doorbell starts ringing. Ugh. I know it’s someone from my annoying family. I know they mean well but trying to drag me out of the house every weekend is not helping. Ding Dong! Ding Dong! I turn up the tv; they will leave eventually. Ding Dong, Ding Dong! My phone starts ringing. I ignore it. It vibrates. It’s a text message from Brin, ugh, not her. Anyone but her, she and Federico just got engaged, and while I am happy for her. I can’t sho

Chapter 7- The Donor

My Donor/Thorns

Eriq I sit naked, my balls freezing as this man pays me to pose for him. How are we in the same profession, but he can pay someone while I can barely afford rent? “Higher, lift your leg higher,” Pavlo instructs me. “This is the highest it can go, Pavlo,” I tell him. He scowls, gets up and walks over to me then leans in. “Hey, hey, no touching,” I remind him. He smirks. “Having fantasies about me, Enrique.” “It’s Eriq, asshole; you’re the one paying me to look at my ass,” I glare at him. “True, your body is a work of art. Now spread it wider,” “This doesn’t feel right; I already feel a cold draft on my balls,” I tell him. “And what Magnifique balls they are,” Pavlo says. I want to punch him in his face, but I’m two months behind on rent, my paintings aren’t selling, and I don’t want to ask my parents for money again. So I clench my fist but follow his instructions. He nods, then re

Chapter 8- Telling Everyone

My Donor/Thorns

Amaija “Are you sure about this?” Brin asks. I nod as we scan through pages of information about sperm donation. Krystel emailed me a couple of days ago. It’s been two weeks since I’ve decided I wanted to have a baby. So far, I’ve only told Brin. “I’m positive, Brin; stop asking.” She sighs. “And what if you meet Mr. Right, but you’re pregnant by some stranger?” she prompts. “If he’s Mr. Right, he won’t care,” I respond. “What man wouldn’t... Frederico!” Brin calls her fiance, who pops his head out of the kitchen. “Si Belleza (yes beauty)” He comes in and kisses her long, passionate kiss. Why did I even come here? I should have told Zara we could wallow with ice cream and N*****x in our singleness. “Miele (honey), would you care if I was pregnant by another man when you met me?” “Of course not, Belleza. You are my soulmate. Even if you were pregnant, you were mine.” “ahh,” Brin says before they ki

Chapter 9- He's Real

My Donor/Thorns

Eriq I grab the painting and head for the door. I have to meet the buyer in ten minutes. I should have already been on my way, but I was up all night completing it, and I overslept. “F**k!” I grab it and dash out of the house as Glen walks up the stairs. “I don’t have time for the shit today, Glen; I told you no.” I walk past him down the stair to my car. I open the door of my beat-up old 98 Charger. It was my dad’s car until he gave it to me when I was sixteen. I was so proud of my car; I drove it everywhere until I got my bike. I still love it to this day, but I miss the rush that comes with riding my bike. I place the painting in the backseat as he walks up to me. “Come on; it’s easy money.” “For you, but I don’t want a bunch of kids running around with my DNA that I don’t know.” Having a kid is something special to me. I can't do it carelessly because I'm low on cash. “The likelihood of someone selecting you is low.

Chapter 10-We meet

My Donor/Thorns

AmaijaOne month ago “We’ve been looking for a month. I don’t know why you’re so picky with picking a donor when you aren’t that picky with who you sleep with.” Brin says. I roll my eyes as we pull into the parking lot of the latest bank.“I am making a human, not just getting myself off. I have to pick the perfect man,” I say.“There is no such thing as the perfect man,” Zara says as we all exit the car.“Trouble in booty call paradise?” I ask, amused since she’s been singing a different tune for the last couple of weeks.“Your brother is an asshole. Can you believe he wants to sleep with other women?”Zar says.“He’s my brother, so yeah, I can believe it. He’s a great son and an even better brother, but a good boyfriend he is not. You knew this when you went in, though.”I say.“I know, but I tho

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