When we are in my room in the afternoon after I see Nik off, I decide to bring it up.
“What do you think about going on birth control?” I ask her.
She freezes at my words. “Why?” she asks cautiously.
“I think we both know we are both in this for the long haul and I would love to feel you bare,” I tell her honestly.
“I don’t know if I can get birth control right now,” she says, and steps away from the bed to pace the room.
Shit, does she have some sort of medical condition that I don’t know about?
“Why’s that babe?” I ask.
“Well, you see the thing is… shit… this is a lot harder than I thought it was going to be,” she trails off, looking panicked.
“Is there something you aren’t telling me?” I sit up straight, looking at her in the eyes.
What is she hiding from me?
“Okay here it is. I can’t use birth control because I am already pregnant. I have an appointment tomorrow morning with the doctor,” she whispers.
I go still at her words. I couldn’t have heard her correctly.
“What do you mean, you are already pregnant? Have you been fucking around on me? I know for a fact you were a virgin with the blood on the condom when the first time I took you happened,” I say slowly. Dread fills me. Has she been playing me this whole time?
She narrows her eyes at me, and anger is filling her features. “No, I haven’t been fucking anyone else, why the fuck would you think that?”
“Well, we have been using fucking condoms for the whole time. Of course, I would think that you were fucking someone else. We have been protected,” I spit out angrily, standing up.
I walk closer to her, but she holds up her hand pausing me to get closer.
“I can’t believe you would actually think that. The only person I have been fucking is you,” she snaps.
“You’re fucking lying. I obviously don’t know you that well. Since I took your cherry for the first time, you probably jumped on any other brother’s cock that comes your way. You probably are fucking someone while I’m at work or doing club shit,” I growl out.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” she gasps in rage.
“Well, who the fuck is it?” I snap.
“I can’t even fucking talk to you right now. Talk to me when you want to be a mature adult about this. Think about the fact that you already have another woman pregnant while using your precious condoms. I should be asking you since you were such a well-stocked supplier. We haven’t had to buy any since your stash is so big,” she says before stomping out of the room.
“FUCK!” I curse and throw the nearest object I can find against the wall.
This can’t be fucking happening.
I don’t realise how loud I’m letting my anger out until my father steps into the room.
“What’s going on, son?” he asks calmly.
“Lily said she was pregnant,” I tell him.
He raises an eyebrow at me. “Well, you have some pretty strong fucking swimmers then son. Knocking up two women at once.”
“Am I supposed to believe that baby is fucking mine?” I ask in anger.
“You saying you think Lily was stepping out on you?” he asks evenly.
I nod my head. “Well, how else do you expect this to happen. We were protected,” I spit out and go to yank the drawer open that is stocked full of condoms.