《His Baby-momma》Chapter 4
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It was hot. I could feel the sun rays on my closed eyelids. Even though my eyes weren't open, I felt a strong headache come crashing as soon as I came to.
I opened my eyes and saw that I was in a dark room. I started to panic, trying to remember what I was doing there.
I looked at the bed and saw that it was empty but there was a body print there, showing that someone was there.
I saw that my body was only covered with a bed sheet and I instantly started praying that I wasn't in my birthday suit.
Lifting up the sheets, my prayers weren't answered because I was as naked as the day I was born.
I saw blood staining the white sheets and I just collapsed on the bed.
I didn't know whether to cry or scream. My emotions felt so all over the place.
How could I be so careless? And why can't I remember anything? I didn't know that I was crying till I sniffled and felt a burning sensation in my throat.
Who knows what type of person took my pride. It could've been a pedophile or a rapist. What if he was some abusive drunkard that came here for a drink and was looking for someone to have his way with and there I was.
Drunk and an easy lay.
I'm full on sobbing by now. And what would my mom do if she finds out?
I looked around for a clock or something that would tell me what time it is. I found a clock on the left side of the door and saw that it's nine.
Deciding that I've been here for too long. I quickly slid my legs down the bed and I immediately regretted it because there was immense pain between my legs.
Which led me to crumble down on the floor. I looked around and saw a door near the bedside and I hoped that it was the toilet. I put my hands on the bed for support and lifted myself up, immediately sitting as I got up.
I took the sheet that was on the bed and wrapped it around my body, just incase that wasn't the toilet and someone was there.
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After walking at a snail's pace I finally got to the door and I turned the knob. Grateful that it was a bathroom and that no one was inside.
I tried to power walk to the bathtub, but I'm sure I looked like a penguin. I got to the tub and turned on the hot water and put in that restrainer that stops the water from draining.
I looked around for maybe shower gel or any type of soap or body wash.
I found a floral scented body wash that was nearly finished and kept it on the side.
When the tub was nearly full, I turned off the tap and got in after dropping the sheet that was covering my body.
I sat in the hot water for about ten minutes before draining the water that was starting to look pinkish.
After draining the water. I stood and turned on the shower. As the hot water fell on me I took the body wash and just rubbed it on my body using my hands, not trusting the loofah that was in sight.
By now my tears had dried up. And I tried to keep the thoughts of what had occured away. Not wanting to start another sob episode here.
After my quick shower I spotted a clean towel on the rack and used it to wipe my body.
Getting out of the bathroom, I saw my dress and undergarments on a chair near the bed and decided to only put my dress on. Picking up my shoes and undergarments, I folded them into a tiny bundle and put it in my heel to hide it.
I can't believe that I, Elena Parke, am doing the walk of shame today, oh goodness.
I walk out, feeling way better than I did when I got up at first. Because the pain in-between my legs was kinda gone.
I realised that the room I was in was at the end of the hall and the only way out was straight down. So I walked till I got to the end of the hall and saw a staircase leading down.
As I got down the last stair, my eyes started roaming around looking for the table that JoJo had dragged us to last night, hoping that my bag was still here or else I'd be trekking home and I didn't even know where this place was.
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I spotted my bag on a table near the dance floor and I quickly approached the table, taking my bag. I spotted the exit and I quickly left the club.
Hailing a cab, I got in and told him my address.
All I did on the way to my house was think about what happened. What if the person that slept with me had some STD and he ended up transmitting it to me. I'll now have to see a doctor about this.
I started crying again. The driver pulled over at my place and I paid and got out.
I fished for my keys and opened the door. Soon as I got in I slammed the door and fell on the floor and started sobbing all over again.
My throat was burning and my heart was constricting.
I wiped my tears and tried to calm myself down. Making my way to my room, I enter my bathroom and brush my teeth. After brushing I have another shower.
I get into my jammies, which consist of shorts and a vest. I dispose the dress I wore to the club along with the shoes and undergarments, not liking the memories that they make me recall.
I get into bed and decide to sleep so I don't over cry and end up looking like a zombie tomorrow at work.
As I'm about to lie down, my phone rings.
I look at the edge of my bed where my bag was with my phone inside. I reach out and take my phone. On answering I hear Abby's voice.
"El, you alright? I been tryna reach you since last night and you answer now. Did something happen? And are you home?" She bombarded me at once.
"I'm sorry Abby. I didn't get a chance to look at my phone and yes I'm home." My voice sounded coarse, very coarse in fact.
"Okay, can you come open up, because Jo and I are currently outside."
I got up and opened the door. Jojo was the first to push past Abby so she could hug me.
You didn't even get a name?" Asked Jojo.
I just shook my head, too ashamed to look up after telling them what happened to me.
A tear fell on my blanket and I quickly wiped it, hoping that neither Jojo or Abby saw it. But I'm thinking Abby did, because she pulled me into an embrace.
"I don't know why I had to be so stupid. I-I-I.. I didn't even ask for his name, he could've been a disgusting old man that had STDs f-for all I know and..." I cried, a snob breaking me off.
"It's okay hunbun. How could you have known that something like that would happen. But I'm sure that there was something special about him that let you get so far with him." Abby cooed at me.
"His eyes." I sniffed
"His eyes?" Jojo asked
"Yah, they were very beautiful. It was a grayish black that almost looked silver." I said recalling the only thing that seemed fresh about yesterday.
"Wow, I don't know how that info is gonna help us but maybe it will. And thank the heavens you found your bag, we'd left it there for you just in case you were still at the club and needed a ride home, and you did." Abby said sighing
I started crying again. "Its all my fault. N-now I just have to sleep it off, because what's done is done and I just wanna sleep and forget it for a bit and hopefully tomorrow I'll be looking fresh for work." I sniffed, trying to smile.
"We can stay back if you want." Jojo jumped in whilst throwing a questioning look at Abby.
"Yah, you know what. You go to sleep and we'll be here when you wake up." Abby reassured me
I nodded my head, lying down and pulling the sheets up.
As soon as my head hit the pillow I blacked out because of how exhausted I was from all the crying I did.
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