One Careless Night

Lisa

A thousand giggles and a million glasses of Scottish spirits later, I was a little light headed.

I took a quick shower and tried the clothes Damon had left for me. The hem of the shirt swung past my mid-thigh so I didn't see the need to wear the shorts he'd left. From the smell of the cologne, I could tell they belonged to him and I wasn't sure how I felt about it.

There was an undeniable sexual tension between us but I shut my mind off it and wrapped my hair in a messy bun.

I could hear the buzzing sound of a phone which I assumed was Damon’s but I wasn't quite sure were the sound was coming from. My legs carry me closer to the room the phone's buzzing from. I noticed that the door is slightly open so I walked but regret it immediately.

Damon's freshly out of the showers with his back to me so probably doesn't know I'm shamelessly raking my eyes across his naked body taking in every detail. Don't judge me.He had the body of a damn greek god, if it were you, you'd do the same.

He turned around and took in a sharp breath so quickly that I forgot how to breathe out and choke myself.

“Are you okay?” He asked approaching me with nothing but his life threatening briefs on. I tried to tell him to stay away from me but my mouth was numb. I suddenly didn't want to be in the same room with him, especially not ALONE.

But Damon stopped me and pulled me in with a kiss. I kissed him back fiercely and released all the pent up sexual tension. Things escalated quickly and before I knew it, we were in his bed. How did we even get here?

As if he could read my mind he said, “If you ask me to stop, I will.” But did I want him to stop? Hell no. I wanted to live a little, just for one night.

Eventually, when we cuddled in the sheets after having sex and Damon whispered in my ear, “You're perfect.”

Two simple words but they meant everything to me. At that moment, I felt whole. We had a little chat before I drifted off to sleep. I dreamt about what it would be like to wake up next to Damon the next morning. It'll probably be the best day of my life.

If only I had known how wrong I'd been.

When I woke up, I noticed he was still fast asleep. The room was still dark and unfamiliar because the sun was yet to rise but the warmth of his body next to mine was more than enough to warn me. He wasn't my first. I'd been with many men before now but I'd never felt this much content and peace around any of them.

Propping myself up on one elbow, I traced the line of his jaw gently, captivated by the soft rise and fall of his chest. Even in his sleep, he still had a frown on his face. I was here with him. Just me and him. I smiled at the thought of it.

We had been intimate last night but I was still uncertain of what the next steps would be. We were both single so nothing was really in the way.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp change in the air. Something seems odd. I couldn't put my finger on it but I knew something was off. My eyes travelled back to Damon's face and my eyes met his.

He stirred lazily and I smiled at the view.

“I thought you'd be an early riser?” I asked

“Good morning to you too” he said, ignoring my question. His voice was raspy, still laced with sleep.

“Good morning,” I replied, brushing some of the hair away from his forehead and planting a soft kiss there. His hand reached for mine and we just lay there, wordlessly.

Were we a couple? Because it was really starting to feel like we were.

Without warning, Damon pulled away and sat up. He seemed distant. Something was wrong. I could sense it.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Uhm, yeah. I , uh” his voice trailed off as he tried to clear his throat.

“What’s going on?” I asked, his sudden change was starting to get to me.

Hebrushed his hand through his hair, holding his head between his arms. With his back turned to me, he said “You should go.”

“What?” No. He didn't mean that.

“Lisa, I'm sorry about yesterday. It was a mistake. I think it’s best if we just put it behind us and move on with our desperate lives.”

My heart was pounding faster than I could control. Everything was happening at once.

“Hold on a second. What did you just say? Forget…what are you talking about? No way. You can’t be serious.”

“I am dead serious.” His tone was sharp this time and his expression was unreadable.

“Don't ask like you don't know what that was a mistake. We're adults. It was a one-night stand. Nothing more.”

His words hit me like a ton of dry bricks. I tried to hold my chest with my hand, struggling to breath. Not Damon. Not him.

“I thought we had something. I thought we had some sort of connection. You brought me home the other night…The way you look at me…No. It can't be.” The rawness of my emotions had sunk deep into my voice.

I tried to open my mouth to talk but I couldn't even come up with the words. My head was spinning.

He let out a long breath and stopped pacing. But he still didn't look at me.

“I never made any promises, Lisa. I was only being nice to you.”

The tears were threatening to fall but I drew them back in. Not here. Not in front of him.

“Don't you dare lie to me.” I screamed. “There was something. I felt it. I know you felt it too so don't lie to me!”

“Your ride has arrived” he said as he stalked out of the room.

When I got into the car, I couldn't hold it in anymore. I burst out into tears. I wanted to scream. I wanted to make him scream. I wanted to fight back and hurt him like he had hurt me. And I swore to myself that I would break his heart into a million pieces before I blanked out.

“Ma’am. Ma’am, can you hear me?”

I could hear the voices but they seemed so distant. I wanted to open my eyes but I felt so tired. And there was a very strange feeling in my stomach that wasn't there before. I felt like I wanted to puke.

A few hours later, I opened my eyes and noticed that I was surrounded with white walls. I was at a hospital. How? Why?

A man in a ward coat approached me with a small smile on his face.

“Hello, Ma’am. We're glad to have you back. You passed out for a moment. How do you feel?”

“Better. ” I muttered.

“Good.”

“How long was I unconscious for?”

“A few days. You weren't completely gone. You would regain consciousness for some time before blanking out again. But you're fine now. Your system just needed some rest. You must have experienced severe shock that caused your body to shut down. But thankfully you and the baby are perfectly fine.”

“Baby? What baby?”

“Oh, I thought you knew. You are pregnant. We were worried that you would lose the baby from the shock but you survived.”

Suddenly, time stopped.

Pregnant.

How could this be happening?

How was I supposed to raise a child while working to pay for my father's heavy medical bills?

I was back to square one.

The tears started to fall freely, one drop after the other. Each drop was a salty mixture of pain, confusion, loneliness, regret, and anger.

What was I supposed to do now? So many questions but I had no answers.