Five days have finally passed and today is the day I get my test results. I cannot wait to find out what they say. I am slowly feeling normal again and beginning to move around better. I roll out of bed and reach for my mobile.

Morning babe, I’ll come and collect you at 11ish, then we can go for lunch after. X

I am surprised he remembered me today.

HI, that’s fine by me. Thank you

I will be happy to finally see someone. It is a huge bonus that someone just happens to be Warren. I keep thinking about him. I cannot get our night of passion out of my mind. Every time I am in the shower, I get all hot again. He took my shower sex virginity. He did things to me I have only ever dreamed of. I just don’t know what to do though. I need to place myself first.

At five this afternoon, I am off to visit a studio flat five minutes away from where I work, and hopefully, I will like it and can get the contract signed in the next few days. Then, I can get out of Megan’s hair. I am sure she does not want me hanging around all the time.

Megan is due back today. She stayed away longer to sort out stuff in order to protect Lucy. Unfortunately, she does not have many available options in which to choose. I just want her to marry Mark and be happy. That way the problem with Lucy would be fixed. Well, I think it might be, but I have not looked into it as much as Megan has.

I do not think Megan is the big wedding type like me though. After all this with Rich, I am definitely never getting married. I grab my favourite pink silk top and little vest top and slip them on. I add a pair of jeans and some dolly shoes. I decide to put my hair up in a loose bun. It will be the first time Warren has seen it up. I smile at the thought as I hear my mobile go off.

Jenny, let me know if you have it. Will you?

Ok I will do Rich even though it’s none of your FUCKING business anymore.

I am so annoyed with Rich. We have spoken about the house and other important items a couple of time. He is keeping the house, and Chad moved in with him two days ago. I told him I want my name removed from the mortgage and I plan to cancel the direct debits that are paying for items linking to the house. I emailed him all the codes he needs and contacted all the suppliers. He refuses to give me anything else from the house, not even a photo album that contains pictures of Lucy. I’m heartbroken over it. It’s sentimental to me, not him.

My neighbor Lori went past yesterday and said there was a skip outside the house. She told me what she saw inside it. He has thrown out all the little things I bought and asked him to return to me. I wish he had just given them back. That is my money he is throwing away. It is a joke and not a funny one at that.

I stand there getting angrier the more I think about my belongings inside the skip when my mobile signals a text.

I’m here, sorry I’m early. I’ll wait in the car till you’re ready. W

I smile, grab my bag and jacket and head out of the house. It is the quickest I have moved in days. I lock the door and head to the car just as the heavens start to open. Warren gets out of the car to open the door for me. I wonder how long he keeps that up.

I watch him run around the car to the driver’s side. He has such a fit body. He is wearing a black shirt and those same jeans again, very smart and casual. I like it. I like it a lot.

“Hi, babe. Trust the rain to start now.”

“Hi, I was always told to love the rain.” I laugh.

Warren pulls out of the driveway, swings the car around and starts heading towards the hospital.

“Everything will be fine today,” he states.

“I hope so,” I add.

The journey does not seem to take as long this time. He is eager to get it all over and done with just like me. I am sure he has been driving over the speed limit. Naughty Warren. When we arrive at the hospital, we park in the same space as last time.

“Now, no throwing up this time.” He laughs.

“I will try not to.” I add.

We head straight up to the ward, standing side by side the entire way. We stand in line at the reception desk waiting for our envelopes.

“Please take this down to Room 4,” the bold man says to me, giving me the envelope. I head down the only corridor and take a deep breath as I knock on the door.

“Hello,” the tall lady says. “I’m Olive.”

“Nice to meet you,” I state, trying to seem polite.

“Let’s open this, shall we?” She asks.

“Yes, please,” I reply.

She opens it and reads it to herself then nods.

“And…” I add, being all impatient.

“You have the all clear. You have nothing at all,” she informs me.

I jump from my seat and head over to her, giving her a massive hug. “Thank you so much.”

“You’re very welcome. Now, please take a seat.” I sit down. Here we go. The safe sex talk.

“We need to do a small blood test. Some of your levels are not right. It will take about five minutes, and we will have the results back straight away.”

I nod, unable to speak. Olive is very quick and gets on, not making me hang around.

“Miss Wright.” She pauses. “I have some news for you.”

“What?” I ask, shaking like a leaf. I suddenly feel sick to my stomach.

“You’re pregnant.”

“What?” I pause. “That can’t be right.”

Olive gets up and shows me the test.  She is right. I sit there crying uncontrollably. Why? Why now? Why me? Oh, my life is screwed.

I calm myself and head out to find Warren.

“All clear,” he says as he walks towards me.

“Me too,” I reply.

“Let’s go to lunch,” he states.

“I don’t know. I have an appointment at five to view a studio flat.”

“We can do lunch, and then I will go with you to view it.” He pauses. “You are not staying in some grotty run down shit hole.”

I laugh. “Thank you.”