Built Overnight (Middleton Hotels 5)

“Oh my God, what

am I going to do?”

“You have options,” she replied. I could hear the derision in her voice.

“That’s not what I meant. I’m keeping my baby, but there’s just… It’s just… I don’t want to be my parents.”

“Things work out the way they do. Give it time.”

She went over what was going to happen over the next month or two along with methods to control the nausea. I stood and looked for my keys in my bag so I could get out of here as fast as I could. And that’s when I saw the stupid pills.

“Here, you can keep these since they work for shit.”

She took them and opened the pack, then looked up at me. “These are what you have been taking?”

“Yes, of course.”

She took the foiled pack out of the little case and flipped it over. She brought it close to her face looking harder at it. “You haven’t looked closely at the pack have you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Someone sealed these again. You are on your second week of placebos.” My eyes darted open. I snatched them from her hand and looked at them closely. How hadn’t I noticed that they were all the same color? I had to think back to the last set I picked up. It was hard to remember how long they were all the same. My former roommates were always sneaking in my room; they could have easily stolen my pack and did something with it.

“This will need to be reported.”

“I don’t think it was the pharmacy. My former roommates had been really bitchy with me lately and forced me to move out. I don’t understand their motives other than I don’t fit in with them, but it had to be them. I just thought about it. Veronica never takes her last week of placebos.”

“You should have this investigated. You could have been given other drugs at any time. In fact, I’m going to do a blood test today. Seriously, you should consider pressing harassment charges on them.”

“I will, but now I need to think about my baby.”

“That’s a good idea.” I grabbed my bag and slipped it over my shoulder.

“Take care, Denise. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate. Wait here, the nurse will be here to draw your blood.”

“Okay. Thank you,” I replied, taking my seat again. She walked out of the room for the nurse to come in and draw my blood. Thank goodness I wasn’t afraid of needles. I was already in a state of panic.

Seven minutes later, I was walking out. I had twenty minutes to make it to work, so I went with thoughts of Anthony and the baby we made together.

Unable to handle the news, I called off sick. It was my first time since I started, but they had understood since I’d been looking off for weeks.

As I drove back home, I passed by my old apartment. Filled with rage, I wanted to have a talk with those bitches and find out why they felt the need to bring me down to the lowest level possible.

I stormed up to the apartment and pounded on the door. It took only a few seconds for someone to come nervously to the door and open it like they thought it was the police. As soon as they opened it an inch, I slammed it open and let myself in. She fell back, then scurried to the sofa.

“Hello bitches, I’m back,” I cheerily shouted. The three of them were sitting on the sofa with the newest roommate. Another blonde twat, I thought to myself.

“What do you want, Denise?”

“Why? Why kick me out? Why destroy some of my things? Why ruin my birth control? What the fuck did I do to you?” I asked, practically shrieking in rage.

The head bitch, Veronica, gave a sinister smile before saying, “Ask your mother. If I’d known who you were before I let you move in I would have tossed you on the street.”

“What does my mother have to do with this?”

“She’s the slut who destroyed my parent’s marriage.” Oh shit. I remembered my mother sleeping with a married man and not giving a shit, but I had no idea.

“Why are you blaming me for her?”