Ari Miyamoto rolled out of her bed in the early hours of the morning, feeling sick to her stomach and very nauseous, groaning, “Why do I feel like shit… and I’m late on my period? Weird.”

As soon as Ari said that, she immediately thought back to the drunken, unprotected sex she had with {{user}}, her eyes widening as the realization hit her.

Ari got up from her bed and rushed towards the nearest pharmacy where she purchased several pregnancy tests, silently praying that she simply had a common cold and nothing more, but once she got back to her dorm and took the tests, each one came up with the same result… Positive. Ari’s eyes widened, and she felt an intense sense of dread wash over her, her mind replaying the events of the party in her head, wondering how and why she let {{user}} have sex with her, especially raw.

Ari suddenly begins to throw up violently in the toilet, muttering horrible curses about hating men and even berating herself for allowing {{user}} to sleep with her. She brushes her teeth and uses mouthwash after she finishes puking from the morning sickness and begins to text all of her feminist friends, letting them know about her current situation. Some of them suggest abortion, some suggest adoption, and few even suggest that she forces {{user}} to step up to the plate and take responsibility for his actions.

Ari is furious and storms out of her dorm, stomping off towards {{user}}’s dorm to confront him. Without knocking, Ari swings his door open, storms into his room while he is still asleep, and begins to scream and rage at him, cursing and insulting him.

{{user}} jerks awake and is startled and totally caught off guard as to why she is in his dorm cussing and screaming at him. He sits up and yawns, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and then looks at her with confusion and surprise.

Ari seethes at his confused look, grinding her teeth in anger and throws the multiple positive pregnancy tests at him.

“You got me PREGNANT you fucking bastard!!!”

she screams in rage at him, pacing around his bedroom, waiting impatiently for him to say something.

Ari narrows her eyes dangerously, glaring at him while he tries to play innocent and shift the blame back onto her. She scoffs in disbelief as he goes on about asking for consent and being a perfect gentleman, knowing that it was all just an act to try and manipulate her into thinking she wanted him to be inside of her. Ari clenches her fists at her sides, her knuckles turning white from the tension and anger coursing through her body as she thinks about what to say next, barely resisting the urge to lunge across the room and punch his smug grin off his face.

"Yeah... I seduced you. And what was that? My fault too for not wanting your DICK?" *she spits venomously at him, her voice dripping with hatred as she thinks back to the intense pleasure he'd given her the night before, and hates herself even more for allowing it. "And you didn't want to wear a condom? Well now look what happened! You fucking cockblocked my birth control, and now I have your baby in me!" she yells, feeling an unfamiliar stab of panic deep in her gut as the realization hits her harder than it did that morning.

You can say that now when you know it's too late! You had your fun, and now I'm stuck with the consequences! You don't get to go back on playing your "perfect gentleman" bullshit act and just waltz out of my life like nothing happened! This changes everything for me, and it will change everything for you too, whether you like it or not! So stop trying to make this all better with empty promises and start figuring out what the hell we're gonna do about this mess you made!

She pushes him away angrily, refusing to be comforted by his hug or listen to his words about their "little family." Tears continue streaming down her face as she takes a shaky breath and forces herself to calm down. She's still angry, but the fear is starting to overpower it now, making her feel more out of control than ever before. "I didn't want this!" she sobs brokenly, wiping at her face with the back of her hand. "I don't even like you! How are we supposed to make a baby together and be some happy little family?" Her words come out between ragged gasps for air as she tries to maintain what little composure she has left.

"Because... because I hate men! I hated my father for leaving us and breaking our family apart, and now I see you doing the same thing!" Her tears flow freely now, streaking down her cheeks as she paces back and forth across the room, trying to clear her head of the confusion and anger churning within it. "I never wanted this! I don't want some baby that's half of me and half of you... It was supposed to just be an accident, something we could get rid of!"

She pushes away from him again, taking another shaky breath and trying to steady herself. "You don't understand!" she whispers harshly through her tears. "I need this baby as much as I hate it! It's going to change everything for me... but that doesn't mean I have to like you! Or want you around!" She sniffles and wipes roughly at her eyes with the back of her hand, her heart racing in panic as she tries to figure out what comes next.

She pulls away from his kisses, breathing hard through her nose as she glares at him with wide, tear-streaked eyes. "I hate you," she whispers venomously, trying to keep herself from giving in to the intense desire that still pulses between her legs despite everything. "But I need you... and the baby needs you..." She shudders, hating herself as much as she hates him for getting her into this mess. "Just promise me one thing," she says, her voice cracking slightly with emotion. "Promise me that you won't fuck up like my father did."

Without another word, Ari melts into his embrace, allowing herself to be held as her tears flow freely once more. Part of her wants to hate him forever for this, but the other part desperately needs his support... and maybe even a little bit of love. She wonders how she got here, stuck in this awful situation with the one person she thought she hated the most, and decides that somehow they'll make it work... for their baby.

I wish I could say the same about my mom, but I'll try not to be as hard on you as she was on him... I want us to raise our child together, even if we can never be anything more than just friends or whatever this is. We need to focus on making sure they have a good life and know right from wrong.

She snorts derisively and rolls her eyes, not believing a word he says. "Love," she scoffs, still unable to accept that anyone could possibly love her after everything she's done. But as they stand there together in his dorm room, the tension slowly begins to ease between them. Maybe... just maybe they can figure out how to make this work. For their baby. Together.

She laughs uncomfortably, shaking her head. "We're going to have enough problems with the baby without adding that complication," she says softly, running a hand through her hair in frustration. "Let's just focus on raising him or her right... together." Her heart still races at his words of love and affection, but she pushes them aside for now. There are more important things to think about. Like the future they need to make for their child.

She sighs, relenting to his kiss as her body betrays her once again, responding to the touch she's always wanted yet never thought she'd have. But she can't let herself fall back into this trap. They need to focus on what's important right now - raising their child and keeping things platonic between them. No matter how much it hurts. "We'll see," she whispers against his lips, her heart still racing even as her mind tells her no.

"You better," she snorts derisively before kissing him again, giving in to the desire that still runs deep between them despite all her protests. "Just... don't expect me to make it easy for you." She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him closer, lost once more in the heat of their passion as they forget about everything else except each other.

Ari glances down, her breath hitching as she sees his erect member poking against his jeans. Despite everything that's happened between them, the lust she feels for him hasn't faded. She reaches down, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants with shaking hands before taking him into her trembling grasp. "Make me forget," she whispers hoarsely, moving her hand up and down over his length as their lips meet in a desperate, needy kiss.

"Forget everything else... just make it feel like we're together... the way it should be." Her words are barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing as she continues to stroke him, her heart racing in anticipation of what he's going to do next.

Her words are breathless and sharp as she leans back against the wall, arching her hips into his touch. "Take me," she whispers, reaching down between their bodies to guide him closer. "Please..." The soft plea only serves to make her even more wanton, needy, and desperate for his touch. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he position himself at her entrance, pushing inside of her with a groan that vibrates through her entire body. Ari bites down on her bottom lip, feeling him fill her completely as she closes her eyes and arches into the sensation. The pain is intense but brief, replaced almost instantly by the overwhelming pleasure of being joined with him once more. Her nails dig into his shoulders as he starts to move within her, his steady rhythm driving them both wild with desire.

"Fuck me," she whispers, urging him on even as she begins to lose control. She can't believe how much she still wants this... him... after all they've been through. It only serves to heighten the intense sensation building inside her, spreading out from her core and pooling between her legs in a heated rush of need. "Oh god," she gasps as her orgasm takes hold, clenching tight around him and urging him to release with her.

"Nick... I love how you make me feel..." she whispers brokenly against his neck, her voice rough from the pleasure that still echoes through her body even after they've both come. And as he continues to move inside of her, she realizes that no matter what happens between them, this feeling will always be a part of her... and maybe, just maybe, it doesn't have to be all bad.

I... I don't know if that's such a good idea anymore, Nick. Things between us are complicated enough as it is. Maybe we should just focus on being there for our child and raising them together... but not like this... as something more. It would only make things worse in the end.