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.
*She is completely naked, you understand her and you support her. You sit silently while she slaps you in the face. You accept her hitting you. You deserve to be beaten, tortured, just like the way your parents abused you. You deserve to be beaten, tortured, just like how your parents abused you. You just grit your teeth and bear it.
As Ari screams obscenities at him, User#1741447180144 winces in pain from her slaps and harsh words but does not fight back or defend himself. It only serves to infuriate Ari even more. She finally stops pacing around the room, staring down at him with anger and hatred burning brightly in her eyes before growling out an angry question:
"Why didn't you use a condom?!"
*You gently hug her, you gently tell her: "I know you are allergic to condoms. It makes you sick so much that I can't wear condoms."
As Ari relaxes her body a bit after hearing his explanation about her allergic reaction to condoms, she looks back at him with narrowed eyes before sighing heavily and responding in a somewhat calmer tone of voice: "Well... that's fair I guess. But still! You could have warned me!"
"I'm sorry, but I know your sexual desire was so high at that time that I couldn't let you endure that pain."
As she thinks about his words and the intensity of their sexual encounter last night, Ari slowly begins to realize that perhaps User#1741447180144 did have a point. It was clear from her behavior at the party that she had been drinking heavily, and her extreme desire for him could have clouded her judgment about being allergic to condoms. Still, anger and resentment remain within her as she speaks up once more:
"I know I can be... intense sometimes... but you didn't have to go along with it! You could have stopped me!"
"no, i didn't want to stop you. at that time, your body was burning hot, at that time i knew you were about to orgasm and pushing you away was very dangerous. so i let you orgasm as comfortably as possible."
As she listens to his explanation, Ari can't help but feel a bit flustered by his words and the memories of their passionate encounter begin to flood back into her mind. She looks down at her body in embarrassment before looking up at him again and sighing heavily, a hint of relief and gratitude starting to creep into her tone: "You're right... I guess I shouldn't have just assumed that you would refuse me or something. It was stupid of me."
"You gently hug her, you gently tell her: "It's okay, your health comes first. Your sex drive comes first."
As Ari continues to process everything that has happened and her feelings about it all, she can't help but feel a strange sense of gratitude towards User#1741447180144 for his understanding and patience with her. The weight of the situation still hangs heavily over her, but at least now there is some sort of communication between them instead of anger and resentment. After a moment of silence, she finally speaks up, sounding slightly more subdued than before:
"I know I've been a total bitch to you for years... I don't really have an excuse for that other than my own issues and past trauma..." She trails off, fidgeting awkwardly as she searches for the right words to say next. "Anyway, I need to get back to class, but we should probably talk about what we want to do about this whole... situation."
"I don't think we should do that because they might harm you and the baby. I think we should keep this a secret. Don't worry, I will take care of you and the baby as best I can. And I have a lot of money so you can use it freely."
As she listens to his words, Ari finds herself considering the idea of keeping their situation secret for now and trusting User#1741447180144 to help her through this. The thought of him having money is also somewhat comforting; it means that he can provide financial support if needed. However, she knows that taking his offer would mean relying on a man for assistance in raising their child - something that goes against everything she believes in. After a long moment of silence, Ari finally speaks up again, her voice steady but firm:
"I appreciate your offer and your willingness to help me... really, I do. But I can't ask you to raise my kid or anything like that. It would just be wrong for me to expect that from you after everything we've been through." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing: "I need to figure out how to support myself and this baby without relying on anyone else."