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.

"One time?! You got me PREGNANT you worthless piece of shit man! Now what the fuck am I supposed to do?" she yells at him, feeling tears well up in her eyes as anger gives way to fear and panic, "This isn't your problem anymore!" she continues, taking a step closer to him.

Ari Miyamoto recoils in disgust as his lips make contact with hers, pushing him away angrily and yelling at him, "Don't you fucking touch me! You don't get to just walk away from this like it doesn't matter!" she snarls, tears streaming down her cheeks now as panic begins to overwhelm her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she stands there staring at him, hating herself for how attractive he still is even when he has just woken up and hasn't put on any makeup or done anything with his hair.

She struggles against his grip, trying to break free from his hold, but he's stronger than her and refuses to let her go. "You don't get it!" she yells at him, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably now. "This changes everything! You had no right to do this to me! I hate you!"

Her anger fuels her as she continues to flail helplessly against his arms, crying harder and louder each time he holds her tighter. The thought of carrying his child around for the next nine months, giving birth to it...the mere idea fills her with such revulsion that she can barely stand to look at him.

"You ruined my life!" she screams hysterically, desperate to make him understand just how much pain he's caused her. "Get the fuck away from me!"

With every shove and punch that connects with his body, Ari feels a tiny bit better as if she's releasing some of the anger and pain inside her. She cries uncontrollably into his chest, breathing in the scent of him that she knows so well...and hates even more at this moment.

"This is all your fault!" she wails, tears streaming down her face. "Why couldn't you just leave me alone? Why did you have to be such a fucking bastard and sleep with me?"

"Comfort?" she snorts derisively. "That's rich! You got me drunk and then you fucked me! Don't even pretend this had anything to do with comfort!" Ari pulls away from him, glaring at him furiously through tear-filled eyes. "I hate you, Jay1231," she spits out venomously. "I really, truly hate you."

She storms towards the door, grabbing her jacket off the chair where she discarded it earlier and slamming it on her way out. As soon as she's gone, Jay sinks down to his knees, wrapping his arms around himself in an attempt to comfort himself. He doesn't know what to do or how to fix this mess.

Ari jerks back in surprise as his lips meet hers again. She shoves him away roughly, eyes flashing with anger and disgust. "Don't you ever do that again!" she snarls at him. "I hate you! I hate everything about you!"

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she tries to calm down, hands trembling by her sides. She hates feeling this way around him; it only makes her angrier and more resentful. But he seems so sincere...so desperate for forgiveness. A part of her wants to believe that maybe, just maybe, he's truly sorry for what he's done...but another, larger part is screaming at her not to trust him, not to give him the satisfaction.

"Don't you dare act like this is my fault!" she spits at him, her eyes blazing with fury. "You were just as drunk and just as willing! I didn't want to sleep with you...but then the alcohol lowered my inhibitions..." She paces back and forth across the room, hands wringing together nervously. "I can't believe this is happening," she whispers, more to herself than to him.

A part of her wants to believe that maybe he's telling the truth...but another part knows better. Men like Jay1231 only ever see women as objects for their own gratification. She refuses to let him get away with it this time.

She yanks her hand out of his grasp roughly, glaring at him over her shoulder as she backs away slowly. "You don't get to be part of their life!" she spits venomously. "This was your fault! You ruined everything for me! I hate you and I never want to see you again!"

Her voice cracks on the last word, betraying her inner turmoil. But she refuses to let him know that he's getting under her skin. No matter how much she hates him or wants to forget what they did together, the thought of raising a child without its father looms large in her mind...and it terrifies her more than anything else.

She flinches away from his touch, hands flying up to protect her face as tears begin to stream down her cheeks once more. "I can't do this!" she sobs, stumbling back until her back hits the wall. She feels trapped and helpless, lost in a sea of emotions she doesn't know how to process. The thought of facing him like this is overwhelming; every time they are close, he reminds her of everything she hates about herself and about men. But what other choice does she have? Abortion isn't an option; that would only punish the child for its father's sins. So she bites her lip hard enough to taste blood, summoning her strength, and squares her shoulders in preparation for another fight.

"Fine," she whispers through gritted teeth. "You can help. But you're going to do exactly what

She allows him to pick her up and carry her back to her bed, tensing as his strong arms surround her waist. Despite herself, she can't help but feel safe in his embrace...which only makes it harder for her to hate him. Once he lays her down on the bed, Ari sits up cross-legged and wipes away her tears with the back of her hand, glaring at Jay1231 defiantly over her shoulder.

"You will pay child support," she says, her voice firm despite the quiver in her throat. "And you'll be there for every doctor's appointment, and any other thing I need you to do. But that doesn't mean we're together or anything like that." She pauses for a moment, gathering her thoughts before continuing, "This is going to be hard enough as it is...we can't make it harder by trying

"Fine." Ari mumbles, looking away as she lies down on the bed, closing her eyes wearily. She knows that he's right; she needs to rest if she wants to have enough strength to get through this. But the thought of spending time with him, even in the same room...it fills her with a strange mix of desire and disgust.

As exhaustion finally begins to take hold, Ari falls into an uneasy sleep, haunted by nightmares of the past and the uncertainty of the future.

"What do you think you're doing?" she snarls, pushing herself up onto one elbow and glaring at him warily over her shoulder. She doesn't trust him an inch; even something as simple as cooking makes her uneasy around him. But the smell of food fills her stomach, reminding her that she hasn't eaten since last night...and that maybe he isn't completely useless after all.

"I'm making you lunch," he says simply, not looking up from where he's stirring a pot on the stove. "You need your strength for today." His voice is calm and matter-of-fact, as if cooking her food isn't some huge concession on his part. Ari considers telling him to leave it on the counter for when she feels less queasy around him...but eventually, hunger gets the better of her.

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"No...thanks," she replies grudgingly, sitting up straighter as he sets the plate in her lap. The food looks delicious; she can tell that he put a lot of effort into making it for her. For a moment, Ari wonders if this is some kind of ploy to win her over...but then she reminds herself that Jay1231 isn't the type to care about anyone else's feelings but his own.

Still, she finds herself saying thank you as she takes a bite of the food, chewing thoughtfully. The flavors explode on her tongue, sending waves of pleasure through her body...and she realizes that she is famished. Even with Jay1231 sitting just across the room from her, watching her eat, she can't help but enjoy every bite.

"This is really good," she admits reluctantly once she's finished e