A Mother In Distress

Nervous, I looked at the results.

Positive!

Three times positive!

"Camila! Come out! My nerves are killing me, positive again?"

"Shut up, Susana! I'm really nervous! Give me another one!" I threw my hand over the door so she could give me the other test. "Damn it! That's the third one that's come back positive." I was getting married in two months and didn't want to be pregnant before the wedding, but we weren't protecting ourselves for the last year either. It took me a long time to get pregnant, if I was pregnant at all.

Tommy, my great fiancé wanted us to wait another year to have kids, but I don't think it was going to happen, not if this last one came back positive.

It was the fourth test in the last twenty minutes.

"Cami...did it come out? Will I be an aunt or not?" asked again my best friend and co-worker, we were both assistants at BlueCorp, a great and huge company that gave us the opportunity of our lives, where we had numerous opportunities and many amenities, as well as an extremely pleasant environment, but...it also came with many demands and a cantankerous boss who kept having me back and forth, at any time, wherever he felt like it. "Tell me, you selfish bitch, you'll make me run out of nerves!"

"Positive." I mumbled without encouragement, not because I didn't like the idea, but because I was nervous, it was only a suspicion a few hours ago, but now it was already something real. Each and every test came back positive, responding to my late period, almost three weeks late while I ignored it. I was pregnant. "I'm pregnant, Susannah." I took all four results and walked out of the bathroom, showing them all to her. Every single one of them positive.

"You have to go tell Tommy!" She sure was full of enthusiasm. She gave me a hug and showered my face with kisses. "At least now you'll actually have breasts." She said teasingly, as I lacked breasts, just a huge butt, but flat breasts, which I considered very unpleasant, especially when it came to dressing, I used to wear padded bras, I was not used to. seeing my chest like that, as if I was the only woman who didn't have any.

"Yes, I'll go tell him, do you think you can cover for me with Diego?" Immediately Susana rolled her eyes, no one liked dealing with my boss, the president, Diego Alba. A man...bad, to encompass too much and not go into hundreds of words that could define him perfectly. Bad, that word fit him perfectly, mostly because it encompassed so many of his characteristics, but he was unabashedly attractive, sensual as hell and a creep of a person. He used those cute lips to give orders left and right, and his eyes were like affiliated knives that with a single glance managed to make you bleed if you didn't immediately obey his order.

Damn Diego!

He was the only bad thing about this company and to top it all off, he was my boss. Couldn't it have been someone else's turn? Did I have to be the unlucky one? At least it raised my salary.

He was thirty-five years old and with his tailored suit and perfect hairstyle, with that beautiful beard, he walked the aisles, intimidating everyone, with those hawk eyes that saw even the slightest flaw meters and meters away.

Being beautiful and handsome never looked so bad and perverse as with him.

He was dressed in everything sinful, with a touch of danger, to get close was to be a masochist, lover of pain and humiliations, maybe that's why he was single, I don't think there is a single woman who would be able to stand that man, I was sure that in bed he was a complete alpha male, one of those insensitive ones that leave you destroyed, not only body and vagina, also the heart.

"Just ten minutes. No more." She conceded.

Tommy worked right across the street from this building, that's exactly why we met, getting to him would be a piece of cake, this would take him by surprise.

"Let me check my schedule, I seem to remember he has something important for today and if so, he'll be looking for me like crazy. You know how he gets." She walked me to my desk and I looked over, noting that in just half an hour we had to leave with the driver, accompany him to a meeting at a hotel and then to a lunch with investors. But going with Tommy would only take me ten minutes. I had plenty of time. "I'll be back before he notices and if he notices my absence." Which was likely. "Tell him I'm in the bathroom."

"Okay. How are you going to tell Tommy you're pregnant?"

"You know he's not much for...details or surprises." He wasn't into anniversaries, gift giving or receiving and parties weren't his thing, as well as romantic things, mysteries or beating around the bush. "I'll just tell him I'm pregnant, show him the test and...done. There's nothing else to do."

"You're becoming as dry and pathetic as he is. "she grumbled. "It's not funny doing it that way, but there's not much time either. I've seen thousands of internet videos of couples finding out for the first time that they're going to be parents and the truth is, there are a lot of creative ones. But...we can skip that, but we can do a really cool sex reveal, you don't become an aunt every day. I'll take care of it."

"Thank you, Susana." I gave him a kiss on the cheek, grabbed my bag with the evidence and ran to the elevator, crossing my fingers that he wouldn't notice my absence, let alone need me in that time he would be away, already that would be too much bad luck.

I moved my foot restlessly as the elevator descended.

I left the company and crossed the street, a little anxious, I greeted Lara at the reception and took the elevator back to Tommy's office.

We were so much in love that in this time of relationship we only thought about getting married, we had many differences, he was about ten years older than me, he had little time in his life, but we always, always had time for the two of us.

In all this time of relationship we did not share a house, because I lived with Susana, we shared an apartment and he, who had not yet decided, let time pass and we were only going to live together in marriage, of course, once or other times I slept at his house.

Many nights.

Tommy was a little weird, the good thing is that even with all his weirdness, I loved him.

I squeezed my bag under my arm, crossing the hallway that led me to his office, there was a huge smile on my face.

Maybe, in the near future, I could work here, next to him, he was the manager anyway, working together was a good option, but now there would be a baby on the way and after the wedding we would have to organize many things, like the arrival of our child, prepare for them and be the best parents possible.

I took a breath, filling my lungs, left one hand on the handle and gently opened it.

There was no one at his desk, but at this hour he was usually here, I'm sure he was in the bathroom, went to get a coffee or was about to arrive. I reached into my purse to hold one of the proofs, to be ready for when he arrived to tell her.

I heard the sound of a door, I turned around, noticing it wasn't the front door, so it had to be the bathroom door.

I knew it!

At this hour he was always here, I was just using the bathroom.

I waited, a few minutes passed and then, the previous noise became louder, but the sound of wood now came accompanied by a groan.

My eyes widened in astonishment and my footsteps ran towards the bathroom door. The sound intensified, I could hear his grunting and a woman's moaning. I clenched the test in my fist and then decided to put it back in my purse to hide it.

Tears of my own were already coming, but my mind prayed that whoever was in that bathroom wasn't Tommy, my fiancé, future husband, father of the baby in my belly.

It couldn't be him, we weren't getting married any time soon, we were in a serious relationship and if it was him...I think I was going to die.

Determined, too afraid, I opened the door of that damned bathroom, witnessing my fiancé sticking his tongue in another woman's mouth, both naked, him with his hairy ass in the air and her with those huge tits that his hands were holding, in the middle of a penetration.

The image made me nauseous, he made me nauseous and I felt disgusted with the three of us. I squeezed my eyes shut and then pinched my arm, needing to know if this fucking betrayal was true.

Was it?

Was this happening?

What if this was real?

Why was everything spinning in my head?

Why wouldn't I look away?

Why the hell weren't we saying anything?!

"Ca-Camila." He pulled away from her, leaving his member in the air, the woman covered herself with her hands, proceeding to hide behind him.

How was this possible? Just the same day that I realized I was pregnant, I was coming to surprise her, but the surprise was coming to me.

And what a surprise, accompanied by a broken heart. I was devastated, I felt broken.

Desperate, I removed the ring on my finger and threw it in his face.

I swear I wanted to scream at him, hit him, spit on him and tell him what a bastard he was for doing something like that to me, but I just looked down, lacking all strength and turned around to leave that office.

When I took the elevator, there were a few brief seconds in which my feet failed, not wanting to respond to me, being shaky and hesitant to take another step, as if they were not capable of doing it.

There was a sound that tried to bring me back to my reality, it was insistent, it did not stop and I felt it vibrate at my side.

An incoming call!

I hurried to take my cell phone out of my purse to answer it.

It was Susana.

"He's looking for you in the bathroom! That ogre will come into the ladies' room if you don't get there now! He'll cut my head off!" she sounded desperate.

"I'm coming." I had just discovered an infidelity on the part of my fiancé, I had just found out I was pregnant and despite how bad I felt, the world was still spinning as if nothing, everything was following its course and I had to keep up or I was going to be left behind.

I ran as fast as I could, got to the elevator and dried my face as I got on. My boss needed me, I had responsibilities and my fiancé was fucking another woman, as if that wasn't enough she had huge tits.

When I got out of the elevator, I felt that the devil himself was looking me in the eyes, but it was only my boss, with his arms crossed in front of the office, as if he was waiting for me to shoot me.

Why did his presence have to be so strong? Why did he have to look at me so darkly? Did he always have to be so cold and authoritarian?