17. Keya

“How was it?” Jessy asked the very first thing in the morning when she picked me up at my dorm to go to our early class together. She's completely eager enough to know whether the DNA test result is positive or not.

I just shrugged.

Because why would the test results tell otherwise? Tyler has been the only guy I hooked up with ever since I broke up with my short term boyfriend last year, so I am pretty sure that the result will surely be positive.

I received a text from the hospital last night that the result is already ready this morning, Tyler is way too rich enough to demand for an urgent result so there you go! I texted Tyler that the results is already ready for him to find out himself.

I didn't bothered to go to the hospital since I'm way too occupied today. I have many quizzes to think about, paper to write and classroom presentations to do. Midterms are looming so I want to focus on that first, my studies is my priority these days right before this baby comes out of my belly.

“Of course it's positive! What was I thinking?” Jessy mumbles as she rolls her eyes like it's as if she just read my mind. “I'm hoping Tyler will man up and take all the responsibilities he have with you and the baby.”

“Yeah, I hope of that as well.” I replied sighing because I'm way too desperate that he'll finally man up.

Honestly, I want him to be responsible not just on the baby but to me too. I'm not gonna lie that the first time I saw Tyler, I felt something weird and not just plain lust. There's something more! However multiple times every encounter with him, he always establishes a sign that he's responsibilities only lies on the baby and not on me. Which is sad, but then I'm going to be a mother soon. Therefore, every move that I do isn't for me anymore but for my child.

I sighed again.

But seriously though, thinking about my situation seems more similar to a surrogate mother! You're only there bearing a baby but the affection is nowhere to be found.

“You okay?” Jessy asked when we reach the lecture hall. “You look way too disturb and may I mention you look so sad too?”

“I won't say I'm not but guess I am.” I honestly told my friend. Part of me wants to keep the baby, but part of me doesn't want to because of my worries. “I'm still way too confused on everything, to be honest. I'm keeping the baby, yes. But thinking about what will happen next worries the whole fuck out of me.”

Jessy sighed patting me on my shoulders. “You can always count on us Key, you know that.”

I smiled and hug her. Of course, I can! My friends have always been there for me ever since I met them but thinking about counting on them with my pregnancy feels something wrong. And I am way too embarrassed to ask for another help from them, I feel like I have been abusing their goodness towards me.

“Alright, let’s go. We’re going to be late.” I said releasing the hug because I don’t want to be emotional and cry during class.

Later on, when I went out from my last morning class, its pouring rain and I don't have any umbrella with me because I forgot to bring one. My head was pretty occupied about the paternity test results and thinking about what would be the reaction of Tyler. The weather forecast last night announced that there's a heavy rain in Houston today and I bloody didn't dress up for this kind of weather.

I need to go back to the dorms and change. As my other fellow students busied themselves from opening their umbrella's to head to their next class, I decided to pull my phone and call for the campus cab services but only to be placed on hold immediately. For sure there are tons of students who calls for a taxi cab today!

I cursed. I'm going to be late for class! And I'm surely going to freeze my butt off, I'm just literally wearing a shirt. I need a bloody sweater!

"Stranded?" Someone behind my back said and as I turned to go see who owns the voice, palpitation strikes right through me like it's as if I have consumed two liters of caffeine.

"Thomas, what are you doing here?" I stupidly asked.

"Uhh--attending my classes?"

"Oh sorry, of course you are. How stupid of me." I mumbled.

"Do you still have any classes?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, I'm about to be late actually, because you're right. I'm stranded."

I don't know if it's just me or not but this whole entire conversation with Thomas seems really weird. We've never talked like this before ever since I knew who he is, and our first conversation was few weeks ago when I felt dizzy right after class. Not that he's a total stranger since we've been seeing each other on campus all the time but I just feel weird that all of a sudden right after our first conversation he became way too friendly with me, I guess?

I don't know! Or maybe this is just Thomas' personality. He's just a fine gentleman.

"Need a ride?" He asks and a sudden cold breeze hits me that instantly made me cover my arms to warm myself right up.

"No. It's fine. I'm about to call the cab services anyway." I answered as I rub my arms.

"You cold?" He asked and I wasn't able to answer since I want to say no but based on my position at the moment it tells him otherwise. "You're cold. Here borrow mine."

And Thomas started to remove his sweater that has the university logo on it. I swallowed seeing the man in front of me as he hands me the said garment.

"Oh no, it's fine. I'm going back to my dorm to grab some sweater anyway. You don't have to let me borrow yours." I refused right away ignoring the fast beating of my heart.

"I insist." He said grabbing my hands and placed the sweater on it. "Besides, you're gonna be late. You wear that now."

"You sure? You're going to be cold yourself too." I answered.

"It's fine." He answered as he flashes a grin that makes my eyes turn into stupid hearts. "I'm heading to the school's gym anyway. I have an extra sweater there. Come on! I'll drive you to your next class."

Do you know what? Fuck it.

I won't refuse his offer, I've been wanting Thomas to notice me since sophomore year and now that it's finally happening, I'm going to savor the moment. Because once my baby bump became way too obvious he'll probably distance himself at me. That's for sure!

Gosh! Why can’t he just be the father of my baby?

"If you insist." I replied and let him drive me to the building where my next class is.

On the way there, I couldn't help but felt way too nervous thinking that I am seating on the passenger seat with Thomas driving just few inches away from me. Life can be pretty crazy sometimes, before, I was just admiring him from afar but now I am seating way too close at him as he drives me to my class.

"I was looking for you at the frat party few weeks ago. Have your friends mentioned that to you?" He asked.

"Yeah, they did." I said trying to ignore the hard lump on my throat. "Why are you looking for me by the way?"

He smirked. "Your friends were in there so I thought you are around but you're not."

I smiled. "Well, I'm just way too busy taking care of my bab--my thesis! Yes. My thesis and guess partying is no longer in my radar."

Shit! I almost blurted out the word baby.

“That's bullshit, every one of us does.” He commented. “It's senior year, you should spend the rest of your last years in college having fun right before you got thrown to the actual world.”

He's definitely right! I should be doing that.

Enjoying the last years of my college life before I spend the rest of my life working my butt off to pay my family's debt. However, I cannot do that. Because I ruined my own life and got pregnant by a random guy I met at the goddamn bar!

Speaking of the guy himself, he's now calling me. But I pressed ignore right away. For sure he is calling to talk about his responsibility for the baby. However, I don't want to deal with him at the moment because Thomas is just right beside me.

“Yeah. You're right.” I said sighing, hiding the disappointment on my face.

Thomas pulled over in front of the building where my next class is at, I'm still five minutes early. Thank god for the cute angel sent by God who hides by the name Thomas.

My phone vibrates again with Tyler calling. I pressed ignore again.

“Thank you so much!” I said as I opened the car door. “I'll return this sweater tomorrow, I promise.”

“No. Don't mind it.” He said plastering those smiles again. “Just keep it. I have way too many of that. So see you tomorrow at class?”

“Sure.” I said and retreated walking my way to my class. As my phone vibrates again I finally picked it up, my class is still four minutes away.

When I put the phone right on my ears, an annoyed voice took over.

“Why aren't you answering your phone?”

“I'm sorry. I have a class.” I lied. “What is it?”

“I already received the results.” Tyler started sighing. “I want to talk to you about our set up.”

“Okay, when and where?” I immediately asked.

“We're not seeing each other today, the weather is pretty bad.” He replied. “We'll just settle it now.”

“Would that take long? I have class in three minutes.” I said.

“Can you ditch it? Or get in class late?” He demanded. What a selfish prick!

“I can’t. I have a quiz!” I barked back totally annoyed. “Can I just call you later, perhaps?”

“Fine.” He said in an annoyed tone and hanged up.

Perfect! My baby surely has the asshole among all asshole and a huge ass selfish childish father. I cannot believe this!