A few days flew by.
Damon went back to spending his time at his company and I started not to care. I had another worry.
I totally forgot about my period, and when I think about it, it's nearly 4 weeks late.
Sebastian never used protection.
I paced around my room back and forth, biting my nails.
No, no, no. This can't happen. This can't happen.
This explains the vomiting and the food cravings and so many more things...
My eyes were watery.
"I don't want this. I'm not ready for this. This can't be happening." I said to myself.
I grabbed my coat and exited the room.

I entered the nearest pharmacy and with watery eyes looked for a pregnancy test.
Found it.
I grabbed the package and payed for it. The cashier looked at me with is-she-sixteen-and-pregnant? face. Don't ask.
I took it and hurriedly went back home.

Okay, lets do this.
I kept saying this to myself for the last hour.
I sat on the bathroom floor and kept looking at the package. I read the instructions at least fifty times and I'm pretty sure I know it by head.
I couldn't bring myself to do it.
Come on, Natalie, don't be a pussy.
I'm not scared to do it.
Right, you're scared of the result.
I finally burst into tears.
I can't raise a child! I can't take care of it! I can't even take care of myself! And it's... it's his child as well... I can't do this.
I opened the package and did it.

I rushed through the company with red stinging eyes. The tears were still streaming down my cheeks along with the left overs from my makeup. I was quietly sobbing as I fastened my already fast pace. I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't. My whole chest ached from the constant crying and my hands were shaking. My vision wasn't clear as I rushed through the crowds of people, each of them staring at me, until I reached the elevator. I quickly went inside and clicked the button at least a hundred times.
Calm down, Natalie.
It's gonna be alright.
Bullshit!
Nothing's gonna we alright. Everything's done. I'm done. My future is done. Everything is fucked up and I'm going to fuck him up too. The elevator finally opened and I nearly ran up to his office.
How am I supposed to tell him?
Maybe I should just throw myself off a cliff, maybe then I'd stop giving everyone problems.
I silenced a sob as I stormed into his office. Damon was just sitting there, on his laptop. His surprised expression soon turned into worry as he stood up and walked towards me. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I closed the doors and leaned on them, and then bursted into tears. My chest hurt so much I could barely breathe.
"Natalie?! What's wrong? What happened?" He attacked me with questions and I closed my eyes as waterfalls fell from them.
"Damon... I'm...... I'm pregnant." I said showing him the positive pregnancy test I had in my pocket.
He stood there, expressionless.
"It's Sebastian's." I cried quietly and he brushed his hand through his hair. He loosened his tie and looked away.
"Are you sure?" He asked out of nowhere.
"Yes. I did it twice. Positive each time. And that son of a bitch never used protection!" I cried again and I knew. I knew he didn't want it. What if he's gonna leave me? Suddenly I felt his big hands around me, embracing me. He leaned his head on top of mines.
"Shhh, it's gonna be alright. We will figure it out." I was shocked. But I didn't say anything. Instead, I cried into his warm chest.