Pregnant For My BestFriend's Father

Riley.

"I'm clocking out!" I called to my partner as I pulled off the apron that I was wearing. My back and head aches so much that I couldn't help but groan as I collapsed on the chair at the back.

It was still raining so heavily and there was no way I could get inside the rain. Sighing, I picked up my phone and went through it for a while before deciding to leave the cafe.

The cafe is part of the only thing keeping me sane, aside from my boyfriend and knowing that I needed a place to crash before going back to the house my father left for me, I picked up my bag as I made my way out and stayed under the shade for a while.

My life has always been boring since I was little and after the death of my father, I'd thought that I was going to find my mother but nothing I did was right. I was fifteen when my father died and that was when I started looking for my mother too but all of my efforts proved futile.

Nothing led me to the person whose pictures and name was given to me and after trying for almost five years, I had no other choice but to give up and live my life as a complete orphan.

I couldn't deny that sometimes I have questions and even now, I still have questions. I grew up seeing kids get escorted to school by their mothers, they always showed up with pretty hairstyles that their mothers made for them but I had no one.

Looking at my phone, it was 7:30PM and the rain didn't look like it was stopping anytime soon. I tried Noah's number again but he still wasn't picking up and since his house was nearer, I decided to go to his house instead.

Everywhere was getting darker and I didn't stop calling Noah so that he was going to know that I was on my way to his house. We've been together for two years and some months and the idea of me showing up at his house still irks him.

I couldn't stay back at the cafe and I also couldn't go back to the house because of how far it was, Noah's place was the only place I could get to. The only place that was safe for me.

'I've been calling you for a while but I guess you're busy, I'm on my way over. Call me when you get this, I love you.'

I dropped the voicemail and drew in a sharp breath as I continued my walk. My battery was also low and the fact that Noah didn't pick my call made me think that he was busy.

He walks in a tech company and the workload is always too much sometimes. It didn't take long for me to get to the house and since I knew the pin, I let myself in and removed my coat.

The house was normal, silent and warm, just what I needed. My teeth gritted against each other and I blew hot air on my palm before running my fingers through my hair.

"I need a cup of hot tea." I said to myself as I made my way to the kitchen but something caught my eye and instead of walking to the kitchen, I backpedaled.

Going closer to the couch, there were black stiletto heels on the floor and I took a closer look, although it looked a lot like mine, I knew it wasn't because mine was back at home.

My eyes widened when I started hearing indistinct voices and without thinking, I grabbed a bat as I traced the sound to Noah's bedroom and without thinking again, I pushed the door in with the bat raised and ready to hit.

"Yes, fuck me, harder, go faster, Noah." My eyes widened and my body froze as the bat fell off my hand. I staggered, my palm on my mouth to keep me from screaming as I took a step back.

My best friend and my boyfriend? No. There's no way I'm seeing things right.

I closed my eyes and pinched myself so hard that the pain rippled through my being and when I opened my eyes slowly in hopes that everything was a dream or I was just imagining things, my heart clenched when I saw them again.

"W... what.... What is...." I lost my voice, hell, I lost myself in that instant because there was no way the two people I love and trust the most in my life are cheating on me.

Tears welled up in my eyes and it didn't take long for it to come trickling down, I was shivering, my entire being cold and my legs threatening to be unable to hold me.

They didn't look remorseful and instead of remorse all Zelia, my best friend, did was cover herself up and moved aside so that I was going to see Noah clearly.

I had questions but I couldn't think of any way to ask those questions. My mouth opened but no sound came out of it, my head banged and thoughts ran through it.

Noah stood from the bed and I had no idea that he was already in front of me until he snapped his fingers to jolt me out of my thoughts. The room was well ventilated but they were both sweating like crazy.

"Can you hear me now?" Noah asked, my mouth opened as I stared at him through the veil the tears had made on my eyes.

Does he not know what he just did to me? Does he not know that Zelia was the one he was having sex with and not me?

It would have been great if those questions were able to make their way from my thoughts and out of my mouth but they didn't, they remained that way.

Thoughts.

"Well, you were meant to find out anyway but I had no idea it would be this soon because I didn't plan for it to be," Noah started talking after a while of silence and I wanted to feel the pain but my heart was still tearing apart from the betrayal that I couldn't process what he was saying.

What is he saying?

"Zelia has always been the one I'm in love with, I never loved you, you were more of an instrument for me, a path I needed to take to get to Zelia." He finished.

I could hear my heart pounding, it was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest as it plummeted down to my stomach before shooting back up to my throat, making breathing difficult for me.

My stomach clenched and it was as though someone had stabbed me with a sharp knife and instead of pulling it out after the damage, they twirled it around inside me and rubbed salt on it.

My eyes moved from Noah to Zelia as I waited for her to say something because I couldn't, I waited for her to tell me that it was all a lie and Noah had probably dragged her to bed.

Or to tell me that it was all a prank and they weren't really having sex because there was no way I'm about to lose my best friend and the love of my life the same day.

It all had to be a bad dream or a prank and I waited for Zelia to confirm it. I waited for her to wake me up but what she said broke me even more than Noah's words did.

It's probably because it was coming from the only person I considered my friend.

"Why are you staring at me like a lost dog?" She snapped at me, "if you're waiting for me to say something then stop waiting because I have nothing to say and it's not my fault that you walked in on us fucking when you could have just knocked." She continued.

"Noah picked me over you and that's all that should matter." She finished, further throwing me into a deep hole that I have no idea if I'm ever going to get out of.

My best friend and my boyfriend.

Sad, angry, heartbroken and utterly lost for words, I ran as fast as my legs could carry me out of the room because I knew that even if I decided to take it up with Zelia, she was going to overpower me easily.

I can't fight to save my life and I shouldn't even be fighting over a man that cheated on me with my best friend.

Stopping, I gasped for air as I crouched, my heartbeat racing and my breathing paced as my head spun around while my blood rushed through my veins.

I can't take this. There is absolutely no way that I'm going to be able to take this.

Drying my tears, I stopped more of it from falling as I made my way to the nearest club. Getting drunk and then killing myself afterwards has to be the only way out of this pain for me.

Riley.

Walking into the club, the loud sound of the music booming pierced through my ears and it was so loud that I thought I was going to go deaf. It wasn't my first time in a club so I knew what to expect but because of everything that had happened, it felt like I was hearing these sounds for the first time.

I could feel the men's hungry gazes on me as I walked but I ignored them all and usually, my reason for ignoring was always because I had a boyfriend but now, it was different.

I didn't only lose my boyfriend, I lost my best friend too. My world has completely fallen apart and even though I had the insane urge to go home with a stranger to make me feel better, I had no intention of entertaining anyone.

After all, I'm only going to get drunk and then go back home to rid myself of all this pain.

I went directly to the bar and sat on one of the chairs as I gestured for the bar attendant. He looked hot with his neatly cut hair, the slit on his left eyebrow and his full luscious lips called out to me.

Maybe making out with the bar attendant will make me forget everything.

"What can I get you?" His voice jolted me out of my thoughts and it wasn't until he got closer that I realized he isn't the kind of man I would want to wake up with after a nasty night.

"The strongest drink you've got." I ordered and the attendant leaned over the table as his eyes scrutinized me carefully, he looked at me as though he was trying to figure out what was wrong with me.

"I'm guessing you had a long day and you had to deal with a very jerky boss or you just had a terrible breakup." He guessed as he poured me a drink and handed it to me.

I took it and downed it all before sliding the cup back to him so that he was going to pour more. My chest burned but I didn't answer him. I only ignored him as I kept sliding the glass back to him while he kept pouring.

He didn't pester me to tell him what was wrong with me and I appreciated it. I didn't want to talk about how Noah and Zelia ripped my heart out and stomped on it but it didn't take long before I started spilling.

My vision was starting to get blurry and although I knew that I don't get drunk easily, I could tell that I was already tipsy because of how slurred my speech was and how reluctant he was to keep pouring my drink.

"I did everything for him, I basically handed him my entire life even when he's being a jerk only for him to do this to me, to cheat on me with my best friend?" The words just kept coming and I was glad when the bar attendant nodded and slid me an entire bottle instead of a glass.

"I went extra lengths to make him happy, I worked hard just so I would be able to get him gifts, you know, meet up with his lifestyle and I did everything I could to keep him happy and satisfied, well, not satisfied enough since he's now sleeping with her." I hiccuped, it was a sign that I was getting to my limit but I didn't care.

I took the bottle to my mouth and chugged on it because I knew that I needed more, I needed a listening ear too and the bar attendant was kind enough to give me one.

"What did you do when you saw them together?" He enquired, from the way he spoke I could tell that he wasn't the least bit interested in me, just the tea that I had to spill.

"What could I do? I couldn't fight if my life depended on it," I answered, "I tried everything I could to make us happy together, I put in efforts, he knows everything about me...." I paused when I realized that the tears were about to fall.

Noah knew everything about me, he knew my insecurities and my deepest secrets, I was looking forward to marrying him one day, and he was with me just because of Zelia.

I scoffed, closing my eyes as I kept chugging on my drink. The bar attendant had left when he realized that I wasn't talking to him anymore.

"Take it slow, tigress." I turned to see a man beside me, he had a beard that emphasized how manly he was and a smile plastered on his face that made him look so young.

Ignoring him even though his presence makes me want to throw myself at him, I let him keep talking while I drank and wallowed in my self-pity but he didn't leave my side until the club closed.

Getting up from the chair, I lost my footing and staggered but I didn't hit the ground and when I opened my eyes he was staring at me. His hand was rough but it gave me a sense of protection.

He seemed different from Noah in every way but then again, I thought Noah was going to be the love of my life till eternity.

"How much did you have to drink?" He asked as I tried to move from him but staggered again, "I can take you home, all I need is your address." He said but I only shook my head.

Home is the last place I want to be.

"I'm not going home," I responded, trying to stand on my feet but crashing right back into his hard chest that kept sending chills down my spine, "it reminds me of them and I don't want to be reminded of them." I finished.

He looked lost but he did a good job hiding his curiosity as he asked if I would be willing to go to his guest house and with no other choice, I agreed as he helped me into the car.

The drive took a while but we soon got to the destination and this stranger was also kind enough to help me get into a room. He turned to leave and that was when the floodgates opened.

I was a little bit sober already and thinking about them made me sob, causing him to stop in his tracks just when he was about to get to the door.

I could see his face clearly now, I haven't met him physically yet but I've seen a lot of his pictures to know that he's Zelia's dad but he doesn't know me.

That's it! He doesn't know me!

"What's wrong?" He asked, making his way to me and without answering, I threw myself at him, slamming my lips on his and running my hands through his shirt as I tried to undo the buttons.

Pleasure pulsated through me and I have never wanted to fuck someone as much as I wanted Charles to fuck me. Noah and I have never had sex and seeing him fuck Zelia like that, the pleasure in her eyes and the way she moaned.

I just wanted him to make me feel the same way and even better.

"Pl.... Please.... Make it go away, make it stop. Just fuck me and make me forget this pain." I begged when he pulled me away from him. His brow drew together and I saw how reluctant he was.

"I'm not so drunk that you're going to feel like you took advantage of me." I went on when he didn't say anything and like my words loosened something in him, his lips crashed on mine and my pussy throbbed.

The room felt hot as heat spread through every fiber of my being as his tongue fucked my mouth while his hands explored my body and it didn't take long for us to end up naked and on the bed.

"Fuck me." I pleaded and before I could bat an eyelash, his cock rammed into me, making me yelp in both pleasure and pain as he fucked me. The way his dick moved in and out of my throbbing pussy caused the memory to gradually fade away.

The ray of sun making its way into the room caused my eyes to snap open and I almost screamed my lungs open when I saw that he was still laying beside me and sleeping peacefully.

I have to get out of here before he wakes up.

My breath hitched when he opened his eyes and my eyes widened. I tried to think of something to say but I couldn't make out anything as I rushed out of the bed and picked my clothes.

"Whatever happened between us last night was a mistake, a very bad mistake, a one night stand that shouldn't have happened." I rushed the words out and although he looked confused, he agreed as he also started dressing up.

"Here," he said as he handed me his card, "call me if you need anything and for the sake of the night we shared, I'd be more than willing to help." He finished with a smile before walking away from me.

"You don't have to worry about me!" I called out to him, not like it mattered. I didn't think I was ever going to need his help so I shoved the card into my bag and also made my way out of the room.

I took a taxi to Noah's house to get my things and then back to my house to pack the rest of my stuff. There was nothing left here for me, I'd thought that I was loved but I was wrong.

Everyone I thought I loved only used me for their own selfish interest and staying here wouldn't make me forget about it. I have to leave for the sake of my mentality, I have to go somewhere I won't have to think about all of this.

I have to go back to my hometown.

Getting in touch with a realtor because I wanted to sell the only property my father left for me, I was told that if the house was sold, I would be sent the money. I thanked the realtor and hung up.

Going back online, I managed to get a transcript from my school because I'd promised myself that no matter what happens, I would never drop out of school.

My father went through a lot to see that he saved enough money for me to go to college and I'm not about to let all of that go to waste.

I finished everything and got into the old truck that my father left me as I started it and drove to the countryside to meet my maternal grandmother.

Bye Zelia, Bye Noah and fuck the both of you.

Riley's POV

Things were rocky for a while but it didn't take too long for me to adjust to life in the countryside. The first few months were difficult but I've adjusted and even grown more than I expected to.

I now run a local coffee shop during the day with my mother and our neighbor, everything was going on well but one thing I wasn't expecting that hit me like a cannonball was the fact that I wound up pregnant.

Five months ago, all I was hell bent on doing was to make my life perfect, I wanted to finish college and be everything that my father would want me to be. I wanted to get a job and make my life better but things changed that day.

I'd fallen sick and it was so serious that I had to go to the hospital for a few blood tests. I'd thought that maybe being in the countryside was taking a toll on me but that wasn't it.

"Congratulations, Riley, you're pregnant." The doctor had said and I could swear with my life that there was no difference between the news and getting hit on the face with a bat because that was how I felt, like I'd gotten hit in my face with a bat.

How could I have gotten pregnant?

I remembered thinking if doctors were stupid and why they thought that every news of pregnancy was good, most people don't really want to get pregnant but they go ahead and start to relay the news by congratulating the expecting mother.

I had just enrolled into the college in the countryside and I was even trying to come up with a business idea but with this baby on the way, it felt like I was going to have to put my entire life on hold.

It felt as though things got worse just when I thought that it was supposed to get better, I was so screwed up that the pregnancy led me into straying from those that loved me.

I drifted from the world completely because the negative thoughts were eating me up too much and I didn't want to affect people around me with that. I had doubts and questions.

I didn't know if I wanted the child, I didn't know if I was going to be able to rise to the task because right now, I could barely take care of myself. How can I possibly add a baby into all of this?

I cried my eyes out especially anytime I remembered that my mother abandoned me because she didn't want me.

Am I going to do the same to my child?

My second reason for the doubt was the fact that I had absolutely no idea who the baby belonged to. It could be Noah, my ex boyfriend who cheated on me with my best friend or Charles.

My best friend's father, the stranger I slept with when I was under the influence of alcohol.

The thought of that alone was enough to make me feel like killing myself but the baby is innocent, I couldn't possibly do that to a child that was basically just blood then.

The baby is innocent, it shouldn't have to suffer for my mistakes and I was conflicted. I eventually confided in my grandmother and the support has been massive.

With my grandmother and my friend who also happens to be our neighbor by my side, it didn't feel like anything I should be scared of. I was able to put all of my worries aside and be happy again.

I was able to laugh genuinely without having to worry about the baby I was bringing to this world, I was able to eat and with the coffee shop, work.

"I'm here!" Brian's voice and the sound of the bell positioned by the door jolted me out of my thoughts as I lifted my gaze to see him smiling as he made his way towards me with a bouquet of flowers.

"I told you to stop bringing me these, the smell makes me feel like-" everything I wanted to say got stuck in my throat when I took in a whiff and instead of barfing, it was actually soothing.

"You like it, don't you?" Brian asked as he hugged me before kissing my forehead and I smiled with a nod. Brian is my neighbor and also the main reason I haven't given up on my life and the baby yet.

He's one of my main support systems and the only man I have in my life that showers me with so much love and gifts despite knowing that I wasn't ready to be in a relationship with anyone.

"I made sure I told the florist that I didn't want one that would affect you and-" Brian started explaining but the whole time I could've sworn that I felt someone looking at me.

The gaze was so intense that not only did it make my skin crawl, it also gave me goosebumps but the moment I turned there was nobody there, I was staring right outside, at people minding their own business.

My stomach had gotten really big and my baby bump so visible that Brian never misses a chance at rubbing and kissing it and I could swear that the baby liked him too because they kicked anytime he touched and whenever they kicked too hard, Brian only had to touch it and it stopped.

Everyone around assumed Brian is my husband and neither of us did anything to clear the confusion because I liked how it gave other men the impression that I was married.

It kept me safe in the countryside and that was all that mattered.

It was getting late and Brian and I were packing while he told me what happened when he was out at the supermarket to get some supplies for me.

" I mean, what is the deal with looking at a man weirdly just because he's in the female section?" He asked and we both laughed.

My stomach ached for a while, making me wince as I brushed it off to be one of the usual pains but this was different, it didn't stop even after five minutes.

"Riley, are you okay?" Brian asked but his voice sounded slurred and my vision had started getting blurry as I groaned, "Riley, you're... you're...." He didn't have to say it, I already saw what he was about to tell me.

I looked down to see a pool of blood under me and I couldn't help but scream as Brian held me. My heart raced and I started panting, I was engulfed in fear, so much fear that I couldn't stop thinking or talking.

"I can't, Brian, I can't lose my baby, we have to do something." I cried even though Brian was already doing something, he was helping me out of the coffee shop and into the truck.

My head pounded and fear thrummed in my heart like a drum. I didn't want to lose my child even though I haven't met him or her yet. It took me a while to accept the fact that the child would be a blessing to me, I didn't want to lose it.

I could've sworn that I heard a loud bell ringing in my head before everything went completely dark and silent.

"Oh my god! Oh my god, you're awake! I was so worried, I was scared." Brian's voice was the first sound I heard when I fluttered my eyes open and soon the sound of the EKG machine came.

It took me a while to register what was going on and where I was, Brian looked scared and his face showed it so well that he couldn't have hidden it.

"My baby," I muttered, "My baby." I repeated as the tears trickled down my cheeks and my grip around Brian's hand tightened.

"Your babies or at least the rest of them are fine," another voice answered and I looked to see the doctor, "you lost one of them but the rest are hale and hearty although we had to bring them out early." She continued.

"One of them? Bring them out early?" I asked, my voice bridled with confusion as I spoke and the doctor nodded affirmatively before explaining further.

"You see, you were actually pregnant with triplets but because of the great deal of stress you've put yourself through and your high blood pressure, you lost one of them." She paused as if to check if we could understand.

"You lost one of your babies, Riley, leaving you with only two but the other two are okay."