The Billionaire's Baby

Chapter 1

Chloé's POV:

I paced around in the bathroom. Since it was small, I did way too many laps as I waited for the minutes to pass. by the time I heard my timer go off, I was a little dizzy, shaky, and most definitely nervous. I took a deep breath, staring at myself in the mirror as I picked up the stick.

Two bars...."No, no, no." How could I have let this happen?! I picked up the second stick, hoping the result would contradict the first one, only it didn't. They both had two dark bars each, telling me that I was indeed....pregnant.

I couldn't be pregnant, not now. I was only 21, and I had just barely finished my two-year course at culinary school not to mention, the father was a one-night stand. I had to tell my mother. I unlocked the door after disposing of the tests and walked out to the living room where I saw her last. It wasn't like I could keep it a secret. I still lived with her and paid my share of the bills

"Ma, I have to tell you something." I walked up to her and stood near the couch, arms crossed as I looked at her.

"Hmm?" she hummed, looking up from her phone.

"I'm pregnant," I announced calmly.

"what? that's wonderful! you will take Jay back at last, then!"

Background info: Jay was Chloe's ex boyfriend who cheated on her which led her to have a one night stand to get over him. Her mom really likes Jay's money so she wants Chloe to take him back. Now back to the story :)

"No, it's not his child. I don't want that cheating piece of---"

"What do you mean it's not his?!" she unwrapped her arms from around me and glared at me as she placed her hands on her hips aggressively.

"I had sex with someone else," I mumbled, slightly ashamed I didn't know the man.

"I don't care tell him it's his. His parents will make him marry you," she said it with a devious smirk as if I'd follow through with her plans. Again, I didn't get her Jay obsession. Surely, money couldn't make someone that crazy...Rigghhtt tell yourself that 0-0.

"What the hell is wrong with you?! Can't you see I don't want to be with him?" I asked, shaking my head, already walking to my room, knowing where this would lead. The last time a conversation like this happened, she kicked me out for a few days.

"I will not have you here as some sort of SLUT. You're ruining my REPUTATION!" she yelled at me, pushing my door open hard. the doorknob hit the mirror behind it, cracking it. I had already pulled out my bags and started filling them up. the good thing was I had a trip already planned, so some things were packed. The bad news was that I might have to cancel that trip for financial reasons.

"Your reputation is already ruined. Aren't you the army wife who slept around while daddy was doing his tours?!" I said without thinking, throwing clothes into the huge suitcase.

"That's it! You dare disrespect me in my house!? I WANT YOU OUT!!" she screamed at me, storming out and slamming the door behind her.

"You kick me out now, and I'll never come back," I warned as I stepped out of my room. I knew this was a possibility, but I had hoped she'd handle things differently. "Sorry for what I said."

"I don't care. Like I said, I don't want to be seen with some girl who opens her legs for anyone," she shouted, still stomping away on the tiled floor. I already paid more then half of the bills I might as well move away. But I couldn't afford a place all by myself. I let out a frustrated sigh and picked up my phone to call Nicole.