Held Hostage By My Russian Baby Daddy

Baby

I sat on the couch eating ice cream and watching tv .

I was so bored here alone by myself . I started talking to my unborn child more than I talked to anyone else .

I still had pain in my stomach but it has gotten a lot better. I just can't bend over or laugh or really do anything but sit there.

I heard a knock on the door. I rolled my eyes , they'll go away .

" Open up, it's Rico " I  heard the voice say loudly.

I got up quickly and put a baggy shirt on that even fit a bit tightly around my belly .

" I know you're home" he said hitting the door again

I opened it .

" What's going on?" I asked confused as I crossed my arms

" What the duck were you doing in here?!" He asked as he pushed pasted me . I smelt the strong liquor come from his breath

" Rico. Stop no one is here!" I said grabbing his arm

He pushed me back .

" I'll find out for myself!" He said pulling out his gun as he walked through the house .

I rolled my eyes . As he went to each room ..

" You find anyone?" I said

" Where is he?!" Rico said walking up to me

" No one is here!" I raised my voice back and said

He put away his gun and walked closer to me .

" No Rico. I don't feel well" I said looking at him

" I'm horny" he said as he kissed me.

I pulled away as he brought me closer. He proceeded to take off my shirt.

" Take off your shirt" he said

" I have the stomach virus. I'm not feeling well. Can you leave ?" I asked annoyed as I pushed him away

" You have the stomach virus but a gallon of ice cream is half eaten?" He said pointing to my coffee table

I rolled my eyes .

" That's the only thing helping me" I said as I began to walk away

He pulled me back and pushed me on the couch .

The pain in my stomach was too much. " get off of me!" I screamed as I held my stomach

He backed away. " What the fuck is your problem?!" He asked looking at me as I sat up on the couch

I pressed my hand on my stomach and got up as I went to the restroom.

I'm not bleeding. Which is a good sign?.

I took a deep breath as I washed my hands and then made my way into my bed

" You gone tell me what's going on" he said sitting in the bed next to me

" You're going to hate me" I said as I began crying

" No I won't?. Tell me" he said looking at me as he put his hand around my stomach .

" I'm pregnant" I said quickly

He looked at me and then at my belly " What?" He asked confused

" I'm pregnant!." I said slower

He got up  and looked at me as he back away " You're what?. Who's the father?" He asked

" You've been the only guy I've slept with! You know that " I said looking at him

" I was careful!. I'm always careful, so shit like this doesn't fucking happen!" He said raising his voice. He paced around the room as he took deep breaths

" Look you don't have to be in the baby's life. I can do it myself" I said looking at him

" I'm no deadbeat . If the child is mine. I will take on full responsibilities! " he said looking at me

I pulled out the picture of the baby " I got a picture of him or her" I said handing him the photo

He took it and looked at it for a couple of seconds . " We'll do a DNA test, then go from there" he said throwing the picture on the bed

I grabbed the picture and looked at it . "  If that makes him feel better than whatever " I thought to myself

I heard the door slam and then I got up and locked it.

He took it well right?

I won't have to do this alone..