The One Night Stand {An August Alsina Story}

Chapter 5.

~Bethany~

•Four Weeks Later•

I sat beside the toilet and cleaned my mouth, trying to calm my breathing.

What the hell is wrong with me?

This is the fifth time today and it's only three o'clock.

I hadn't went out for the past few of weeks because I didn't feel good.

I hadn't talked to Gabby either since the night I went to the bar and saw...

August.

Just the thought of his name pissed me off.

How could I let myself sleep with him?

I just prayed he didn't give me anything.

When I got home that night, I checked my phone to see Derek had left a voicemail to make sure I got home safely.

At least there was some good men out there.

Derek was very attractive and funny and all but I wasn't looking for a relationship at this point.

Plus I barely knew the man.

I was interrupted by my thoughts when someone knocked on my apartment door.

I pulled myself off of the bathroom floor and rinsed my mouth out.

Can't open the door with puke breath.

With a quick check in the mirror, I jogged to the pounding on the front door.

"Damn it, I'm here! Can I help-"

He swiftly walked past me and into the living room.

"What do you want, August?" I close the door back.

"We need ta talk."

He started pacing and running his hands over his hair which only meant one thing: he's nervous.

"How did you know where I live?" I question, crossing my arms.

He stopped pacing and stared at me

"We need ta talk about that night."

Oh great, the one thing I wanted to avoid.

"What about it? We got drunk, we had sex, and I left." I said, walking into the kitchen.

He followed me and leaned against the cabinet.

He took a deep breath and stared at the floor.

"That's the thing, Bethany." He looked in my eyes.

"What is it, August? I really don't have time for this." I hissed, clearly aggravated.

What the hell is so important that he had to show up at my house?

He opened his mouth but nothing came out.

"What the hell is it? Are you pregnant or something?" I joked but he gave me a look that said he was very serious. "O-kay so, how can you be pregnant if-"

"I ain't pregnant." August snapped. "But I think you might be."