Author’s Note: So! This get’s a little intense. I’m just going to give it a trigger warning, because she get’s roofied and almost kidnapped. Nothing like rape happens, but I think if this happened to someone it has potential to be triggering and offensive. So I guess reader’s discretion is advised.
-Ashley
You shouldn’t be here. You knew that before you came, but all you could think about was how bad Henrik had taken the pregnancy. You and Henrik Zetterberg had been dating for going on 2 years. Everything had been fine until 3 weeks ago when he had gotten you pregnant. You had planned to tell him in an extravagant way, but nothing really came to mind so you decided to just tell him casually. However, that did NOT go as planned. Henrik lashed out, blamed you, broke your favorite lamp and told you to get out of his apartment. So, naturally, you decided to dress like a hooker and go to the club. You weren’t sure why it was your first instinct. It just seemed like the lest reckless thing you could do to get Henrik’s attention.
You walked near the bartender and debated on getting a drink. “Damn it, (Y/N),you know better than this.” Right as you were about to listen to your conscience when you felt someone grab your upper arm. You flinched and tried to pull your arm away. A well dressed man had your arm.
He smiled big, “Hello, Lovely. Care for a drink?”
You blushed, suddenly feeling uncomfortable with being here. You awkwardly walked a few feet over to the bar and sat down on a stool next to the man. He called over a bartender and ordered two drinks. You could barely look up at him once he spoke.
“What’s your name?”
You cleared your throat and found the courage to look up and answer. “(Y/N).”
He smiled. “Beautiful name for the beautiful lady. My name is Gabriel.”
You blushed as you looked over him. He was unfortunately quite attractive.
“So what is a young girl like yourself doing all alone on a Friday night.”
You debated one telling the truth but suddenly remembered how angry you were with Henrik. “Just looking for some fun.”
Gabriel smiled big. The bartender came over and set down two red drinks. You raised an eyebrow at him.
He was still smiling and answered the question you had been thinking, “It’s a Metropolitan. Little vodka, little cranberry juice.”
You nodded and tediously took a sip. You smiled once you realized you liked the taste.
“Good, huh?” He asked.
You nodded and took another sip. He began asking you questions about yourself and you answered them and asked your own in return. You found out he was 32 (quite older than you at 21) he was an employee at Microsoft, and he was rather fond of cats. You laughed and before you knew it you were on your third drink and were feeling very fuzzy.
“Woah…” You wobbled a little on your stool. Gabriel reached out a hand and steadied you.
“Little tipsy?” He asked. Your heart began pounding when you realized how you had never felt this dizzy while drinking.
“What was in that?” You asked slurred. Gabriel stood up with a no longer friendly expression.
“Let’s go.” He said, gripping your arm.
You tried to pull away but were seriously feeling the effects of gulping down two of the delicious red drinks.
Gabriel pulled to you through the dancing people towards the door. You desperately tried to draw attention, but could barely get your body to follow even the simplest of commands. Gabriel got you to the door and out onto the streets. You could already feel yourself slipping out of consciousness. He stuck out a hand and a car pulled over to let him in.
Right as he opened the door you could hear a voice yell, “Get your hands off my girlfriend!”
You looked over while Gabriel tried to push you in the taxi and tried to see what man was coming to your rescue. Gabriel quickly gave up on you and pulled you out of the car, throwing you to he pavement. In effort to escape Gabriel stepped over you and tried to get in the back of the car. Henrik reached the car in the nick of time and pulled Gabriel out by his collar.
He yelled angrily into his face, “What did you do to her? What did you do to her you son of a bitch?”
Gabriel stood up and shoved off Henrik. “Fuck off. It’s none of your business.”
You looked up from the ground at the scene above you. Even through you haze you could still see how angry Henrik looked. He reached his arm out and grabbed Gabriel’s shirt again.
“It’s sure as hell my business. That’s my girlfriend and she’s carrying my baby.”
Gabriel looked quickly to you and back to Henrik. You tried to sit up to intervene but found yourself back on the ground again, this time out cold.
“(Y/N)?!”
Henrik let go of Gabriel and quickly knelt beside you. He checked for a pulse and was thankful to feel a slight one. A woman ran over with 911 on the phone. While Henrik checked on you Gabriel looked around at the street of people noticing the situation. He turned and jumped into the car before anyone could stop him. Henrik cursed under his breath and pulled your unconscious body closer to him.
“Please, Baby… stay with me now.”
You woke up in a hospital bed. You looked around confused and flinched when you saw Henrik resting in a chair beside you bed. When he heard you move his head jolted up.
“(Y/N)! Thank god.”
He stood up and brushed the hair out of your face.
“How do you feel?” He asked.
You moved your body slightly and winced. “Stiff and sore.”
He nodded and leaned down to kiss your forehead. “I’m so sorry, babe…”
You sighed and stared at the wall in front of you.
“I am,” Henrik continued, “I treated you like garbage and I regretted it the minute you left. I ran out after you but you were gone. I called Pavel and Kronwall. We were looking for you for two hours. I just never would have expected you to be there.”
He ran a hand through his hair.
“What happened?” You asked.
Henrik sighed and sat back down in his chair.
“That guy. He roofied your drink. After talking with cops yesterday they said they’ve had 4 or 5 reported rape cases that were like what was going to happen to you. The cops want to talk to you, but they want to make sure you’re okay. Are you?”
You nodded and sat up a little. “Is… is the baby okay?”
Henrik sighed and nodded. “The baby is alive. Unfortunately, Rohypnol can cause some effects after the baby is born… That is if you still want to have the baby.”
Henrik ended the phase awkwardly. You sighed and looked down at your stomach that was now covered in hospital garb.
“Yes, Henrik. I want to keep my baby. What happened last night was the biggest mistake of my life, and I love my baby. I don’t care if you want to have it or not. I’m going to raise it.”
Henrik nodded and grabbed your hands.
“(Y/N). I was only scared. After seeing you like that last night… I started thinking about my life without you and I realized I don’t want to live without you. I want to grow old with you, and I definitely want to raise a baby with you.”
You were shocked to hear him say this. You felt emotions rising up inside you.
Henrik gently pulled you into a hug. “I love you, babe. I always will.”
-Ashley
