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Penn State University.
Home to the craziest sorority girls, most obnoxious football players, and a possible Vice President's son.
Sloane Beck wants nothing more than to have her cheating ex-boyfriend crawl back to her.
Blake Day wants not...
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Sloane Beck
I might've been the daughter of millionaires.
But never in my life did I think I would end up in a CVS bathroom, taking three pregnancy tests.
My breathing was uneasy as I hovered over top of them, watching like an animal stalking its prey. I had just gotten my period, but it only lasted a day or two. Which was unlike me, it was unlike me.
When it came to menstruation it was always one of two things:
I never had a period at all.
Or I just bled as I had just gotten shot.
Not to mention Blake had decided to ditch the concept of condoms. I didn't ask him to wear them and he just didn't reach for them anymore.
But this bleeding was different.
It was light pink—it was spotty. I was cramping, but it wasn't like regular period cramps. I was an idiot to of ignored the possible signs but—I just needed to make sure I wasn't before I packed up my life and moved on from him.
It was like it was a sign.
It was telling me it wasn't time to leave him.
"Okay," I sighed through my words as I washed my hands again, trying to pass time. I didn't have my phone. But thank god I still had the abundance of cash Blake Day threw at me this morning.
If only he knew he had been paying for Plan B's and pregnancy tests.
But if I was pregnant?
I would get the abortion and run. I would run for the hills—probably back to Russia where I could just forget about this life ever happened. My life was a shit show—a hysterical shit show that had no end in sight.
Three more minutes.
I would be waiting the entirety of the three minutes- I didn't want to have the whole Naomi mix-up going on. I just wanted to wait for the results, receive the results, and then get the fuck out of this city.
