#Chapter 154 – Just a Quick Trip to the Pharmacy

“What!” I gasp, shocked, but then I get very angry very fast, ripping my arm out of Jerome’s hand for the third time in about an hour. “I don’t even know if there is a father, Jerome!” “Of course there’s a father –“ he shouts, his voice cracking because apparently he’s as freaked out as I am. “I don’t even know if there’s a baby!” I yell in response, gesturing fervently at the pregnancy tests. “Ohhh my god,” he groans, sinking back on his own ass and putting his head in his hands. I glance around briefly at the other customers who studiously avoid our aisle but don’t hesitate to glance down it, their eyes wide and curious. I bury my instinct to snarl at them all to go fuck themselves and turn my attention back to Jerome. “Seriously, Fay,” he says, raising his eyes to look at me with sorrow and worry all over his face. “Who is the father? Is it Ivan? Because –“ “Oh my god, Jerome,” I snap, leaning forward to smack him hard on the arm. “Of course it’s not Ivan – you know that