It was a long day at the hospital, and I’m happy to be back in the hotel room where I can relax and focus on the finale.
I’ve survived all the eliminations, and it’s down to me and Mercedes. I’m not surprised. John really likes both of us; I have a feeling there is more to the voting than how well we’re doing in the challenges. Since Royce and I had that conversation, he’s given me more space.
He’s nicer to me but he makes effort to treat all the remaining interns the same, even Mercedes. I get the impression he doesn’t care for her much either, but with his position on the show, he’s not able to change how he’s handling anyone.
I slowly open my eyes. Anxiety and resentment of the night before flood back into my brain. I don’t care if I’m not supposed to be at the hospital prior to the shoot. I’ll be there first thing, like Royce.
I get out of bed. Instantly, a wave of nausea almost knocks me off my feet. I double over, holding my stomach as I taste bile. I scamper to the bathroom, fall to my knees, and vomit in the toilet. I’m confused. I hardly ate a thing the day before. Come to think of it, I haven’t had much of an appetite lately.
I’ve felt more tired than usual, but I’ve blamed it on working so hard. Now I can’t recall when I had my last period. Longer than a month. With all that’s been going on with Royce and the show, I did not think of it, but now a sinking feeling in my stomach overwhelms me.
After dragging myself out of the bathroom and fighting the nausea for nearly an hour, I hurry out of the hotel to the nearest convenience store. I buy a pregnancy test and hurry back to my room, with each step praying it displays a negative.
Moments later, I sit on the toilet with my pants around my ankles, staring at the two lines in the little box. It’s positive. I’m pregnant. How can it be? I only missed one pill on my last pack, and it was shortly before my period. The timing was off, and the odds were extremely slim.
So were the odds of me ever meeting Royce in the first place or the odds of us having sex. The Pill can fail, but I never thought it would happen to me. I’m the rule, not the exception.
My eyes dart around the bathroom. I’m too lost in thought to see clearly. As if this day wasn’t bad enough, now I have to find a way to tell Royce I’m pregnant. This will solidify what the series was trying to portray.
A scandal is unfolding before me and I feel powerless to stop it.
If one thing’s for sure, my life just got a lot more complicated.