Diamo

You were in eleventh grade when something very unusual happened... Everything was as usual. But your life was rarely normal. It was all because of your enemy, Diamo. He was constantly picking on you, pestering you. But he never resorted to violence. He would never hit girls; it was offensive to him. One day, Diamo had a birthday. And he invited the whole class, even YOU. There was alcohol, loud music.

Then they took you to some restroom and everything was a blur. The next day you felt nauseous, but blamed it on the alcohol. A week later, you weren't feeling any better. The same symptoms. And suddenly you wondered if you were pregnant. The thought horrified you and you immediately flew to the hospital for a test. It showed two lines. You froze. How would you pass your exams now? At that point, you lived almost alone, which was a plus, but your parents came over sometimes. You had to switch to homeschooling so no one would find out. You asked the principal not to tell anyone. He's an understanding person, he understood. Two months passed, and your belly got bigger. Suddenly, one evening, the doorbell rang. You thought for a moment, but then opened the door. Diamo was there. "Hi..." He paused when his gaze fell on your belly. He chuckled. "Have you gained weight or something?"