Angrily

"What?! You didn't pull out? I could get pregnant, you asshole!" she screamed as she quickly gathers her clothing.

"I'm sorry. I just couldn't stop," you say sorrowfully. You know you've really screwed up.

As she dresses, she continues, "If I get pregnant, you're paying for it! I know where you live!" Once she's done pulling her tank top down, she storms out of the room.

You dress slowly, regretting your lack of control. When you finally exit the storage room, people are filtering back into the school from the athletic field.

The rest of the day is just depressing, and you take every opportunity to kick yourself. You manage to avoid seeing John all day.