Tell him the truth, he will understand

It's almost an hour that you spend in the bathroom while trying to figure out how to explain the situation to Frank. To be on the safe side, you grab one of the pregnancy tests from the medicine cabinet and pee on the stick - not pregnant. Definitely not pregnant.

Upon leaving the bathroom, you see that Frank not only was already awake, but preparing food in the kitchen. You could hear the sweet sizzling of fresh bacon and eggs, followed by the tune of the toaster as it expelled a few freshly toasted slices of bread. You approach your sort-of-boyfriend from behind and give him a kiss.

"I've got some news. Kind of good news, kind of bad news, not sure. It turns out that I'm not pregnant," you announce, and Frank turns around angrily. "The hell? But you were sure yesterday. How can you need to be pregnant now?"

You quickly explain some details about your cycle, and how it can happen to women that a period is sometimes a little late. Frank however wasn't very understanding. Pissed off as he was, he slapped you right across the cheek and you gasp in response. You quickly raise your hand up to your cheek to comfort yourself, the skin felt burning hot.

Instead of apologizing, Frank grabbed a good fistful of your hair and half-dragged you back to the bathroom where he began to toss a couple different boxes out of the medicine cabinet before finding the one he was looking for. C - L - O... you attempted taking a better look while he was already opening the package. C-L-O-M-I-D... Clomid? Just below that it said 'Fertility Medication Treatment'.

"Huh? No it's not like I can't get pregnant, it's just that my period was late, I don't need to- - hnng!" you get interrupted as he shoves two pills into your mouth, and before you could react you already swallowed them down with one big gulp. Even coughing didn't help, they were down. Frank in the meantime places the package back on the sink. "It's fine. Just look at it like a... reverse birth control pill. It should make things a whole lot more fun for both of us when your pussy is just aching to get filled with baby gravy. And as long as you take those pills, it's not gonna be just one baby that will grow in ya," he chuckled wickedly before leaning in to give you a kiss on your sore cheek. "Just go with the flow, we'll be happy. Who knows, if you get pregnant, I might even marry you. You would make your mom happy and proud," he continued before leaving you alone to finish his breakfast preparations.

It was difficult to comprehend all of what's going on. You reach for the small box and read more of the fine print. 'Highly concentrated ingredients. Twins or triplets are very likely. Do not take more than one pill per day."

Shit.