Brad's POV
Wait.. She is pregnant? I've had sex many times and never got a girl pregnant... Shit.
Ariana was pretty much crying, I felt that I needed to comfort her. If I didn't I would be a huge douche.
"Hey, Hey... It's okay. We can get through this... I will stay with you the whole time." I say, smiling, trying to cheer her up a bit.
"I'm fucking sixteen, Do you think I want a kid?"
"And I'm eighteen, Do you think I want one?"
"Well, You're an adult. You can do whatever you want. I can barely leave my house, I don't even know how I ended up at that party to be honest."
Honestly, I didn't regret having sex with her. I know it was her first time. She told me, Warning me. Surprisingly, She was amazing. But that is not the point. I got her pregnant... That is the whole point.
"Look, I just don't want to have a kid either, But stuff happens for a reason. We will get through this, together. "I promise." I say, rubbing her back.
I wanted to be responsible, But I'm always the one who leaves. I'm going to try not to this time, I don't want to break that promise. That would be one of the worst promises that I'd break. I've broken a lot. I'm a man-whore, I use girls for sex. I admit it. But, I couldn't help it. I was a bad person. Wait, She's talking. I need to stop thinking.
Ariana goes on and on about how scared she was. I just sit there and listen. SHUT UP, I think to myself, almost saying it.
"Everything will be okay. Stop worrying. You aren't the first to get pregnant at sixteen, Stop acting like you are." I say, Rolling my eyes.
She instantly gets mad,
"You know what? I know you use people. Maybe I shouldn't have told you."
"Don't be such a drama queen."
"I'm scared! I am allowed to be fucking scared!"
"You know what? I don't need this. Forget that promise... I'm leaving." I say, Walking out of the door fastly.
