Is he worth it?

Chapter 24 Her name is Bianca.

PJs POV

I was sitting on my couch crying with Tayla and Shalaya. I mean snot free flowing and everything. I just cannot comprehend the fact that he really left me. He left me and his child. He is just like my dad. I knew I was taking a chance, but damn this hurts so bad. I loved him. I gave him everything and he just decided I wasn't enough.

"He just told me he didn't want anything to do with me or the baby." I sobbed.

"Why would he get your hopes up like that? Wow. Men really aren't shit." Said Shalaya.

"I am so sorry he did this to you. You got us though and if he doesn't want to step up and be a father to his kid then he can be a dead beat by himself." Tayla sounded pissed.

"I am so stupid to think he actually would want to do this. It was all fake and he never even fucking loved me!"

"You are not stupid! It is not your fault. Please don't blame yourself." said Tayla hugging me. That's it. I guess I was just going to be a single mom like my mother was. If she could do it, so could I. Not like I had a choice. I knew all men were the same. Lying bastards.

6 months have really come and gone. I was really sad the first few weeks and on top of the nightmares I was having, I really couldn't bring myself to get out of bed. With so much stress My body had been through and been going through, I had a hospital scare and almost lost the baby. My doctor said I was going to have to go on bed rest until I delivered. I'm not saying I was mad at the situation, but after a while I got bored.

I ended up doing online therapy while I was home. My psychiatrist helped me with my nightmares. She knows I was kidnapped, but doesn't know about the whole gang situation. I kind of had to be careful though reliving my situation because I certainly was not ready to deliver a baby so soon.

I told her about Noah. Sometimes I feel stupid for missing him, but he has a part of me. I'm creating a whole human that is part him too. I did try calling him after like 3 months. I even called his mom.

"Hey Mrs. Doorney how are you?"

"I am doing fine. How are you? Bet you are missing Noah just as much as me, but I'm proud of him. Getting a job shooting a movie all the way in Europe must have be so exciting for him." She laughed.

I had to play it off and pretend I already knew that. It really hurt me to hear that he wasn't even in the state let alone the country. I didn't know he was leaving. He left me and his child for a big job opportunity. I wasn't enough. I guess his job is more important to him than his own child. Like honestly, he doesn't want to be with me fine, but to leave his child. I don't even have any respect for him at this point. His poor mom I'm assuming has no clue about the baby or else I know she would make him stay. I'm not going to tell her though. If he doesn't want to be in our baby's life then I'm assuming he doesn't want his family to be involved either.

Tayla walked into my room bringing me breakfast. I was so relieved. After the night I had of uncomfortable cramp like feelings, I was exhausted and hungry. I think that is my body just preparing to give birth next week. They say if my water doesn't break soon then they will induce me early next week.

"MMM... That oatmeal smells delicious! Thank you, Tay!" I said grabbing the bowl she was handing me. In the last few months, Tayla had moved in to help me out. A true best friend. Shalaya popped in and helped when she could too. The only times I was allowed to get up were to go to the bathroom and eat. Other than that is was a no go and as my stomach grew it got harder to get up off my bed, so I needed help from time to time.

"Of course, best friend. Okay I pre-made you lunch and dinner and there are snacks just in case too. Remember I am going on my date with my girlfriend tonight, but if you need me please don't hesitate to call. Shalaya should be coming to check up on you. Remember the doctor said don't get up unless it's to go to the bathroom." She said while putting the rest of the food she made for me on the other side of the bed.