"Are you alright?" Greg asked, approaching me.
I sat on a bench outside of the hospital.
"I'm fine, Greg..."
"What's wrong?"
"I-I don't think. I want this."
"You... you want an abortion?" He swallowed hard.
"I don't know..."
"Well. Do you want the baby?"
"I don't want to kill it... It's part of me-but, people will ask questions. What do I say when they ask who the father is?"
"Look, I don't know-"
"Exactly! You don't know!" I stood up.
"Y/n! Just because I don't know doesn't mean this wont work!"
"Greg. I'm keeping the baby!"
"Alright. Good." he softened his voice.
"But I don't want you in his life." I swallowed.
"What? y/n, that's crazy! A child needs both parents."
"You lied, how do I know you won't lie again?!" I shouted.
"This is my child!" I yelled.
"Our child!"
"You lied!"
"I'll take you to court as an unfit parent!" he threatened.
"Great idea! Lets go to court! Principal rapes student! How's that for a headline?!"
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Try me." I smirked.
"Y/n. This is serious."
"I am serious."
"I'd go to jail!"
"I know."
"We need to think about this!"
"I've had plenty of time to think."
"Y/n, think about the child."
"I always think about my child."
I started to walk away.
"Y/n!" He yelled, "y/n!"
I kept walking, I saw my doctor. I remembered back to the times we dated... He did kiss me a few moments ago.
"Dave!" I shouted, he looked up and smiled.
"Could I get a ride?"
"Sure." he opened the door.
"Where to?"
"Your place." I sighed.
I was backsliding and hard.
