Mistakes We've Made..

~Six~

I paced back and forth from the kitchen to the living room, attempting to figure out what I did now. I couldn't call anyone to tell them, I'd thrown my phone at the wall after the doctors office had called... Meaning all of this had to be done in person. I felt sick to my stomach at the thought of saying it out loud. I pulled my shoes and jacket on, walking to the first house that came to mind.

I stood at the end of the drive way staring at his house and thinking the situation over and over in my mind. What was the worst that could happen, right? I inhaled deeply, walking up to the front door and knocking.

"Oh, hello Devon." Ben's mother smiled at me. "He's upstairs."

I nodded, kicked off my shoes and headed straight up the stairs to his bedroom, knocking before opening the door.

"Come- Devon?" He looked at me confused. "It's 9:00, in the morning..."

"We need to talk." I said quickly, pacing once again. "It's kind of really important."

"Okay..." He stared at me confused.

"I'm... We're...?" I stopped. "Uhh, I'm pregnant."

"Don't joke about that stuff." Ben laughed.

"I wouldn't joke about being pregnant, Benjamin." I said, feeling my anger rise.

"You can't be pregnant!" Ben said quickly.

"Well, I am!" I shouted. "And guess whose fault that is?"

"This is the part where you say somewhere between the party and now you and Jon had sex." Ben said, his voice growing worried.

"Nope."

"Fuck..."

"That's what got us into this mess!" I said angrily. "What the fuck do I do now?"

"I don't know!"

"Well, neither do I! I can't have your baby, Ben!" I yelled. "Seriously, this all never should've happened."

"I know." Ben sighed. "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too, but it's a little too late for sorry." I sighed.

"Well, there are options..." Ben trailed off. "You don't have to have the baby..."

"Are you suggesting an abortion?" I stared at him in complete shock.

"I mean... It might be best." He shrugged. "Neither of us want to, or could be parents right now."

"I guess." I sighed heavily. "We still have to tell Jon."

"He's going to flip out..." Ben sighed heavily. "He's been in love with you since forever."

"I know he's going to flip out." I replied. "I'm probably losing him after he finds all of this out."

"He loves you... Maybe he'll understand?"

"I doubt it." I sighed. "I'm going to go and talk to Jon... I'll see you on Monday."

I left Ben's house quickly, and made my way towards Jon's house. How do you tell your long term boyfriend that you're pregnant with one of his best friends kid? He's going to flip out...

I walked up the steps to Jon's front door, a lump forming in my throat as I knocked. It felt like I stood there waiting for someone to answer for hours... But finally, Jon answered the door smiling the second he noticed me.

"What're you doing here?" He asked, pulling me into a hug.

I fought back tears, and tried to speak, but nothing would come out.
"I... Had to see you." I said quietly, trying to swallow down the lump. "I missed you."