Taunting

C H A P T E R T W E N T Y

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Perspective of: Daya

One more week. Just one more week of college and I could finally graduate. Class finals, studying, and a ginormous pile of stress. There's just so much running through my mind.

Who would have thought a journalism major would have been this hard? My brain practically melted the more I stared into these thick books. My laptop with wayyy too many tabs open. This was it. The real college life.

"I'm over this." I thought as I packed up all me things, then walked out the large library doors. The small warmth from the sun kissed my sky. The vast sky slowly turning into a deep orange. Summer was edging closer and closer, and I'm loving it.

After a well needed 10 minute walk, I finally entered the dorm, moving boxes pack all over the place. After a long time of searching, May and I had finally found apartments for ourselves. They were in walking distance with each other which was a plus. Now all we needed to do was finalize some paperwork and graduate, then we'd finally be on our way to total adulthood.

"May?" I called out noticing she wasn't on her bed as usual. As I walked over to the bathroom, I could hear a faint sound, almost like sad whimpers.

"May?" I called out again, this time opening the bathroom door.

There she was, tears streaming down her face as she sat on the toilet, her face buried into her hands. I immediately rushed over to her kneeling right by her.

"May, what's the matter? Why're you crying?" I moved her hands away from her face, wiping her tears.

"Day... I don't know what to do." Her voice cracks breaking my heart.

"What is it?" I grabbed some toilet paper for her runny nose.

Without a word she pointed to the counter, my eyes slowly trailing to three small objects laying there. My mouth flung open as I see pregnancy tests.. all with two lines.

"Oh fuck." I mumbled under my breath.

May has always wanted kids, she's absolutely amazing with them. But as of right now, a kid was the last thing she wanted. All the stress of moving, studying, taking finals, and now a baby?! I couldn't begin to imagine how she's feeling right now.

I couldn't do anything but hug her in that moment, I had no idea what to even say. Suddenly, May's face widened in shock.

"Our date. I had alcohol that night. What if it effects the baby?" Her voice cracked.

"I'm sure the baby will be fine. You didn't even drink that much." I tried my best to reassure her.

"Right, it'll be fine."
"But.. what do you think Julian will say?" Her voiced soft and shaky.

"I'm sure he'll support you and the baby. He's not an asshole." I pulled her out of the hug, wiping her tears away once again.

"I should call him." She snuffled looking around for her phone.

"May, this is a serious topic, you need to talk about it in person." I advised her, holding onto her hands tightly.

"You're right." She sighed getting up.
"Come with me?"

"Now?!" I exclaimed, thinking she needed two maybe three days to ready herself.

With that, we hopped into the car, quickly arriving at the guy's house.

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Perspective of: May

I'm gonna fucking puke. My heart was pounding as I stood in front of the door, eyes probably puffy as all hell.

"You got this." Daya smiled grabbing my hand.

I softly nodded back to her, finally building up the courage to knock on the door.

"Oh, what are you guys doing here?" Julian swung open the door, a big smile plastered on his face.

There I stood frozen. Looking deep into his coffee brown eyes. Not knowing what to say next. His eyes looked at me back with concern and a hint of confusion.

"May, you alright? You guys can come in." His voice worried as he let us in.

"Can we talk for a sec? In private. Please." I managed to utter out, not being able to look him in the eye.

"Yeah, of course. Um.. Daya you can make yourself at home, I think Kaidan will be home soon." He announced then led me up to his room.

Entering his room, I nervously sat on his bed, taking a deep breath. A hundred thousand thoughts continued to run through my head as my eyes began to weld with tears. Do I just tell him straight up? What would he say? How would he react? What if he leaves me? How can I raise this child?

"Baby, what's wrong?" Julian knelt before me, holding my hands.

I couldn't even manage to look him the eye yet alone get any words out.

"Are you not feeling alright? Or is it something I did? Look at me." He uses his hand to pull my head down, forcing our eyes to meet.

"I'm pregnant." Tears began to flow down my face.

I continued to stare at him, searching for a reaction, any reaction. His expression was frozen, he didn't even move.

"Holy shit." He muffled underneath his voice.

Fuck. I wasn't expecting that.

"I-is the baby mine?"

What? My eyes hardened with anger, as I shot up from the bed.

"Are you fucking serious right now? Obviously the baby is yours! You think I would fucking cheat on you?!" I yelled out continuously wiping tears from my eyes.
"Listen, it's either you're in this baby's life or not. I'm not gonna force you to do anything but I'm keeping it no matter what."

Almost in an instant, Julian pounces up pulling me into a tight hug. A short gasp escapes from my lips as his body weight slams into mine. Just then I hear a faint sob in my ear, and small wet taps on my shoulder.

"Are you crying?" I asked Julian as I wrapped my arms around him.

"No, you are." His voiced cracked a bit causing me to chuckle.

A faint smile formed across my face. God, can he get any more perfect?

Julian ten lifts his head from my shoulder and grabs my face with both his hands. Large, warm, and soft, my safe space. Using his thumb, he then wipes away my remaining tears as I stare up at his watery eyes and bright smile.

"I'm so in love with you. Every single inch of you. That includes our baby, and I swear on my life, I would do anything to protect the both of you." His eyes watered his voice sweet.

Speechless. I'm absolutely speechless right now. I pull myself up feeling his soft, plump lips on mine. Our kisses soft and gentle with faint smiles between them.

Perfect.