Aᴘʀɪʟ 12, 2014
I walk into school with my head hung low. It was a pretty rough month for me. Especially since my geometry teach told me the only way to pass the class was to do a research project on why math was invented. Yet my mind was not focused on school anymore. I wish it was but it wasn't.
I walk into the girls bathroom and I take off my hoodie and I open my purse and I look down at the two positive pregnancy tests I took a month ago. I was having a child. I was having a child at fifteen and I had only eight months to prepare myself. Not only that, the child's father was the man everyone adored in school. We hadn't talk since our night of sexual events. He decided it's best we kept it a secret and we go back to living our seperate lives, but that was no more because I was carrying his child.
And did I want to keep this child? I don't think so. I had a alcoholic mother and my father was never present and when he was. He only hit my mother. He did it in front of me never cared to hide it. Yet my father would never lay a finger onto me. He always told me he loved me and he did those horrific things to my mother because he had too. It scared me. Hearing them argue and fight, but my mother wasn't no saint. She was my abuser whenever father wasn't around.
So did I want to raise a child in that environment?
No, no I didn't. I couldn't and I wouldn't. I quickly put my hoodie back on and close my purse as I leave the restroom. Today I was to man up and tell Taehyung the truth. That I was one month pregnant and he was the father of my child. From there I didn't know what next, but I knew carrying the weight of this without him knowing was tearing me apart.
I groan as I see Taehyung leaned against the locker flirting with the cheerleaders. And here I was dressed in joggers and a hoodie about to tell him the most important thing that would either change his life or not.
"Tae.." I call out as the cheerleaders and Taehyung advert their eyes to me. The girls looked at me with disgusted faces and I ignored their irrelevant presence.
"Uh and you are?" Taehyung acts and I roll my eyes.
"No time for games, I have to talk to you about something private." I whisper and he scoffs.
"Can we go somewhere private please?" I ask.
He doesn't answer me, he only dismissed the cheerleaders and gestures me to follow behind him.
"I'm pregnant." I blurt out and Taehyung looks over at me. He doesn't say anything he only looks at me with regrets.
"And...it's suppose to be mine?" He asks and I nodd.
"Who else would it be?" I ask back.
"A lot of girls have pulled this card on me. Many women crave my attention how do I know you aren't doing the same?" He questions.
"I don't want your attention." I say crossing my arms.
Taehyung doesn't say anything else, he only looks away from me and out the window of his car. I frown as I open my purse and place the pregnancy tests on the dash board.
"Since you think I'm lying." I say softly.
He looks over at them and he takes them. He chuckles to himself before taking a good look at them and putting them in glove department.
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