Unbroken C.B

03

*Leighton's POV*

I was currently sitting on Aaliyah's kitchen floor, crying, whilst eating ice cream.

I was thankfully home alone.

The morning sickness was kicking my butt, and my boobs hurt really bad and I felt constantly exhausted.

Now, you might be wondering why am I sobbing on the kitchen floor with a whole container of ice cream in hand, a big scooping spoon as my utensil of choice. 

Let's just say. I suck at making coffee, and I'm now back on the job hunt. 

I didn't know what I was going to do, since I had yet to start college. I needed to somehow afford this baby, a place to live and enough things to keep me alive.

I felt like I was drowning every time I got the rejection letter.

I had eaten well over half of the container of freshly opened ice cream, and then I ended up just sobbing harder as I thought about how many calories that was.

I was already going to only get fatter with this pregnancy, and here I was shoving ice cream in my face!

I shakily stood up, grasping the countertops with my fingertips. I put the ice cream away and the spoon in the dishwasher before searching for my keys.

I still needed to get my crap out of Gabe's apartment. 

I finally found them, panting as I stood in the kitchen. 

Fuck. I was so out of shape.

I then cried thinking about how it will only get worse, and after 10 minutes of crying and trying to calm myself down, cursing at the baby in my stomach for making me sob every 2 seconds, I was finally in the car on my way to my old apartment. 

I only had a couple more things there, since most of the stuff was his, which only meant I had so much I needed to buy myself.

I was placing some trinkets in a box, along with a couple more clothing items, when I glanced around the room and noticed the TV, laptop, bed, dishes, couches... literally everything.. that I would have to buy again, which ended in me sitting on his floor, in tears, yet again.

How was I going to afford this?

I now had to furnish my own place, buy the baby things, pay for schooling. food, AND pay the bills?! I could barley afford the rent Sam and Colby were asking for, let alone to go buy a fucking laptop.

I cried for another 20 minutes, myself calming down for a few minutes in between, before I pulled it together and closed the box.

I took a video of myself locking the apartment up and where I placed the key, sending it to Gabe, before carefully carrying my box to the car.

I turned around and stared at the door that read 422.

I guess this was goodbye. 

I felt my eyes water and I mentally screamed.

NO MORE CRYING!

I was starting to get annoyed at these pregnancy hormones since I used to not cry that often. I cried sometimes on my period, and then at things that deserved to cry over, but I never cried over stupid shit like this.

Was this going to last all 9 months? How pathetic.

 I put the box with the other two in Aaliyah's office, silently thanking the gods that I had the best, best friend in the whole world. 

I was watching Master Chef, since Aaliyah would kill me for watching Hell's Kitchen without her, when I felt my phone buzz against my leg.

New:
Sam Golbach: Hey Leighton! It's Sam! I was wondering if you wanted to join the roommates and some of their girlfriends/friends tonight for bowling!