Baby Mendes (S~M) <Completed>

Chap. 1

Okay, I'm going to say this before you read, this book isn't good. I wrote it when I was 11 & 12, and it literally isn't realistic at all. I will not be offended if you say things in the comments like "this doesn't make sense," or "why would she do that?" Cause I ask myself the same thing. I re-read this book and cringe cause it sucks so bad. Okay, go ahead if you wish.
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No, no, no, no! I can't be pregnant! I'm 16, I'm not ready!

How am I going to tell Shawn?
I can't tell him.

He is starting his music career, I will ruin it by being pregnant.

He isn't ready to be a father, I can't put him in this position.

I have to break up with him, I love him. But, he will leave me if he finds out.
I know I should tell him, but I just can't.

I call up Shawn and tell him to come over, and he happily agrees.
I put on some more appealing cloths.

Before I knew it, there was a knock on my front door.
I feel like I'm gonna puke.

I open the door to seeing a smiling Shawn.
"Hey Gracie!"
Shawn said this then hugged me.

I'm gonna miss his warm hugs...
I take his hand and lead him to the couch.

"Shawn, we need to talk." I looked up and saw the nervousness in his eyes.

"A-about what?" At this point Shawn looked like he was gonna scream.

"Shawn, we need to break up." I said it, I really said. I didn't think I was going to, but I did. And now, I regret it.

He didn't say any thing, he just stared at me. Tears leaving his eyes.

"I love you." He whispers.
I can tell his heart is breaking, and so is mine.
"You should, go Shawn." why did i say that.
He looked at me with hurt in his eyes.

"O-ok." He said, his bottom lip trembling.
He got up from the couch not making eye contact.

He then stopped at the door, then turned around.
He reached in his pocket, and pulled out his wallet. He grabbed some thing, then threw it on the floor. Then finally, he stormed out.

I picked up what he threw.
It was a picture of me and him, at are 1 year anniversary.

We were kissing in the pool, and right then and there.
I ripped the picture and screamed out with sobs.

"Why did I do that?" I screamed, I'm sure my neighbours could hear me.

I miss him, already. I want to hug him and kiss him and tell him I love him.

But it's too late now.
I'm hate myself.