"You need to tell him Ally," Stacey had said to me once we left the hospital yesterday. I knew that she was right, Ashton needs to know, but how am I supposed to tell him? Does he even remember me? How was I even supposed to tell my mother?
I am currently lying in bed, next to Stacey whilst she slept. I haven't been able to fall asleep yet and it's already 2 in the morning. I hate over thinking everything!
I slowly reached over and grabbed the scan from the bedside table, using my phone's light to see it and just stared at the little jellybean that was growing inside of me. I already felt sorry for it, and it hasn't even has a chance in life yet, nor does it's father know that it existed.
"What are you doing up?" I looked over to see Stacey rubbing her eyes and then looking at me.
"Couldn't sleep. Sorry if I woke you up."
"Nah, it's ok. Are you ok?" she sat up and rubbed my back.
"Not really. How am I supposed to tell Mum? And Ashton for that matter, I mean, he probably doesn't even remember us, and I don't want to be the first to contact him after just over a month."
"I think that you should tell your Mum first, see how that goes and if anything happens, you know that there is a spare room at my place for you."
"Tell your Mum what?" I jumped when I heard the sound of Mum's voice at the door.
"Mum!"
"What do you have to tell me?" she crossed her arms and glared at us. Shit! She wasn't supposed to be home!
"I-I'm I'm P-pre-pregnant," I looked down at my hands before peeking back up at her to see that her glare was more deepened.
"Pack up your shit and get the fuck out of my house you little whore!" and with that, she slammed my door shut and stomped away, leaving me in shock. I felt Stacey's arms wrap around me as my head dropped onto her shoulder, tears streaming down my face.
"You stay here while I pack your stuff ok, I'll just grab the clothes and a few bits and pieces, you need to stay calm," I nodded as she let go of me and ran around my room, filling my suitcases with everything that she could get in there.
By the time she was finished, she got changed and carried all of my stuff downstairs and into her car, leaving me alone for a few minutes to get changed into the clothes that she left out for me. Lucky for me, I guess, that I don't really have much stuff, just clothes and little bits and pieces like photos and my laptop and stuff like that, everything else can stay.
I looked myself up and down in the mirror and shook my head. Why me? "Come on Ally, we need to get out of here before your Mum wakes up again." I nodded as I left the bathroom and made my way out of the house and into the car, leaving the house and my mother behind.
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One Night Stand Gone Wrong *COMPLETED*
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