ᴴᴱᴿᴼᴵᴺᴱ | l.gallagher

𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐱

tw: mention of suicide*
if you aren't comfortable I will put a star at the top of the paragraph when it starts sweethearts 🫶 enjoy ;)

Britney spent most of the morning worrying about what to do, what to expect, she knew she had to break the news to him, but what would he do, the aftermath was everything that frightened her.

"Hey." Liam called as he opened the door to britneys apartment, he held a bag of shopping in one hand the other.

"Hey." Britney responded as she was sitting on the sofa waiting for him to arrive

"Ight' what did you want to tell me?" Liam asked placing the bag on the counter, as he lit a cigarette sitting next to Britney resting his elbow on the sofa

"Well, I don't know how to say this but."

"I'm pregnant."

"What?" His eyes widened his face going slightly pale as he choke on his cigarette

"I know, it's horrible, but it's just as scary for me." Britney said as she was on the verge of tears

"I dont- I don't know what to say." Liam said stuttering

"You don't have to say anything I just wanted you to know."

"I need to go." He pushed himself of the couch as he practically sprinted out of the door in a rush

"Shit." Britney huffed as she this outcome was what she was dreading.

Getting up of the couch, she grabbed the bottle of vodka that was sitting on her kitchen counter a long with a bag of food that Liam had brought round. She twisted the cap and let the cool liquid burn the back of her throat, she then realised what she was doing as she placed the bottle down.

"Oh god."

"What the fuck am I doing." She said under her breath rubbing her eyes with the palms of her fingers

She placed the bottle of vodka underneath the sink in the cupboard as she fell flat on her back in her bed.

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Turning in her bed she has fallen asleep on top of the covers her skin full of goosebumps, her window was slightly opened as her blinds began to sway.

Checking the time, it was 4:47pm which was a good time to start eating some food.

She decided to throw a sandwich together with whatever Liam had bought, he knew what she liked and what she didn't so he would always get the right things which was useful.

Someone being there for her was the least of her worries, How she was going to raise this baby all on her own, she knew what it was like not having a loving father that never contacted and she would do everything to prevent that for her child but it's looking like she had failed.

Her eyes started to tear up, the idea of being a unsuccessful parent got to her, she couldn't provide for her child like she longed for, give her the childhood she once yearned to have.

Her salty tears ran down leaving a wet consistency down her cheeks, she screamed out into her hands as she threw a glass across the room, her mother was gone for good, the father of her child leaving, the constant hate from the press. It was all too much.

* She pressed her back against the wall letting herself fall down, her knees pressed against her breast a headache began to pulse in her brain as she worried herself sick over something's she couldn't control.

She held a kitchen knife in one of her hands, her gut telling her to put it down and ignore everthing her brain saying to do it, and for this time like ordinary, she was going to listen to her brain.

Clenching her eyes shut the sharpest end of the knife poked at her stomach, finding the will power to just slam it through her body to end all of these worried, anxieties, it will all be over nothing to be afraid of.

All she wanted was Liam, she had him, she left, she found him and he left, it's revenge, and it was hitting her like a ton of bricks, she loved that stupid idiotic man, how he would get
pissed at the slightest thing, how overprice would be, but how soft he would be with her. The make attention she longed for and she got, but let it fly away into dust.