I'm Gonna Make You Miss Me (Sam Hunt)

Chapter 5: It'll Be Okay, Right?

~Leila's POV~

I awoke the next morning and began my routine that I have been suffering through the past week or so. I jumped out of bed, carefully and ran to the bathroom before leaning over the toilet and throwing up. This pregnancy was apparently going to be very hard. But no matter how hard it gets, I'm stuck like this. At least for the next nine or so months. It just really sucks that I'll be going through all of this alone. How am I going to explain to my future child that their father didn't want to be apart of our lives? It's not the fact that I want Sam to be apart of my life, because what I want doesn't matter now. It's what is best for our future kid. That's currently my main priority. It's going to be really hard with dealing with everything but I'm going to do it. I'm going to get through it. And everything will be okay.

At least I hope.

I packed all my bags last night and was going to be leaving soon. I was nervous.
I really didn't know what my parents were going to say and I really don't need them flipping out on me right now. It's just not something I can handle.

I called my mom to let her know I'd be leaving for that way soon. While calling her, I put all my bags in the car and double checked to make sure I had everything. I went back inside after putting my bags away and got ready to leave. I changed clothes, showered, and did my normal routine.

As soon as I was done, I was out the door and on my way to my parents house.

A few hours in to driving, my phone rang. It was the person I dreaded most, the person I definitely wasn't in the mood to talk to, but something made me hit answer and begin a conversation with him. It was Sam.

(S- Sam, L- Leila)

Phone call~

L- Hello?

S- Hey, it's Sam

L- Yeah, I kind of gathered that. I have caller ID you know

S- Oh, well I need to talk to you. When are you free?

L- I won't be free for the next few weeks. I'm leaving to go to my parents. I am literally driving there right now.

S- What the fuck? Why wouldn't you tell me? Don't you think it's kind of shitty for you to leave here pregnant? Especially without letting the father know? This is just another reason why I don't want to be with you.

L- Well, I'm sorry that I have a life too. My world doesn't revolve around you, Sam. I have my own needs and wants, and me calling you to let you know where I am, definitely isn't one of them. Why the hell am I going to call you and let you know anything when you don't even know what the fuck you're going to do with this situation!

S- That's kinda the whole point of me wanting to talk, but apparently you're not in the mood for it. You're fucking mood swings are obviously going to be outrageous.

L- Just say what you have to say, and let me get off the phone. I don't know about you, but I don't really want myself to get in a car accident.

S- Fine. Whatever. Look, I got noticed by a record company. I'm gonna hopefully be going in the studio soon and finishing up a few songs I've written and then I may end up with a tour.

L- That's just like you. I should have known you care more about some record deal more than your now ex girl friend and your unborn child

S- Yeah, Well anyways I gotta go. Bye

~End of phone call

Wow, I seriously can not believe him right now. What a piece of shit.

I guess now my worst fears have been confirmed. I'll be going through this pregnancy on my own, and I'll be raising my unborn child on my own, as a single mom. Everything I did not want. I've always wanted kids, but I never wanted to raise one on my own and then have it where there isn't a father figure in their life. It's not fair to the child to grow up like that, but I'm going to do everything I can do to supply the best I can. Even if that means doing it on my own.