can you still love me?

prologue

Prologue -

I was fourteen when I lost my virginity. I wasn't proud of it, but I did it and you have to reap what you sow.

A few months later, I found out I was pregnant. I was completely shocked, but I did what I had to do and prepared to tell my parents. I took a test at my friend's house first, I wanted to be sure.

When I came home, I sat down with my parents and told them what had happened. My mother started to question what she did wrong, and why would I decide to have sex so young. I told her that it was my decision, and I was curious, so I just did it. My father was pissed, scared, and worried. He acted like he was gonna pull his hair out and pace back and forth. He didn't know what to do. I couldn't blame him.

My parents were very supportive. They knew I couldn't do this alone, even if it was my fault. They asked me who the father was and if I'd told him yet. I answered that I hadn't because I only just found out myself. They insisted I needed to tell him before I was ready to pop.

I went to my room to call him so he could come over, I wanted to tell him to face to face. I sat on my bed and dialed Ryan's number.

"Hey babe, what's up?"

"Hey. I need you to come over to my house."

"At this time? Are you sure? Won't your parents get mad?"

"No, they won't. I need you to hurry."

"Okay. I'll be over in a few."

A couple of minutes later, he rang the doorbell. I answered and then led him upstairs to my room. We sat on the bed and I looked at him.

"Baby, what is it?"

"I don't know how I should tell you this but.....," I decided to just say it. "I'm pregnant."

He sat there on my bed mouth open, staring at me, not saying anything. Then his mouth started to move. "It's not mine," he finally blurted.

"What the hell are you talking about, of course, it's yours!" Now I was confused.

"You must have slept with another guy because it's not mine. And even if it was, I don't want to have anything to do with it. No one will know it's mine anyway, and if you tell them, they won't believe you." He got up and walked out of my room. He just left me, he didn't care about me, and he probably never had. I fell back on my bed and started to cry, I cried myself to sleep that night. I couldn't believe he just left me there like that.