Mom at Seventeen

Mom at 17...Ch. 13

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[Jesse's POV] 

She's pregnant.

Aimee's pregnant.

But how? I mean I know how she would be, but we've never even had sex? The only girl I've ever made love with and hope to be the only one with is Leigh. 

That must mean Aimee cheated on me. 

But with who?

I angrily picked up my phone from the ground and got up from the swing. Aimee's house wasn't that far from here and I decided to walk over there and sort this out. 

I rang the doorbell a few times, still in a bad mood, and after about a second or so the door opened and revealed Aimee. 

She was in some short shorts and a tube top that was a size too small for her. I fought away the urge to gag and just gave her a quick smile. Yeah she's my girlfriend, and she isn't so bad but she was too slutty. 

"Babe!" She squealed and pulled me into a tight hug. 

"Can I come in?" I asked as I pushed her away gently. "We need to talk."

"Of course." She took my hand and led me to the living room. 

I sat down and of course she plopped herself down next to me. 

"So what'd you want to talk about?" She asked smiling sweetly at me.

I stared at her. Wtf? Is she flipping serious? I mean she called me crying about beign pregnant and wanting to talk and here she is acting as if she never said anything. 

"In the voicemail you left me, you said you were pregnant?" I asked. 

Her face fell and she looked uncomfortable for a moment but then looked up at me and smiled again. "Oh yeah, that. Isn't it great? I mean we're going to have a baby." 

"We? Aimee, that baby isn't mine." 

She frowned at me. "Of course it is Jess. Who else would it be?" 

"Aims, we've never slept together." I said slowly as if talking to a kindergartener. 

"What?" Aimee frowned even more and then gave me a glare. "I can't believe you. Of course we have." 

"No we haven't, Aimee I know for a fact that we haven't." 

"Yes we have." She insisted. 

I sighed. "FIne, tell me where, when and how?" 

Aimee sighed and looked at me. "Pete's party two months ago, and we got drunk and we ended up in a room and we had sex." 

I shook my head. "No, we didn't have sex. I wasn't that drunk, you were but I didn't get so drunk that night not to remember. I only took you to the room but we just slept. we didn't do anything. "

"Yes we did." She yelled. 

"Aims," I sighed running a hand through my hair. "We didn't have sex."

She screamed and stood up. "Why can't you just accept the fact that we had sex and that Im pregnant and you just need to take full responsibility."