Babygirl || Lucky B Smith

1.13

Didn't edit this to done with life sorry fam

I sat in the empty tub with my clothes still on. My chapped lips were still shaking and my cheeks stung from my constant trail of tears. I held my legs against my chest and breathed deeply. Everything was completely quiet and still. How could this happen? One night. This was horrible. I couldn't deal with a fricken baby at 17 years old. No way. I laid my aching head against the cold plastic tub. All I could think about was how bad it was going to be. All I could hear was my shaky breathes when the hotel door handle clicked. Lucky. I watched as he pulled off his jacket and threw it on his duffel bag. He Yanked off his boots and took a very quick glance before his crisp blue eyes caught mine. He sighed as his slightly tanned skin became red. He walked right up to the tub and glanced down at me.

"I'm so sorry Andrea." His voice cracked. And suddenly I started to sob again. One quick movement and lucky was holding me in his arms. He kissed my forehead and stroked calming circles on my back.

"Lucky I'm scared." I whispered my head against his chest.

"I am too." He hushed.

The room fell silent again both of us stuck in our thoughts.

"I'm so so so so sorry." Lucky repeated his head shaking.

"For w-what? This was both of our faults."

And with that Lucky began to cry.

"no." He sniffled. I wiped Lucky's tears from his cheeks.

"I-i don't know what came over me, Annie." Lucky cringed.

"My condoms are literally right in my bag."

That's when I stopped crying. And stared at him dead in the eyes.

"You didn't use a fucking condom?!" I raised my voice. I was so furious at him.

"Y-you didn't know?" Lucky shuddered.

Fuck you! Of course I didn't know! You little shit! I could kill you right now!

"I'm leaving." I screamed and climbed out of the tub. Just as I got over the ledge, lucky grabbed my arm.

"Don't leave please."

I slapped lucky as hard as I could across the face.

"Stupid shit. You fucked up big this time best friend."

I muttered and slapped him again.

And right as I faced away from him I started to sob. I crawled into the bed and wrapped myself up and cried. This is like the worst possible thing to happen to me besides death. Actually death was sounding pretty damn good now.

I didn't really sleep. I kinda just cried a lot. At about midnight I heard lucky shuffle from the bathroom towards the bed. I was about to make him go back into the bathroom and sleep in the tub but instead I yanked on his arm making him forcefully fall into the mattress beside me. I pulled my arms around his waist and cried into him chest.

"As much as I hate you right now your the one person I need to get through this." I mumbled.

"I'm so sorry." Lucky whispered, still crying and I mean I felt better that he was crying. At least he cared.

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