Lucas Coly Imagines

I LOST MY BABY!!

Y/n's POV:
Waking up from a wild night with Lucas, I looked to my side to see him staring dead at me. He just smiled and started playing with my hair.
"Goodmorning, y/n." Lucas said.
"Good morning, Lukey." I said back to him. Me and him reached into eachother, about to give each other a kiss...UNTIL...I had to run to the bathroom and throw up. I am not even going to think of myself being pregnant. I refuse to, because I'm too young for babies. Luke is already a handful. He came in the bathroom and rubbed my back, holding my hair back.
"Luke?" I said.
"Mhm?" He asked. I decide to let it out, even if I refuse to believe the truth, or what I think is true.
"I think I might be pregnant." I said, shutting my eyes tight, waiting for the worse.
"No, that can't be right." He said, walking back into the room. He just put on a shirt, and left out the room, slamming the door. I decided not even to pay attention to him. After about at least 2 hours, I walked out the room, and spotted Lucas sitting on the couch, watching the game.
"Lucas?" I asked.
"What?! Cuz y/n, if you think that's my baby, you got me fuqed up!!" He yelled. That actually hurted my feelings. I just left the house, going to Walgreen's to get a pregnancy test, to make sure I was pregnant. After getting those, I went back to the house, running up stairs, peeing on the tests. After a good 10 minutes, I looked at the tests and almost passed out.
"Luke!" I called him, yelling from upstairs.
"Leave me the fuck alone!" He said. I just ran back down the stairs and showed him the test.
"So, you know this is not my baby, right?" He said throwing it back at me.
"Yes it is, Lucas. You just don't want to face the truth, because it takes two to make a baby." I said, caressing his cheek. But that move was a mistake.
"No, its fucking not, so stop trying to pend that stupid ass baby on me." He said slapping me. I actually was 3 months pregnant. I slapped him back and he pushed me, kicking me in the stomach. I yelped in pain, and he looked at me, and his eyes were filled with anger and not a sign of regret.
"Bitch, I told you that wasn't my baby!" He said. He walked into the kitchen, and got something. I can't figure out what it was, but when he came back, he did something to make me pass out.
Next thing I know was that I was in a hospital. I sat up and looked up around, spotting Lucas and a doctor talking.
"Ah, Mrs.Coly, you're finally awake. I'm sorry for your lost." He said rubbing my shoulder.
"Wha-what are you talking about?" I asked, curious, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
"Mr Coly here, called an ambulance saying when he got home, you fell down the stairs." He said.
I know Lucas is not lying like that's what really happened. NIGGAA!!
"But what do you mean, my loss?" I asked, a little scared.
"I hate breaking this kind of news to patients, but y/n, you lost your baby." He said. I just started full out crying, denying it. Lucas came over to me and "comfort" me.
"Well, I'll leave you two alone to get through it." The doctor said, leaving the room. when the doctor left, I pushed Lucas off of me.
"How the fuck will you tell the doctor a whole fucking lie, and you killed my baby. OUR BABY!" I said.
"Y/n, im-" I cut him off.
"Don't even say that word to me, Lucas. You just told a whole god damn lie. For gods SAKE, BECAUSE OF YOU I LOST MY BABY!!" I said, kicking him out the room.

After those 3 months of grief and pain, and mourning, over my baby, I never saw Lucas and I don't plan to. Definitely not after the pain and lost he caused me.