"Tyler doesn't wanna be a dad. And honestly I don't wanna be a mom if it's his kid," I tell Derek over the phone.
"So, what does that mean?"
"I don't know what to do, Derek."
My thoughts trail off.
I don't know what to do.
What am I supposed to do?
Oh God, what do I do?
"Are you gonna give it up for adoption?"
"Her."
"Oh, um, her?"
"Yeah, the doctor said it's a girl."
A baby girl. Four months along in my womb.
"So, what are you gonna do?" He asks.
"I just told you, I don't know. There's just a lot of options. I could keep her, give her up for adoption, get an abortion--"
"Whoa, whoa, are you considering an abortion?"
"Derek--"
"Right, sorry. You don't know."
The phone goes quiet.
"I'm running out of time," I mention.
"What are you now, four months?"
"Yep, four."
"Adoption's always an option--"
"Abortion isn't. I have to make a decision soon, Derek."
"I wish I could help," his voice grows quieter.
"I know, thank you."
"What about Luke?" He tries.
My eyes narrow.
"What about Luke?" I'm almost offended.
"Could say he's the dad."
"That's horrible. I couldn't do that to him. I haven't even heard from him since we broke up."
"Sorry Kell--"
"It's fine. He didn't wanna deal with the Tyler drama and neither do I."
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Thank You, Tyler
Teen FictionWith dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes, Tyler is a bad boy. He and Kelly were in love once, but that all changed last year. Kelly's spent the past few months repairing herself from the damage Tyler caused, but after running into him working at th...
