My Silly Boy

17

Pj and I looked at each other in shock.

"PREGNANT?!" I quickly stood up.

"Yeah, Phil-"

"WHY?" I paced around the room. "Can you NOT KEEP IN YOUR PANTS?"

Dan stood up and held my shoulders. "Everything is okay."

"NO." I flung him off me. "You haven't even known her for a month, Dan."

Dan's eyes began to get watery.

"I'm dissapointed in you. I thought you were better than that."

"I'm sorry." He swallowed a lump in his throat.

I crossed my arms. "No you're not."

He sniffled.

"I hope you two live happily ever after."

"Phil, I love you."

"You should've thought of that before you shoved your dick in some whore." I stared out of the window to avoid eye contact.

"You can't pick everything up and leave."

"I can drop things and act like everything is alright either." I looked over my shoulder to see him covering his red face with his hands.

"I'll just leave." Dan pulled a set of car keys of his pocket.

"You drive now?" Pj asked.

"Not technically. I drove Megan's car." He answered.

"Come by again." Pj hugged him and he hugged back."

"Bye Phil."

I didn't respond.

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"Pj, pizza's here." I sat the box on the table and took a slice.

"Pj?" I shouted after I took a bite.

There was no answer.

I walked down to his room.

Pj put his phone down. "Dan's in the hospital."