Your Pov:
Today I'm going to the doctor.
I missed my period, and I've been having morning sickness.
I call my best friend and ask her to go with me.
I can't ask Brendon because he is going to be at the studio all day.
"So what are you going to do if you are pregnant" she asks
"I'm going to have to tell him" I say
"I don't think you have another option" she says
"I know" I say as the doctor walks in.
"Hello I'm doctor Marie Trohman." She says
"So you think you are pregnant" she asks
"Yes. I've missed my period and I've had morning sickness for the past week" I say
"So I take you and your significant other didn't use protection" she asks
"Yes... Now that I think about it we didn't" I say
They run some tests and I wait impatiently in the room.
"Y/n it'll be okay" my friend says
"I sure hope you're right" I say
The doctor walks in again and looks me in the eyes.
"Y/n, you are pregnant." She says
"Okay... Okay" I say
She tells me all the basics and let's me go.
I drop my friend off at her place and drive back to mine.
I sit on the couch, waiting for Brendon.
I am snapped out of my thoughts when I hear the door open.
"Hey y/n.. I need to talk to you" he says
"So you know how I'm going on tour soon?"
"Yes.." I say
"Well I don't think I can handle not seeing you for three months... So I'm breaking up with you" he says
"Oh..." I say on the verge of tears.
"You can keep the house. I'm going to be moving in with Ryan till I get my own place" he says
"Okay" I say
Two years later
I've been juggling a lot. From having a two year old, and three jobs, I barely have a life.
"Mommy" I hear my son, Boyd, say from the other room
"Coming" I say
"Mommy how come I don't have a daddy" he asks
"Because your daddy left me" I say
"Why'd he leave you" he asks
"I don't know" I say
"Come on we gotta go to the store" I say
"Yay!" He says
I grab his hand and walk outside.
I buckle him in and drive off.
When we get there, i put him in a cart.
"Mommy can i play games on your phone"
"Of course" I say, unlocking me phone.
"I can't grab it" I say, reaching for a pack of graham crackers.
"Oh let me help" a voice says
"Thank you" I say, looking up
"Oh hey y/n"
"Hey Brendon." I say
"Cute baby! Who's is it" he asks
"Oh just some jerk who left me two years ago to go on tour" I say
"So... He's mine"
"Yes" I say
"Y/n can we talk about this"
"Brendon there's nothing to talk about. You left me when I was pregnant. I'm juggling three jobs and I'm trying to raise a child. I'm fine right now" I say, walking away.
