You again |mpreg|

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I took a bite of my salad as I gazed into Vic's coffee eyes that lit up everytime he smiled at me. But something was still off, he wasn't acting right; he was being too perfect, "so are you going to tell me what's going on now?" I asked him.

He then stuttered, as he blinked twice, "I don't know if I should tell you." he said sternly, and suddenly there was this serious temperament about him that I didn't like. I put my hand on his thigh as I shook my head.

I laughed, "oh my god...yes you can."

"really?"

"Yeah," I said, and then my heart started beating really fast and my cheeks began to burn as I formed the last words, "I love you," I spoke, when I licked my lips, " and I'm here for you...okay-"

"N-no, you aren't, Kellin!" he shouted, as he moved my hand from his thigh. I flinched, as I quickly scooted away form him and gave him a glare. It was so unlike him, I've never seen him so mad. What did I do? Vic then exhaled, "i'm sorry...it's just...you don't love me, Kellin...you can't."

"What?"

"I don't deserve it!" he shouted.

I furrowed my eyebrows out of madness, "what the hell are you talking about?!"

"You know exactly what i'm talking about, Kellin!"

"What do you mean, Vic!"

"I've been trying to distance myself from you, have you noticed?"

His words cut through my skin and it was like I was paralyzed, "you're a fucking asshole!" I screamed at him, "what the fuck is wrong with you today? I'm carrying your fucking baby, Vic, yours! You're the one who wanted to get with me, you're the one who agreed to this."

"I-"

"No! Don't fucking say another god-damned word you piece of shit. I've been waiting for your ass for months now and this is how you greet me? What the hell, who does this, you bottom bitch asswipe-"

"Kellin, please don't say that, you don't mean it-"

I felt my eyes burn, but I ignored the feeling and kept on speaking, as I cut him off again, "I don't get why you're so mad at me! I didn't do shit."

He sighed, and he stared at me with the most broken expression, "i'm not mad at you, I couldn't ever be mad at you-"

"Then tell me what the fuck is wrong, then, and stop wasting breath struggling to tell me what's-"

I don't know why I came here, i'm sorry." he mumbled, "Kellin, we can't be together anymore."

My lips couldn't move anymore, they were immobile. I froze; I was trying to process everything but it didn't make sense. I didn't understand what I did wrong, I don't understand why he wanted out. Was I being too clingy? Was I not good enough for him? I already felt the hot tears coming out of my eyes and I quickly wiped them away, as I looked down at my hands. They were so small, his were bigger; and I missed them a lot. It felt like a slap in the face and I felt the anger boiling. There was a screaming silence between us, and that's when I knew why. I opened my mouth to speak, sorting out the words so that I won't mess up. I wiped away another tear, my voice shook, "y-you..." I started, trying to keep my voice range and not sob, "you don't want me anymore?" my voice was hardly anything an di choked the words out.

He then came closer to me, "please don't cry-"

I backed up, "n-no." I whispered brokenly, "stay away from me! You liar, you lied to me, you shit-head! You told me that you'd never hurt me, and what do you do? You fucking break up with me while i'm pregnant with no explanation. Do you even still love me?"

He bit his lip and that's when I saw it. For the first time ever, I saw him cry. It wasn't a rainfall, but it was a single tear, but he wiped it away quickly and stared directly into my eyes, "you're right. I'm sorry...i'm an asshole, you have no reason to be with me. And I hate you, okay? I just...I get sick of seeing your stupid green eyes, and I hate hearing about your dumb life and i'm just sick of you and I can't take it anymore. Everything's not alright, I want you out of my life, we're done. and it's over. I don't love you anymore."

With tears already running out of my eyes, I then got up and slapped him with all my might. I fucking hated him in that moment, "don't ever speak to me again!" I yelled at him, as I ran off.