*Nicole's pov*
"Y-You're pregnant?" He asked loosening his grip on my arms. Words couldn't escape my mouth fast enough before he spoke again, "How? We haven't had sex in like forever"
"We had sex two weeks ago" I informed.
"And we didn't use a condom?" He asked trying to remember.
"I guess we didn't" I said loosing eye contact with him and staring down at my feet. It was silent for a couple of minutes before he heaved a sigh then spoke up.
"Nicole, I'm not sure I'm ready to be a father." He spoke with a soft but serious tone. I couldn't look up at him. I already know where this is going and I can't handle watching him ditch me.
"I'm twenty four, I can't be a father." He told. His words triggered tears to fall from my eyes. I covered my mouth with my hand so I wouldn't start to weep in front of him, "At least not now" he said under his breath.
This was what I was afraid of...
By now I'm fully balling my eyes out with my head still down. I've given up trying to be quiet. I brought myself to finally make eye contact with him again, but when I did, the look on his face made me want to just cry ten times harder. He was and is completely serious about not wanting to be a part of this.
"Please stop crying" he told in a softer voice.
"How am I supposed to stop crying when my boyfriend is ditching me because I'm-" I couldn't bring myself to say the word, "You're leaving me. Aren't you?" I tried to say as strongly as I could, but I just came off sounding weaker and more vulnerable then ever.
"I think we should just... take a break or," he paused his sentence to I guess emphasize the next word that's going to absolutely rip my heart into shreds,"breakup."
"I-I can't do this without you!" I cried, "Please Jc, we can work something out, can't we??"
He took a long look at me before saying his final words, "I'm sorry" he spoke before slowly walking out of the room.
I just stood there, unable to move. My heart broken is absolutely shattered. I feel fucking awful, like my heart was literally ripped out of my chest. I've loved him for such a long time and it took him less then thirty seconds to shatter my heart.
I put my heart in his hands thinking he'd guard it with his life, but when thinks got tough he just drops it and runs. He just left me when I needed him most. I always thought of him as the type to have your back at all times but I guess I was wrong. All those years of thinking I knew him like the back of my hand, I was so wrong about him. To just leave like that, not even trying or caring about how this will effect me, this is so unlike him. Or its just like him, i don't know anymore.
I don't know him anymore.
...
"Nicole?" Connors soft tone of voice echoed in my big and empty room,"How are you this morning?"
I didn't answer, I never do. I haven't found myself talking to anybody in the past week. Connors been checking in on me every so often to make sure I'm okay ever since I told him what happened. But I just nod. He knows I'm hurt and he's tried to make me feel better but its no use. I haven't left my room at all since Jc left. You could say I'm depressed, but I'd say I'm just in a rut. I have to make the hardest decision of my life tomorrow and I haven't stopped thinking about it enough to eat or be social. I'm not hungry anyway, plus my mom and some of the boys left a couple days ago. I had to force a smile in front of them so they'd leave without knowing anything. As for Jc, I have no idea where he is nor care. You know what I've found out? You really see the true side of people when life throws you challenges like these. And Jc's true side isn't so loyal as you would think. But hey, it's just life. You start like someone, fall in love, have a falling out and breakup. It happens to everyone. But the minor details like, Jc and I have been friends for almost all of our lives and I turned down a fucking marriage proposal for him, makes me not want to get over the fact that he's a douche.
"Can you answer me? I know you don't feel the best, but this is your house, you shouldn't feel stuck in your room" he rubbed my back while talking.
"I know, I just need some time on my own that's all" I answered as I sat up to look at him.
"It's been a week, don't you think you need to get out of here? Instead of being cooped up inside all day?" He reasoned.
"What's the point? There's nothing for me out there." I told.
"There's pizza downstairs..?" He said.
"I didn't mean like that," I replied looking down at my hands,"I don't know Con, it's just it's safer in here" I forced a weak smile and hugged my covers.
"I know, but you can't live in here forever" He said.
"I know" I sighed removing the covers from my legs before getting out of bed but instantly regretting it. I groaned and looked over at Connor.
"Go on, get ready. We're gonna go out" He told getting up and exiting the room. Sighing and trudging to the bathroom, I glanced at the wreck in the mirror, shivered at how bad my hair looked then turned on the shower.
...
"How about this place?" Connor suggested pointing to yet another restaurant in Time Square.
"It's up to you" I answered for the tenth time.
"Nicole, we're not getting anywhere if you answer with the same line every time." Connor sighed looking straight at me.
"I'm sorry, I'm just not up for being social today. Or ever again" I apologized
"It's okay, I'm gonna help you get over him. Come on, dinners on me" He smiled giving me a side hug before guiding me into the restaurant.
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This update was short and sucked ass I know, I'm sorry.
But yea this was kind of a plot twist I guess.
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-Nicole 🤘🏼
