I was in a restaurant in LA with my girlfriend. We got together like 1 week ago.
"Hey I have to tell you something." I say as I put my fork down.
"I'm pregnant." I say and she flipped the fuck out.
"WHAT!!" She said as she had anger in her eyes catching everyone's attention. She pushed the plates off of the table and says, "I Hope that baby dies!!" she said and walked out.
I sigh and kneel on the floor to pick up my mess. My sobs were the only thing you could hear.
"Hey love are you okay?" I hear an Australian accent say as I picked pieces of the plate up.
"I'm fine." I say and cry even more as u cut my finger, my hands were shaking.
"It's okay ma'am we it this." The worker said as she smiled at me in sympathy.
I grabbed my bag and was turned around as someone ran their thumbs over my cheeks and onto my tears.
"Don't cry. If she can't except the fact that their is somebody growing inside of you thing forget her." She says and it's the girl from earlier.
"I'm sorry what's your name?"
"Ruby, what about yours baby girl." She says and I blush at baby girl.
"Y/N." I say and she smiles and kisses my forehead.
"Well let's go back to my place and get to know eachother over ice cream." She said and grabbed my waist.
"Cookie dough?" I ask and she smiles, "whatever you want love." She kissed my
Cheek and we walked to her car.
