Daddy, Please don't!

At first sight

I thought i should really start keeping track of all the stuff that's going on in my life right now... Well not so much me more Daddy thought I should.
It all started 9 weeks ago when Ferrero turned up in my life. The first day back at university after the Christmas break was usually duller than my childhood school but right from the second Ferrero slapped his books down onto the table in front of me I knew this this year was going to be different.
Ferrero had light olive skin, thick brown hair, with hazel eyes, he was relatively tall, he seemed to have 75% of the lecture hall mesmerised from the second he glided in, for the whole of that linguistics lecture he was the only thing on my mind, I thought about what he might do in his spare time, why he was here, what his childhood May of been like and if he would ever consider even talking to someone like me.
That night when I arrived back at my shared house I saw Viola was impatiently tapping her nails against the kitchen table. Viola had been my best friend since the start of college, right from the second we met I had always been able to tell exactly what was wrong with her but over the past few days she had been acting up a little, she regularly exercised and visited art galleries but recently she had confined herself to her bedroom and the only person that seemed to be able to pull her out was her long term boyfriend Alex. To be fair I always felt a slight jab of jealousy when Alex got her to go out and do things but I guess she loves him more than anything.
Viola started to cough to grab my attention, me being a bit slow to pick up of things rather stupidly asked if she required a Lemsip, Viola shook her head then looked me dead in the eyes and said "Abby you know I'm pregnant don't you?".
Rather shocked I replied "no". There was a moment of silence until I realised I'd come off a bit sharp.
"Oh sorry I mean, no I didn't, congratulations"
Viola muttered "I'm not keeping it".
At this point I wasn't 100% sure what to say so I was just like "does Alex know?"
"Yes, of course Alex knows he is the father" I feel a touch of discomfort about how rushed Viola's words were but as I can't pry any further I just make small talk about the new people on our courses and in particular Ferrero.
It isn't until 11 our 3rd house mate gets back from the Cinema with her boyfriend, Cassy's and my room was ones one big room so only has a thin wall separating the two sides. Basically what I'm trying to say is
EVERYTHING can be heard, as I listen to the moans ,groans , banging of the headboard and finally the screaming of my close friend as she cums, I feel a pit of sadness fill up inside of me, my boyfriend is on the other side of this planet trying to get a better future for the both of us, I just sometimes wish he could be here to make me feel like Cassy.