*landon*
The next day, when Kait was one year older and was pregnant, we drove to the abortion clinic.
When we got there, there were protesters holding up signs and shit, chanting,"no more abortions!" over and over again.
Kait rolled her eyes and strut past them all, entering the clinic.
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*kait*
I walked into the abortion center to find more people protesting inside. One pulled me aside.
"Don't do it!"
I started to walk faster when another did the same. "Protect the unborn child!"
I sighed and kept walking.
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*landon*
It was a 30 minute appointment, and after 35 minutes, Kait walked out. She walked past the protesters and up to me.
"Ready to go?"
"Yeah," she replied.
We got in her Bugatti and she lit up the passenger side lights that say,"Big Dick Douche," and drove off.
*three hours later*
"Kait, let's fuck, yeah?"
Kait looked up and gave me a small smile.
"Well?" I said.
"Um," she said,"not tonight."
"Why not?" I asked, confused.
She usually is up for fucking, no matter who, what, where, when, why, or how!
"Kait, is there something wrong?" I questioned.
She shook her head.
"You can tell me anything."
She, again, just shook her head.
"Ayoo bitch, I can tell something is wrong. You can tell me!"
She looked up.
"Landon, I-"
"You're cheating on me?"
"No, are you kid-"
"You don't want to be the queen anymore?"
"Seriously? I love-"
"You're infertile?"
"I literally just got preg-"
"Then what is it?!"
"I was about to tell you, Landon!"
"Oh," I said,"sorry. What is it?"
She took a big deep breath.
"Landon,"
"Yes?"
"I didn't get the abortion. I kept the baby."
