Crimson's Pov
Life was never easy for my family who I love and care about in my life. I know that (Y/N) have been through a lot, but we are twins and we both have been there. I never told anybody this because I was scared of people reaction towards what I have to say. (Y/N) Admit that she was raped, abused, etc. I know her pain, and I understand it because that had happened to me but I am not going to talk about that I will be talking about my child father. When I was 22 years old, I dated this random guy I thought that he was the one for me. But things escalated to the point where I found out the truth about him. He was a player and he somehow got me under his spell since it was like love at first sight. Anytime that he would stare at me, he just smiles and waves including being protective of me which I didn't understand at all. I meet a guy who has all of the characteristics of what a girl would ever dream of for a guy. He had the looks, personalities and more which got my attention easily. Days become weeks; weeks becomes months and month becomes years. We were always together until he changed.
Flashback
I walked into the cafeteria with happiness nothing was wrong until he kissed the most popular girl in the school Miranda. I was confused maybe it was a joke. But there was something that I needed to tell him. It will cause a lot of drama within seconds. I walked to their table and gave Matthew my ex at the time something that would make him either pissed or happy in the way. It was inside of a little box, and I told him not to open it until school is over and he was by himself. I walked away and sat with my sister and friends. Next thing I know someone got slapped in their face and walked off somewhere. I still didn't look at him at all. (Y/N) was staring me and all I could do is smile. "Crimson are you okay?"
(Y/N) Asked me who was holding hands with her boyfriend James (ex). I sighed and nodded. Everything is fine trust me I replied to her while focusing on my friends. All of the sudden things got a little bit out of control. Matthew drag me like a fucken ragdoll to a random area where it was quiet, and nobody can see us.
"What the fuck is this? Is this a joke that you were trying to pull on me?. He pulled out a pregnancy test that was tested positive. I started crying my eyes out. "I know that you didn't want this to happen, but it did. It takes two people to make a child, and I know that you are not ready to be a father, but I don't want our child who didn't do anything wrong to ask me every single day where dad is? When will he come back for us? Does he care about me? All of these questions, I know for a fact our child will ask me when he/she get older. Matthew, I know you, and I know that you wanted to be a father for a long time. Don't blame all of this on me because it is not my fault, and you better not fucken blame this on me when you are involved in this too. None of this shouldn't have happened if you had a condom for once. You told me every fucken day that you love me and always wanted a future with me which was an automatic lie. Go on and be a player that you are and not be a part of our child life. You never cared, and I know everything that you were trying to do to me. Your friends have the balls to admit them to me. All of this was a bet so you can be better than everybody else here. Now leave me alone and be a player to everybody and see how it is like to be fatherless to an innocent child again. Before I go and say my goodbyes. I am expecting a boy here is the sonogram including the DNA test that told me you are the father. (If you guys are confused about the whole DNA test. Matthew thought that he was getting blood drawn for a donation which he was, but I added a little twist. I told the nurse and a doctor to do an secretly paternity blood test on him while he was sleeping. The test came back positive saying that he is the father. They gave me the paperwork and hid it inside of my backpack. I paid them whatever it was going to cost, so that wasn't a big deal on getting. Then they had to go back getting more blood from him since the type that he has is acceptable.) He looked at the sonogram and the test. He flipped it over and saw that there was a little note. I walked away from my problems that I had with Matthew and moved on with my friends. All of this took place in College. The letter said
