Baby Payne

Baby Payne-Chapter 2

No one knew yet. I didn't have very many people who cared about me, and the one person who I did care about was a completely insane person. She could react in a completely insane way, or like a normal person. But, there was nothing I could really do to prepare myself for what I was going to have to tell her.

Emma had insisted on coming over considering I had ignored her ever since she had gotten back from her trip to Africa. I couldn't keep it from her any longer, she was my best friend, no matter how hard I tried, I needed her. I just really hoped she would be a normal person about it and not kill me.

There was a knock on the door and a hot flash of fear stabbed through me. I really didn't want her to hate me. But, I had a feeling she would after I told her the big news. That was probably the biggest thing I was afraid of. She was the person I cared most about in the world and I couldn't take it if she hated me.

"If you don't open this door, I'm going to break your window and come in there myself!" She shouted through the door.

Despite how upset I had been in the past few weeks, I couldn't help but let out a small laugh. She always made me laugh even when she was angry and shouting things at me. I don't think there was any situation that would make me so upset that I wouldn't laugh at her.

Except this one.

When I opened the door, I saw her angry face that quickly turned into a concerned frown as she saw my tears. "Baby, what's wrong?" She shrugged off her coat and left it laying on the floor, wrapping me in a hug.

"I'm sorry." I cried, my tears spilling over. Something about her made me just want to break down and cry. To me, she was a really mothering personality, since I didn't have a someone like that anymore.

She brought me over to the couch and set me down. "You can tell me what's going on. I'm sure it wasn't your fault." She cooed and wrapped her arms around me tightly and making me feel safe.

"I did something wrong." I sobbed into her nice, expensive looking shirt. "It was my fault."

"No. Come on, babe, it's okay."

I looked at her and more tears leaked down my face. "No it's not going to be okay!"

"What happened." She asked, crying herself now.

This is it. This it the last time I'me ever going to speak to my best friend. She's going to hate me and make me feel even worse than I already do. And it'll be all my fault that she completely hates me because I made the biggest mistake of my life and it's going to ruin everything.

I took a deep breath and looked at her. "I'm pregnant."

"What?" She asked, sniffling.

I knew she needed the full explanation. "When we went out for your party, and you had to leave early..." I looked at my lap and saw more tears drip down my face and onto my pyjamas. "I went home with a guy."

"Oh, Belle." She whispered.

"He doesn't want anything to do with me." I cried, my sadness starting all up again when I said it out loud.

She pulled me back and held me at arms length. "Which jackass do I have to go beat up?" She asked.

We both laughed at her lame attempt at making me happy and wiped away our tears, even I felt like breaking down from just thinking about it. "He's back where he came from."

Her laughter stopped. "What do you mean?"

"He lives in England." I said.

She gave my a sweet, patronizing smile and rubbed my arm slightly. "Guy's just tell you they live far away so you don't have to deal with them. He probably lives in the city."