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The ride back home was quiet. Too quiet. But, I knew the argument would keep going if any of us would open the mouth to speak. He would start by saying how unfair it is for me to take a decision without his opinion being heard out, and I would keep going with how much I desire to give our baby a happy life, by "doing what's best for her".
When he parked in my driveway, I took off my seatbelt and was ready to get out of the car. For some reason, I couldn't open the door, something Janice me wasn't allowing it. I grabbed Callie tighter, and titled my head sideways just to see Nash. But, he wasn't looking at me, his gaze was fixated outside his glass window. He didn't care if I was still in the car, he was just lost in thought.
"Why is everything so complicated?" he surprised me by talking. "Why is everything so messed up?"
"Because that's real life. . .Things get messy, you start thinking in things you never had to put your mind into. You just start. . .Growing up"
"That sucks" he said, but his eyes were still not meeting mine.
"Nash. . ." I called out for him, but nothing. He was pressing his forehead against the crystal glass—ignoring me completely. "Why are you mad, huh? I am supposed to be mad"
"Because. . .There could be some options out there, and I feel like you don't want to try"
"I am leaving, you know. For College. You know that. You've known that all along, but it seems like you don't understand"
There was a long silence, but I decided to speak again. "I can't take care of Callie, study, and have a normal life. Just like you can't go to your performances with Callie"
"I could, you know, it's not big deal"
"Ugh, you don't understand"
He finally looked at me. He moved so abruptly, it made me jump a little.
"I don't understand? Right, you are so right, Gwen! Oh my, God, I don't understand the complicity of being a teenage parent. I obviously don't understand the sacrifices, the losses, the fact that there's a little person in our life that is counting on us to be happy"
"Nash, just—"
"Don't you think I don't understand, that you're the only one suffering in this entire situation. Yeah, you're probably the most affected one, but I count too, you know? I have opinions too. And it's already hard for me to know about the idea of you wanting to give her up for adoption"
"We never really talked about it because you were too busy being a child!"
"Oh, I'm the child!? Are you fucking kidding me, Gwen!"
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It's your Choice (Sequel to: It's your Baby) | COMPLETED
Fanfiction| Nash Grier Fanfic | Giving birth was supposed to be the hardest part. But what comes after is probably the most painful time of all. Now, Gwen needs to choose between the only two options she has to be happy: she can either keep the baby or give i...
