Chapter 21: Not Thinking is a Bad Truth (PART 3) HOUR 4.

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-Frank-

What the actual fuck? Wait what? Huh? There are no words to describe how in shock I am. I mean first I find out the love of my life tricks me into sleeping with her to make a baby then she tells me she was pregnant before they made that pact? I feel like I'm on one of the sop oprah shows; it's like. 'Next week on Kat and Frank's relationship, Frank finds out about Kat being pregnant before she made that pact how will Frank react?' I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!! How am I supposed to react? I'm supposed to be happy? I don't know. I've been kicked out of my house because of this, I lost pretty much all my friends, I've been working my ass off every night and weekend for the last seven and a half months to make sure this child has a good life. I don't know what to say.  So I just sat there, long after she left. What makes it even worse it's raining and I'm sitting out here alone, in the rain.

I had two choices. One, I could stand up and be a man by taking in charge of my life and forgiving everything that's happened in the last few months or I could leave, move out, forget my friends and family. And never talk to my first and only love again.

I want help but who can help me with trying to decide what I'm going to do for the rest of my life? It's my life, I have to help myself. I need to work my ass off to get the right things my family needs. Wait. I just said I need to work for my family. I just made my choice. I'm going to stay and be a man about this. For some reason Jimmy Eat World's The Middle came to mind. I guess it's true, it takes time but eventually things get better. Yes you have to work at it but it's worth it in the end because you'll be at the top of that mountain and see the world from a good point of view. Right now everything will be about Kat. She is going to have a baby in the next couple weeks and she needs me. I made a promise to her and I don't break promises.

I gathered myself to my feet and march back into that waiting room, soaking wet and cold. But seeing the person I've loved since I was eight is the best thing in the world. She smiled and got to her feet. My hands pulled her close. Her enlarged belly against mine. I blushed as I felt the hard kick against both of our stomachs. That little girl inside there just gave me an idea that'll change everything.

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