Taken By You

Chapter 15

Stevie POV

I didn't know how I was going to tell him, but I had to soon. It's been 2 weeks since I found out I was pregnant, and I couldn't wait any longer. I was hungry more, and getting bigger (even though Jack rarely let me eat). Caroline stuck up for me, though, and often bought me peanut butter when I was craving it.

Jack stormed in to the kitchen and handed me a half eaten loaf of bread.

"There's lunch"

I sadly grabbed the bag and examined it.

Is that green?

Ew.

"Mind telling me why your fat?" Jack spit at me. I froze in place. Oh god, not now.

"You know, I can't have a fat wife. What, are you stealing food from the neighbors?! They've only been nice to you, and this is how you treat them?! HUH?!"

Jack had backed me up, trapping me in the corner of the kitchen. He had his arms squeezing my sides, constricting my breathing. I felt my stomach do flips, and I felt queasy.

"I.... I-" I just couldn't. He'll try to kill the baby. I know it.

"SPIT IT OUT GIRL!" He screamed at me, spit flying in my face.

I shakily took a deep breathe. Tears streamed down my face, threatening to become waterfalls.

"I'm pregnant" I stated, rather confidently.

I let out a deep breath when he loosened his grip on me.

"No you're not" he stated, backing away from me.

He withdrew his arm and pulled it back slowly, making a fist. I collapsed to the floor as his fist made contact with my stomach.

I couldn't feel anything except regret before everything went black.

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Janine POV

I opened my eyes to find my self next to Greg. His bare and chiseled chest protruded out as he yawned and faced me.

"Good morning, sweetie." He said gently, kissing my forehead.

I didn't feel like responding.

Instead, I got up and threw on a large shirt before heading downstairs. For some reason, my body was like a magnet to the television. I turned on the t.v. to channel 3 news, and watched intently. I haven't watched the news since last summer, I was always too scared at what I would see.

"-ve heard no news on the disappearance of 15 year old Stevie-"

I immediately shut it off.

I was suddenly flooded with the memories of last summer. Tanning on Bethany's roof, getting fro-yo at FroMania, and even planning who we would FMK.

I couldn't believe myself.

I just had the best night of my life while one is probably miserable, either dead or being best up everyday.

I'm disgusting, and the fact that Greg took advantage of me at that time is revolting.

My anger burned stronger by the minute. I cried for 10 minutes before finally hearing someone come down the stairs.

Greg wrapped his arms around me.

"Wanna go again?" He whispered in my ear. His breath traveled to my nose, his minty breath piercing my skin. I always loved that about him.

But I couldn't love him.

I didn't know how to love without losing.

"Get off of me." I said, shoving him off of me.

"What's wrong with you? Did someone not get enough sleep?" Greg asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Everything's a joke to you, isn't it? I can't deal with you sometimes. Last night was a mistake. I have more important things I need to focus on." I stated, my voice cracking in the middle.

It was true, but I hated saying it.

"What's gotten into you? I thought you liked me." He asked, his eyes watering.

"I don't.-" I started.

I love you.

I somehow couldn't get the rest out.

"So what are you trying to say?!" Greg asked impatiently. He seemed to know what im trying to say, but didn't want me to say it.

"I'm breaking up with you, Greg."

And with that, he walked out.

Who knew when I would see him again.

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People get harsh when they lose the one they love.

AYYYY MISTA MISTA

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