It's been a couple days since Andrew and Heather talked. She told him she needed time and space to process everything. She was handling it better than most girls would. That was until she was alone in her room.
Andrew couldn't get those words out of his head. "I'm pregnant" it repeated in his mind over and over again. It finally hit him hard. He was freaking out. He went to his desk and pulled out the last of his cocaine. He crushed it with his blade and lined it up. Like he always used to he grabbed his rolled up dollar bill and snorted all five lines at once. He plugged his nose and tilted his head back. When he released his nose blood trailed out. He went to the bathroom and cleaned it up. The door was locked and he looked in the mirror. His pupils were dilated. He stared at himself. "What did you do to her? To yourself? Both of your lives, over!" He yelled at himself. He slid down the door and sat down. Tears poured out of his eyes like a waterfall. He no longer had control of his emotions. Everything everyone his got blurry and black.
Five hours later Andrew opened his eyes to find himself laying on the bathroom floor. He rubbed he's eyes, got up, and looked in the mirror. His eyes were low and swollen. His face pale. His stomach aching. He walked to his room and grabbed his phone. He texted Heather the first thing that came to mind.
To: Heather ❤️
Is it mine?
His phone started to buzz. Heather was calling, he pressed 'Answer.'
"Hello?"
"What do you mean is it mine?"
"Is the kid mine?"
"Andrew you're the only guy I've ever had sex with! Of course it's yours!" Her tone was angry.
"Babe.."
"What?!"
"I'm gonna be the best father for this kid. I'm with you through it all."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"I gotta go babe!"
"Ok my love, bye."
The phone went dead. Andrew got dressed and walked out of his house. He started walking towards the plaza. He went into the grocery store and grabbed stuff to make pizza. He also bought brownie mix. The flowers were near the cashier, her grabbed a dozen tiger roses. He walked out to the redbox and rented a few movies. After his shopping was done he walked to Heather's. Instead of knocking he called her.
"Hey baby!" She said trying to sound happy.
"Hey my love, how are you feeling?"
"Well I'm starving and there's nothing in this house and my mom' say work so my stomach's aching."
"Sweet!"
"Fuck you"
"Haha get your ass down stairs and open the door."
"Why?" She raised her eyebrow.
"Don't question, just do it."
"What are you up to Andrew?"
He hung up the phone and waiting for her. He heard the door unlock and the handle turn.
"Hey grumpy!" He smiled and handed her the roses.
"Awwe babe!" She kissed him.
"I got stuff to make pizza and your favorite brownies."
"Don't lie!"
"I'm serious!" He walked to the kitchen and got everything out.
"You're amazing." She blushed.
"Only the best for my girl. Now help me make this stuff!"
They finished the pizza after spilling tomato sauce on the counter and cheese on the floor. He put it on a pan and put it in the oven.
"Oh I also got movies!"
"What'd you get?"
"Umm.." He looked at the movies. "Marked Ones, The Notebook?, Grown Ups 2, and Frozen"
"Frozen?! We're watching that one first!" She shouted in excitement.
The pizza was done and they pulled it out. They made the brownies right after. Then they sat down and put on frozen. She curled up on the couch. Her head on his chest and his arm around her. They cuddled and watched the movies.
During The Notebook they both fell asleep. Not because it was boring but they just finished the other three movies and all the pizza and brownies.
Andrew woke Heather up.
"Babe?"
"Yes?"
"You know I'm staying right?"
"Of course."
"For good."
She kissed him and they both fall back asleep.
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Misguided
Teen FictionTHIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, AND DRUG AND ALCOHOL USE. Andrew Lopez is a teen in the shadows. No one pays attention to him, or shows any acknowledgment of his existence. It wa...