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I woke up with a really strong headache, I tried to check my phone I feel like I just fought a lion, I'm so damn tired. I read some celebrity gossip looking for something I hope isn't there. 10 minutes of long search I finally found it. Nooo. "Bella pregnant with Wesley's baby? The whole media is shook!!!"

How news spread around social media, that shit is faster than sonic.

Sigh. Really didn't want this to be out yet. I try and wake Wesley up. He hasn't spoken much to me since the day I found out I was pregnant. We're still together though living in the same house even though it feels like we're million miles apart. It doesn't matter if a person is physically there with you, if they don't notice you what's the point in them being close to you.

I miss my Wesley, the guy I used to talk to about my every problem, now looks like he doesn't give a fuck about hearing them and rather live with Trump.

I know the reason, I really do and it's just a matter of time before the truth goes out, and I'll be screwed.

"Wes Wes wake up baby," I whispered in his ears, I miss when he used to tickle me when I tried to wake him up. Now he just gives me a cold look and goes to the bathroom without even saying morning. When he woke up he looked at me, confusion written all over his face, "what do you want."
"T-The media, social media knows about me being pregnant," I said with a sigh. "Do they know the truth?" he asked curiously.
"No." That's when the tears broke and the rivers began to flow.

Wesley wrapped his arms around me for the first time in so long. "Shhh, everything will be okay, I'll get you past this okay? I promise you. You have my word for it." He smiled while saying those words. I couldn't help but smile myself, while crying gosh I looked a mess.

"Wesley please don't try and move away from me. You're all I have, you're my only family and you know that. You're a best friend a family and a boyfriend. Don't leave me on this road alone," I looked him straight in the eyes, he nodded his head slowly while saying,
"I know, you're my family too. It was just hard for me please understand, the fact that the baby-" I cut him off I hated to hear those words I felt disgusted. "I know I understand and I love you, what do you think I should do."
"Post something about it."
"What?"
"Anything."
"Not the truth though."
"Not the truth. Well if you want."
"Wes?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you"
"I love you too"

***

My phone just rang and I didn't wanna pick up cause the ringtone was my favorite Nirvana song. But when I saw the person calling I picked up without a second thought.

Jack Gilinsky

"Hello."
"Hey Bella."
"How are you Jack and for what do I owe this pleasure of you calling?"
"Well you haven't been answering my instagram messages."
"I haven't been on social media besides I think you're still blocked, no?"
"I don't know. Anyways. I wanted, um I- I wanted to know if the rumors were true."
My heart skipped a beat.
"Um and why do you care if they were or not. You broke up with me remember."
"I am sorry. I'm just curious."
"Yes."
"Yes?"
"Yes they're true Jack, hope it's what you wanted to hear." And with that I hung up the phone on him. He knew it. I know he knows it.

He know that the child, the baby that I'm carrying inside me is
H I S
His baby
Jack's
Jack Gilinsky is the father of my baby.

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SOOO, IK THIS IS DIFFERENT FROM WHAT I NORMALLY DO AND IK THERE ARE A LOT OF MISTAKES, BUT I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN THE FACT THAT THE BABY IS JACK'S AND NOT WESLEY'S. I PROMISE NO MORE OF THESE CRAPPY LONG THINGS. I LOVE EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU WITH ALL MY HEART  ♥️
HAPPY THANKSGIVING