Twisted Fate

Chapter Two

Hey, there.

I'm sorry to make you guys wait, it's been a busy week for me! First, I just got accepted as a stylist from a job I've applied and second... I've finally received my results. Results that determined on my future.

Needless to say, I did well! I'm so freaking happy. When those papers and certs were handed to me, and when my teachers pulled me into a tight hug and telling me they're proud of me, I nearly lost it.

But when my guy bestfriend, pull me into a hug murmuring into my hair telling me he's so proud of me, I cried into his chest. Mainly because it feels so surreal and second, I didn't think I'd do good in my exams.

I wasn't exactly a good girl, nor was I a bad one.

I don't really study for any upcoming tests and quizzes. I normally don't give two shits about school, and for me to stand out as one of the top students with four As, I'm pretty thankful for what I have.

Okay, enough about me. Hope you'll like chapter two!
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"I'll come running when you call my name," he teased me, with a smirk on tugging on his lips.

I gape at him. Did he...?

"Did you just—"

"Even a broken heart can beat again, baby," he murmured against my lips when he leaned closer to me.

Oh, boy. He did not just quote DJ Snake's song.

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I literally have no idea what am I going to do with my life right now.

With a swollen belly, bruised knuckles and a broken heart, I walked around the streets aimlessly, desperately looking for shelters that could protect me from the harsh downpours of the night.

Then, just as I was about to lost any dime of hope, I found a sheltered bus stop, with its benched covered with water, I pushed my legs a little harder so I could finally take a seat before knocking out right here, right now.

Taking deep breaths, I wiped away the rain from my face along with my tears that were masked by it. I tightened my very - thin - and now wet cardigan to myself; a perfectly lame attempt to shield myself from the cold, I let another set of tears flow.

Just when I thought I've had enough of crying today.

My feets were sore, my back aches. Goddamn. This is what pregnancy does to you. You just feel like you got beaten to a pulp almost every single day when literally, you've done nothing at all.

Doing nothing is everything for me. That's my life motto. Inwardly, I chuckled dryly. What a pathetic life I'm living right now.

Literally. Fucking pathetic.

"I'm sorry," I sobbed silently, towards my unborn baby, while rubbing my swollen stomach. "I'm sorry if I can't give you a father after this. I'm not sure how am I suppose to survive this horrible night either."

God, help me.

And I think He did...

As if on cue, or according to my imagination, a fairy godmother, shone her wand to my right, which caused me to squint my eyes due to the bright lights.