•Chapter 20

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4 weeks.

Khaliah

"Fuck," I yelled.  Stephanie wasn't here so I don't care how loud I am.

I missed my last months period and when I think about the day me and Ben fucked we didn't use a condom.

And we fucked, and fucked, and did i forget to mention we fucked?

I've just taken my 4th pregnancy test. I took two 3 days ago hoping my period would come within the time period.

I took my final two today, and they also came back positive.

How in the hell could I let this happen?

We both wanted sex so bad that night, we totally over thought the fact that we needed a condom.

"No--," I screamed. I don't believe those damn test not one bit. I made a doctors appoint for tomorrow.

I can't be fucking pregnant. Not at this age. 20? I'm to young.

I heard Stephanie come into the house, so I grabbed everything that I had and rushed into my room.

After this school year is up, I'll be switching out to a different dormmate cause I can't take her shit. And I know for a fact she's a nosey bitch.


Next Day

"Hello," the doctor said shaking my hand. "I'm Dr.Summers," She flashed a small smile.

She was tall, slim and gorgeous.

"I'm here for the pregnancy test. I took 4 at home but you really can't trust those things," I said walking into her office.

"You took 4?!" She wrinkled her eyebrow. "Most women believe it's true once they take the second one. You know two times the charm?"

"Well, my motto is four times the charm," I said. I wished she'd just sped this up. I really need to know asap.

"Well Miss you are in fact pregnant. 3 weeks along to be exact. Is this something you want to go through?"

"What're hinting at?"

"If you feel you aren't ready to raise a child you can always think adoption, or abortion for various reasons," She spoke.

"I haven't thought that far ahead," I spoke. "I actually haven't thought this far ahead."

I grabbed my bag and left.

"Hello Ben? We need to talk," I said through the phone.


"Hey," he said trying to kiss me but I dodged it.

Walking into his house.

"Yo, what's the matter? You been avoiding me these last few days. I thought you where done with that shit," he said grabbing my waist.

"Ben let me go," I screamed so he'd know I'm serious.

"What's up? Tell me why you so edgy and moody? You on your period? Need some chocolate, a tummy rub? What's up Liah?" He spoke dearly

Which made me soften up. I can't be mad at him.

"No it's the exact opposite."

"Like..." He trailed off.

I nodded my head yes.

"Like sex?" He giggled. Which, made me glare once again.

"No, not no fucking sex. I'm pregnant Ben. I'm 3 weeks along, we fucked with out a condom multiple times that day."

"Like pregnant, pregnant with my child in your stomach?"

"Duhh," I spoke.

"Are you sure it is mine?" My eyes popped out my head.

"Excuse me?"

"I mean we're both young, you said it would look bad for your career. Have you thought of any alternatives?"

I grabbed my purse. Now I could be mad at him.

"Know what Ben? Fuck you," I said storming out.

Ben

Did I just lose my future family? I just need time to think

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