chloe's pov
"ETHAN I AM GOING TO ASK THIS ONE LAST TIME. DID WE USE PROTECTION." i shouted on the phone.
"yes! i could have sworn we did!"
"TELL ME THE TRUTH. SWEAR TO GOD THEN."
"i- i- OKAY! FINE. WE DIDN'T. WHY ARE YOU ASKING RIGHT NOW."
"because- i'm pregnant. "
"wait.. what?"
"you heard me."
"but then.. who's is it?"
"oh fuck. no. please no. i haven't even thought of that!"
"did you use protection with diego?"
"no, not at all!! i have done it with him three times, once last night."
"oh.."
"what am i gonna do," i sobbed.
"you don't have to do this alone. i'll help."
"help?! YOU ARE THE REASON WHY THIS HAPPENED, YOU BASTARD."
"i said sorry!"
"and i said that sorry doesn't cut it, dick! i am so angry with you. you have no idea."
"i can help you with this."
"no you cannot. should i tell diego or should i hide it from him? I don't even know anymore!"
"look-"
"look nothing! look what you've done. i'm not forgiving you." i hung up on him and started crying on the floor. it was too much stress for myself. i kept crying for about 45 minutes until i finally got out. diego was there.
"oh um hey!" i fake smiled. "i missed you baby. how was your show tonight?"
"it was good i guess. some fan threw a used condom at the stage though."
"oh" i chuckled. "ew."
" so what were you doing tonight?" he cocked his eyebrow.
"nothing, just bored," i shrugged.
"have you been crying?"
"yeah, its because of the fosters thats all."
"oh, okay.."
diego's pov
she didn't tell me. how could she keep something like that from me? again! she didn't tell me about the baby she was about to raise before and she did the same thing all over again. she was probably waiting for the right time to tell me. i just couldn't believe it.
( at 3 am )
chloe and i were getting ready to go to sleep. but then she ran to the bathroom and i heard her vomiting noises. she returned looking pale.
"so, when were you going to tell me that you're pregnant?" i asked her. her eyes widened.
"w-what?-"
"don't gimme that fuck shit. i'm deadass serious right now. i saw your test in the trash can so don't even act clueless."
"i.. diego i was going to tell you.."
"tell me when? were- were you going to hide it until you give birth?"
"no! of course no! its so difficult for me, okay? you wouldn't understand!"
"chloe!! don't you get it? we are having a child. there is a life inside you right now."
"i understand that! its not like you haven't been hiding things from me either!"
"what do you mean?"
"i saw you at the party. with another girl."
"i can explain that."
"are you sure about that? fine then. explain."
"her name is tana. i met her at another party but she ended up getting the wrong idea. so last night she started going all over me. but seriously though ion fuck wit her."
"as in.. tana mongeau? she's been commenting on my pictures! she knows that we're together."
"i'll talk to her ight? ima tell her that our relationship is serious and that I actually care boutchu. i am not worried about that though. i am worried about you and what you are doing with this baby."
"please don't say the b word. lets call it.." i looked at the tattoo on his face, "candy.. as a nick name."
"ha lil ma are we talkin bout my momma or the ba-"
"fine then! lets call it skittles." I interrupted.
"never mind. skittles it is then. but seriously though. what are we gonna do with skittles?"
"i don't know, i honestly wasn't ready for a kid. we aren't even engaged."
"you're right. what about an abort-"
"NO. NOT THE A WORD."
"then what? adoption? foster care?"
"woah calm down. i've already told you i would never want to do that with a kid. especially mine."
"then we're out of options. but this is our kid, clo. we have to decide."
i don't even know who's the father so you are probably wrong.
what do you think they are gonna do with skittles? who do you think the father is? will chloe tell diego what happened between her and ethan? or will someone else tell him for her?
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