^Checked^ - Chapter Thirty Three

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Adams POV

"Funny." I say sarcastically, picking the weights back up and carry on lifting.

"Ooooo, when's the baby shower? I'd love to meet the baby. I'd-"

"She's no keeping it." I look over at Chloe and she stops suddenly.

"What? No. That's stupid. She's killing a baby. You have to stop her. I'll ring her."

"No Chloe. Keep your fucking nose out for once. I didn't ask for your input." I growl and forcefully throw the weights on the floor. She jumps back and looks up at me.

"Wait till the media finds out. Adam Yorba the foetus killer." She shrugs.

"The 'media' won't find out because you're going to keep your trap shut. Do you understand?" I say angrily. She giggles lightly and smirks at me.

"And what are you going to do about it Adam? Smack my arse. That's not going to stop me baby." She bites her lip. I groan loudly.

"This is why I don't appreciate your presence at the gym. You put me off every time. Just piss off already." I put the weight back, grab my phone and head back to the changing room to grab my gym bag.

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"Adym how wa-"

"Tell your skanky little daughter to keep the fuck away from me." I barge past him, cutting his sentence off.

"Excuse m- ADYM." I hear him shout as I walk back to my house. I ignore him and put my head phone in.

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"Amy..." I shout, barging into her house, attempting to catch my breath. She looks up from her phone as she sat there casually. She brings her attention back to her phone when i close the door ever so quickly. "Can we talk? It's not something you can just ignore and hope it passes." She raises her eyebrows and puts her feet down from off the couch and sits up, picking her cup up off the coffee table.

"You're going to be a dad. I'm keeping the baby." She looks up at me and sips her drink.

"Sur- i mean yes. Okay. Money? I'm earning non. Parents? I will actually get whipped. What about college and your future? I heard you actually get no social life, and the baby is basically a nightmare coming true. Do you even know how to change a nappy?! Baby, you can't even look after yourself... Isn't this a little too much? Too quick? We have so much time for all this. I just want to make the most of the time we have now before we skip my main years..." I move my hand ontop of hers which was resting on the couch. She doesn't move her hand but sighs heavily.

"I can't just get an abortion and skip away like everythings going to be okay. My mum would be so happy to be a grandmother and i know my dad had always wanted to have a big family." She bites her lip and wipes a tear quickly.

"I get that Amy. I do. Do you know how much money all this would cost? What if we break up and don't talk? It wouldn't be fair on the child. I just want to be with you longer before making any decisions like this." I pull her hand up and kiss it gently. She looks up at me and looks down to her lap.

"Can i talk to your mum about it?" She asks,standing up.

"What? No." I laugh, looking up at her as she has a straight face. I chuckle nervously and clear my throat. "I don't want her knowing."

"She's bound to find out anyways. I just want someone to talk to other than the selfish dad." She rolls her eyes and picks her phone up, dialling a number. She puts the phone to her ear and waits a few seconds before sniffing up and smiling. "Hello." "How are you?" "I'm good thank you. "Could i come round and have a little conversation with you? It's quiet important." "Oh, yes! Nothing serious serious. But it is serious..." She nods along and thanks them. She puts the phone down and heads into the kitchen. I stay sat on the couch and look at the kitchen door as she walks back through it.

"What?" She asks as she catches me looking confused.

"Who was that?" I stand up.

"Oh. Your mum." She shrugs. "We are going in a second. She finished work early." She grabs her purse and phone and goes to walk out the door.

"So you're going to tell her?" I rush over to the door.

"Nope. You are." She pushes me out the door and down the drive was as i see my mum open the door with a huge smile on her face...

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(This book is actually getting trash now... i'll still carry on though.

25/03/18

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