I wake up with a girls name tattoo on me, turns out shes my wife and pregnent.

I wake up with a girls name tattoo on me, turns out shes my wife and pregnent 14

last time:

He stood up an dwalked towards me. he had dropped his smile he just dropped the baby in

my poen arms and walked out, slamming the door behind him.

where was he going.

my body brike down and i started to cry looking at my beautiful baby boy. god i made

this,i

started laghing. stupid hormones.

Bang! the door opened again and Christian was back.

he looked at me curtly and just said "we,re going. get ready" he said it all with no

and that really hurt.

last time:

He stood up an dwalked towards me. he had dropped his smile he just dropped the baby in

my poen arms and walked out, slamming the door behind him.

where was he going.

my body brike down and i started to cry looking at my beautiful baby boy. god i made

this,i

started laghing. stupid hormones.

Bang! the door opened again and Christian was back.

he looked at me curtly and just said "we,re going. get ready" he said it all with no

and that really hurt.

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it hurt so much. seeing christian like this. the hatrid in his eyes. it was the baby i

knew it would be like this.

hes just another syco in this world.

a nurse came in with a bad with some baby cloths in and a nappie. she then asked both me

and cristain for a name for the baby so she could go get the birth sertificate.

we had no name.

i looked a cristian for help and advice all i got back was a glare. i couldn't hold back

from flinching.

luckly the nurse was bussy with my baby so she didn't notice.

the nurse handed me a clip board with out looking up.

"write his name on the top line please starting with his first name the his middle

and surname and please can you both sign and print your names at the bottem"

she was sorting my baby out for me why me and cristian looked at the paper.

he snached the clip board out of my hands and write the name Logan Ed Blackthorn

and singed it.

he shuved it towards me, i took it from him.

looking at the paper and reading the name i felt a serge of happyness he was okay

in the end. he was okay with me and the baby. he still loved us i knew he was fine

deep down.

i looked up at him and simled.

at that point he grabbed my hand and squeesed it so tight i was sure it was going

to brake. maybe i was wrong.