"I only date black guys."
"So because of the pigment of my skin you won't give me a chance."
"Basically. No hard feelings though. Besides I like something I can...grab." She looked down toward my **** and proceeded to leave. Before she could walk aw...
I was sitting in my room with my bags packed thinking back on everything that has been going on in life. I was pregnant and alone. I didn't know what I wanted to do. My mom was shipping me to stay with some of my family somewhere else. Apparently she couldn't take my attitude. I couldn't help it, I was pregnant, then again I wasn't really that easy to raise before I fucked up by getting pregnant. I barely had a belly yet, but if you knew me well you could tell I was with child. Next month I could find out the sex of my baby. I was so excited, then again a little broken that my baby's father wouldn't be here to see it and bask in this excitement I was. When I first found out I was pregnant I was so scared because I didn't want kids, I wanted to live my life meeting people, trying new things, but it's not really possible now at least till after I have this baby.
I look down at my lap, cradling my belly and think could I really do this on my own. My parents were happily married when I can along. I really can't do this on my own. I can't get rid of it now, but doesn't mean I have to raise it on my own. I don't want to be a mother, not on my own at least. I can't do this. I made up my mind I'll just give this baby up for adoption. This baby will get what they deserve, a family, something I can't provide.
My baby, this baby will get the world even if I can't give them the world myself. I'm leaving to a new state anyways new life, I can start over. Learn how to love myself and life again. I'm tired of people leaving me or abandoning me. First my father, then my baby's father, now my mother. I wish I could go back to a simpler time. Before my father left and before my mother gave up on me. Back when the smile on my face wasn't just for show and was sincere. This new start will be good for me and good for this baby.
"Are you ready? You're going to be late if you don't come on." My mother called up the stairs.
"I'm coming." I looked around the room, trying to remember this room I won't see for a long time and grabbed my suit case and walked out the room for the last time.
Five Months Later
I looked down on my baby in the car seat and said to myself I couldn't give him up. He was mine and also the last piece of his father I had left. He was mine. My baby. My AJ.
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A/N: Hahahahahahahaha...I'm such a great Author. I gave y'all a lil sneakiepeekie of the upcoming chapter. Not the next one or is it? *Shrug* Anyways who do you think this chapter is about and who is the baby father she keeps bring up? Somebody pregnant!?! Could it be Jaelyn, Yazira, Erin, even Mei (You don't know what she up to.)? Anyways, I haven't updated this story in about a week so here yah go. Hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading!!! 💋💋💋
