Good Girl Secrets

Chapter 13 - Whore

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3 Months Later...

I was now 3 months pregnant, well in a couple of days. My belly was a growing and right now it wasn't that big. Theo and I hung out with each other everyday. He was always there for me even when I didn't need his help. I found out the sex of my baby and...

IT'S A GIRL!

I was so excited I was going to have a daughter. Stephen has came back from his business trip. I told him and I must say it was hard. I was nervous that he was going to hit me. I was scared because he might think the baby isn't his.

But he actually just didn't care. He hasn't laid a hand on me for the past couple of months, only a few slaps here and there. Nothing big like I'm used to. The last 3 months, I had a couple of fevers, but I didn't worry about. It was getting cold outside.

Right now, I was getting ready to go to Theo's house. My feelings for him were feelings I have never felt before. Sometimes, I would see him making out with some random girl in the hallway. I would be lying if I said it didn't hurt me because it did. It really did. I was having high hopes for him liking me back, but I guess he didn't.

I wasn't his type. I wasn't the tall, beautiful, blonde girl he goes for.

I was just, average height, ugly, and dark headed.

Tara would sometimes call me a whore, like everyday and she said it in front of Theo one time. He defended me. I blushed so hard that day, it wasn't funny.

I got dressed in a hoodie and jeans and walked down the stairs. Stephen was out working so I had the house to myself today.

I walked to Theo's house, which didn't take long, and I started thinking about little Stella growing inside me.

I'm going to be a mom!

I was so excited. I knew I was young, broke, and abused, but when Stella is born...I'm leaving this town.

But that meant leaving Theo and I don't want to leave him.

When I arrive at his house, I knock on the door and he opens it.

"Emmy, hey." He said, making space for me to go in.

I smile at him. "Hey." I said.

I walk over to the living room to see Ace, Blake, and Mikey. They were in the middle of a video game.

They greeted me, without even looking at me. I laughed. They were so into it.

It was just a game.

Theo and I walked up stairs to his room to sit and talk. We did this every time to get away from the yelling downstairs.

"So, how are you feeling?" Theo asked me.

"I'm good." I said, honestly.

I felt happy. The abuse was lessening and I would smile more than usual.

"That's good to hear." He said.

A silence went by. It wasn't awkward, it was comfortable.

"Umm, I've been really thinking about it and it's really killing me." Theo said, breaking the silence.

"What is it?" I said, looking at him.

"Who's the father? Of your baby." Theo asked.

I looked away. "I don't want to talk about." I said lowly, barely audible. I thought he didn't hear it, but he did.

He stood up, glaring down at me. "What do you mean you don't want to talk about? It's just who you did it with, it's all I wanna know." He said, his voice raising.

I didn't answer. I can't tell him. These past months, he hasn't found out my secrets. Me being deaf and about the abuse I take from my step-father.

I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say.

"Say something!" He yelled at me. I flinched. It reminded me when I was 13 and Stephen first started to sexually abuse me. I would just cry and he would yell at me to say something.

"Do you even know who the father is?" He said, an anger look in his eyes.

I avoided eye contact and played with my fingers.

He's scaring me. I never got him mad before and he's never yelled at me.

Theo chuckled. "I guess Tara was right. You are a whore."

I immediately stood up and glared at him. Tears started welling up in my eyes. I can't believe he just said that to me.

I slapped him so hard it hurt my hand. His head whipped to the side and my glare hardened. "You don't know anything about me." I said.

With that, I left his room and walked out his house. Slamming his front door so hard I felt the house vibrate.

Me? A whore.

As if.

I didn't ask to get pregnant.

I didn't ask for my parents to leave me.

I didn't ask for this life.

Theo just lost a friend. Me.

I know that's petty, but he really hurt my feelings.

He just proved that he was everything I thought he never will be.

The tears that I kept in my eyes finally slid down my cheeks.