Uses (LiAngelo Ball)

Something's Wrong

*Monse's POV*

"How did you get out?" Isaac asked me.
"Gelo's dad dropped the charges," I shrugged, "But Gelo's the one who framed me for it to stir up some drama."
"Seriously??" Isaac looked at me, "I'm going to kick his ass."
"It's whatever, don't bother with it," I sighed.
"You doing okay?" he asked, glancing at me while he drove.
"I'm pregnant," I sighed, "That's why he dropped the charges."
"Seriously??" he gasped, "like for real??"
"Yeah they did a test and it came back positive," I sighed.
"So what about LiAngelo then?" he pulled into the driveway.
"I don't know, he's gonna be there for the baby but I told him, him and I are done," I sighed.
"Really?" he looked at me.
"Yeah," I sighed.
"You seemed pretty in lo-"
"I know don't say it, I'm done crying over him," I got out of the car and walked inside. I was attacked by hugs from Miles, Ryder, Rosy, and Xavier. I smiled big and hugged everyone back. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. We all pulled away and I picked Xavier up and hugged him. "She's got news too," he told them.
"I didn't steal it," I rolled my eyes, "Shocker. Gelo framed me and I'm pregnant."
"You are?!" Rosy smiled from ear to ear, "Another baby??"
"I know," I smiled small, "It's scary but it'll be alright."
"I hope it all works out," Miles smiled at me. I nodded and smiled back at him.

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I haven't really talked to Gelo at all. I send him updates about the baby but I never answer when he asks about anything other than that. I cant believe he did that to me. He put me in jail all for what!? To 'rebel' against his parents. Bullshit man. Kris and I don't talk very much either cause he hangs out with Gelo a lot. I just been staying to myself. I'm about 4 months pregnant. It's been so hard. I've been sick all the time and it's terrible. I mostly stay in my dorm but I do go to class when I can. My teachers are pretty understanding cause I'm still a straight A student.

I was in my room, doing my English homework, when I felt something. Wrong. Wetness. Between my leg, not like I thought. It cant be my water breaking. I'm not that far along. I stood up, moving my laptop off my lap. Red.... All I saw was red... I didn't know who to call but Gelo. He picked up right away. "What's up?" he sighed.
"I need to go to the hospital," I sighed, "Ow!" I held my stomach, crunching over, "Now!"
"I'm coming, don't move," he sounded just as panicked as I did. Not more than 20 minutes later he was picking me up and carrying me to his car. This is the first time I've seen him in person since the police station... He put me in the car and drove as fast as he could to the hospital.

Once we got there they took me in right away and ran tests. The doctor came back about a half hour later. Gelo was in the room with me and it was just silent. "I have terrible news," he started.
"I lost her?" my heart broke at the look on the doctors face. He nodded slowly at me, confirming it. I broke down into tears. I sobbed. I didn't even care who heard or who saw. I lost my baby... Gelo wrapped his arms around me right away. I cried harder into his chest. I heard the doctor say something but I couldn't hear him over my sobs. I heard the door close, I think he left us alone. "Shhh," Gelo ran his fingers through my hair.
"I lost her," I cried into his chest.
"We did," he sighed, "We..." I cried even harder. We wasn't "we" anymore. He fucked me over. I cried even harder thinking about that. I pulled away from him and shook my head. "You have to let that go," he knew me too well.
"I cant!" I cried harder, "you got me put in jail! Your family hates me! And I love you so much it hurts so fucking much but you never gave two fucks about my real feelings!"
"Yes I do!" he fought back, "I always did! This started out as rebelling and then I realized how in love I actually was with you and it scared me so I needed a way out but when that happened I realized how much I actually needed you!" I looked over at him, still bawling my eyes. He sighed and wiped away the tears as they fell from my eyes. He pressed his lip against mine. A feeling craved more than anything. The passion, the butterflies, the sparks... It was still there....