Daughter of the Guitarist

Chapter 29

Brian and I went to the park down the street from my house and sat at the picnic table. I took a deep breath and pulled the test from my pocket. "I'm pregnant."

He took the test from me and looked at it. "It's not mine. You're just trying to trap me and it's not gonna work." He was furious, "We're done, I can't believe you."

"I'm pregnant by you, who else could it be?"

"How the fuck should I know?"

I started crying and ran home leaving Brian alone. His words playing over and over in my head. How could he think he was not the father? I was still a virgin so who else could it be? I ran to my room and shut the door; I was so hurt.

"What's wrong?" My dad asked me when he opened the door, "Did you have a fight with Brian?"

I nodded, "Where's he at?"

"He left," dad said sitting on my bed and hugging me. "What happened?"

"We got in a fight," I said, "and he broke up with me."

"What was it about?"

I shook my head, "I don't wanna talk about it."

"Please talk to me. I hate seeing you upset."

"No," I yelled, "just leave me alone." I ran to my bathroom and sat on the floor sobbing.

Dad knocked on the door, "Isabella, baby, please tell me what's wrong."

I just sat there crying, not saying a word. Everything was fine until I slept with him; I always mess everything up. Why did I not just say no? Why did I do that? My life was officially over and there was nothing I could do about it.

"I don't know what happened we just got in a fight and he said it was over." I said between sobs. "I just wanna be alone, please dad?"

"If you wanna talk I'm here for you." He said as he walked out of my room, shutting the door behind him.

I plugged in my headphones and went outside to smoke a cigarette. I pulled my hood up on my head as I lit the end of it. I was so confused, I thought he loved me, I thought he cared about me, but no. I felt so used, who was I kidding, he was a rockstar and I was just a nobody that no one wanted. I was such an idiot for thinking he would ever want to be with me.