Milan (Mil•Ah•N)
I stared at all five pregnancy test and they all read the same Positive. I couldn't help but break down and cry. Here I am 19 a high school graduate living with my mom start college in the fall and of course pregnant. I snapped out of my trance when I heard knocking on my bathroom door "Milan I'm back baby it mommy" I quickly wiped my tears and thought "I might as well tell her" I slowly open the door looking like I just buried my puppy. My mom furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and said "What's wrong mil tell Mommy I'm here" I looked at her and mutterd a "I'm pregnant mom" she looked at me like I had two heads and yelled "YOUR WHAT?" I said "I'm pregnant mom" she looked at me and chuckled and said "Since you wanna be grown your on your own" with a shrug of her shoulders. I looked at her and cried and said "Mom what am I suppose to do! Where am I suppose to go". "I don't know Milan but you got to get the hell up out of here". I just cried and cried and cried until I heard the front door slam. I looked at my phone and dialed Marcos number. It rung and rung and he picked up at the last ring and said "What's up ma" I held the phone to my ear and said "Hey Marco , I don't know how to tell you this" I started. You could hear shuffling in the background like he was moving and he finally answers and says "Tell me what ma" I quickly but clearly said "I'm pregnant" The line went dead and all you heard was the dial tone. I threw my phone out of frustration and laid back on my bed as I rubbed my tummy and quitely said "Don't worry baby, mommy got you. I got us and that's a promise" and slowly drifted off to sleep. The next morning I had to get up and pack my things as I quitely sang a song to myself. When I had packed everything I owned I hopped in my car and drove and drove thinking about my next move. It finally clicked as I pulled up to a nearly empty parking lot of the best known strip club called "Red diamonds".
