Chapter 37: Questions

11.4K 159 8
                                    

"Is it true? Is it true that you are pregnant?" He asked, a look of craziness in his eye. His parents would kill me if it was his. And to be frank, I didn't really have a clue who the father was.

"Yeah, but it's Jamar's." I told him, trying to end this conversation. Alec broke my heart, I didn't want to deal with this shit.

"Impossible. You look like you are more than 3 months pregnant. You look about 4 or 5." He spat out, as we turned the corner towards the abandoned hall.

"When did you suddenly become the pregnancy expert Alec? Jamar is the father and that's it." I huffed.

"Come on, you know that's bullshit!" He yelled loudly, loudly enough that it echoed. Suddenly we could hear footsteps approaching towards us.

"You know that's bullshit." He said defeatedly, as he escaped out he back doors of the school. Shaking my head, I started crying again.

"Don't cry, Sam. It's just me." A familiar voice sounded down the hall, as I slid down the wall and curled up into a ball.

I felt someone sit next to me, and wrap their arms around me. The familiar scent of cologne and the strong muscles were things I missed.

"Tyler, I missed you so much!" I cried.

My Best Friends DadWhere stories live. Discover now