My Baby

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I glared at Kevin as he walked by me to get to the fridge and he scuffed. "Are you still made about that test? You got a B on it bro, so lighten up."

"I would have gotten an A on it if I had stayed home and studied like I wanted." I grumbled and walked into the living room to watch TV. It's been about two weeks after that party, and everything was fine; except for my test grade. My teacher, being the dick I know he is, won't let me retake the test. Why is unknown to me. It all just sucks. I heard the door open and looked to see Parker walking in. I gave a slight wave and he nodded before walking into the kitchen.

Kevin and Parker got along great, and I think they've started dating; they just haven't told anybody yet. Parker was 20 and he had just ended his second year of college. That wasn't too bad I think. Both Kevin and I were seniors and about to graduate, and Kevin was 18; so it's not like he's a minor or dating some one ten years older than him. I think they look cute together.

There was a knock on the door and I looked over at it confused. We weren't expecting anybody else to come over. Not only that, but it was Saturday and only 11 in the morning. "It's fine I'll get it!" I yelled at the two in the kitchen. I'm sure they were making out or something, but I didn't care to check. I opened the door and saw a girl with long blond hair. She seemed to be a little familiar, but I couldn't place her. She looked up at me with pale blue eyes and I saw that she was really pretty. She wasn't really tall, maybe 5'4" and she wore a red summer drees, showing off her womanly curves and large chest. She was human, too.

"Um, hello. Can I help you?" I asked with a small smile.

"Yes you can." She said sternly as she looked me up and down. "Your Jwahar Marks, right?"

"Um...yeah." I gave her a questioning look as she glared at me slightly.

"I need to talk to you." She whispered harshly and I invited her in. Kevin and Parker where standing in the living room with plates of food in their hands. Kevin handed me one and looked at the girl.

"You want some?" He asked, pointing at the bacon, eggs, and hash-browns.

"No." She deadpanned. Rude much?

"Well, do you want something to-"

"I'm pregnant." She interrupted me and my eyes went wide.

"Oh...um...ok. What does that have to do with me?"

"It your baby." She said glaring at me. I opened and closed my mouth like a fish out of water.

"W-what?"

"That night at the party we had sex, and now I'm pregnant. I was going to go ahead and abort the thing but then my mom found out and told me I had to tell the father. I think it's-"

"What?! You were going to abort the baby with out even telling me?!" It was my turn to interrupt. "I would have loved to know I had a child. I'm glad your mom found out! But how do you know it's mine?"

"Duh!" She rolled her eyes at me. I could already tell she was a snotty brat. "Your the only one I've had sex with in the last two weeks, sadly. I can do way better than a Neko." She hissed out the last two words and I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Hey, don't go throwing things like that out!" Kevin came to my rescue. "A Neko is just as good as a human! Now, about the baby."

"I'm going to abort the thing still. My mom just told me to tell the father, not that I couldn't abort it after."

"What?! No!" My eyes went wide and I whimpered slightly as my ears pinned themselves to my scalp.

"Why not? It's my body." The girl put her hands on her hips and glared at me.

"Please," I begged. "If it's my baby, I want to have him or her. You don't have to do anything but give birth. After that, I don't care if you leave."

"Good, I don't want to stay. What's in it for me? I can just walk out now and abort the thing."

"P-please just don't!" I whimpered again and I felt a hand on my shoulder. By the sent, I could tell it was Parker. He was trying to comfort me, knowing that I was upset. He then took my plate of food from me to set it on the table. With out something to hold, my hands began to shake, and I grabbed a hold of my shirt to stop them from doing so. "Please, I'll do anything. I-I'll pay all the hospital bills, I'll buy you new cloths to fit you once you get bigger, I'll buy everything for the baby; I'll even pay you to have him or her! Just, please don't abort it."

The girl seemed to think for a moment. Then she looked at me. "Well, all those ideas are tempting; but is this thing really worth loosing my figure for?"

"Stop calling it a thing." Parker hissed out. "Do you really not care for him or her at all? Your going to have a baby; something many people wish for and never get. What your problem?! He's even offered to even pay you to have his child! Just take the deal and go with it. What's a figure when you have a child?"

The girl gasped. "My figure is everything! Fine, I'll have your fucking baby; but I'm not paying for a god damned thing, got it?! I also want a 300 dollar check every month; and if you miss a month, then it won't hesitate to get rid of it."

"Fine, ok." I whispered a little happily, but still hesitant. "I will, just please don't do anything to hurt him or her."

The girl scuffed. "Wouldn't dream of it as long as I get my money. Here," she grabbed a piece of paper out of her purse and wrote something down with a pen. She then slapped the paper into her hand and began to walk out. "Call me once you got all the stupid appointments set up. You'll have to talk to my mom, too. See ya."

"Wait!" I called out, but she was already out the door and I heard a car start and drive away. With a sigh, I sat down on the couch and laid my head in my hands. What was I going to do?