Little Family

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*Simon's POV*

"Shush, Love, it's okay." I whisper to my bulging stomach. I'm eight months pregnant and my baby is already trying to break free. Sometimes I wish they would, and other times I couldn't even try to think about having my child join me in the world.

I'm alone, other than my love growing in me. I don't know who the father is, and I honestly don't think this child has a father, other than myself. As crazy as it sounds, I have never slept with anyone. Not a single person. Yet I'm pregnant. I don't know how, all I know is eight months ago I woke with pains in my stomach, and after going to the doctor, I was told I was pregnant. At first, I was shocked. Obviously, how could I not be? First, I have never had sex before in my life. Second, I'm male. The doctors kept running tests, calling me a 'scientific mystery'. However, they found nothing. No extra organs, no unknown chemicals, just regular pregnancy signs. I was still healthy, and luckily, my baby was too.

Back to me being by myself. Other than there being no father, other than myself, I have no one. No husband, boyfriend, sibling, friend, nothing. I was an only child, and I never knew my parents and was never adopted. In school, I stayed to myself and never made a single friend. Now, as a coffee shop worker, I only talk when spoken to. I'm afraid that if something ever happens to me, or if I can't be the parent I wish to be, my baby will have no one. That they will go to foster care as I did and live the life that I'm living. I desperately don't want that to happen. I want this child to have everything I didn't. However, I can't just buy a new family. At least while my baby is still safe inside me, it won't have to deal with being lonely.

I wince as I feel the baby move around in me for the millionth time today. "You need to calm down in there. You are giving me bruises." I chide. As if listening to me, they stop moving and settle on a spot to stay. Sighing in relief, I stand from the sofa to search the kitchen for food. I haven't been shopping this month yet, thanks to not wanting to leave the apartment because my feet ache constantly. Plus, my check from the coffee shop (my boss let me have paid maternity leave and half a year off work after the baby is born so I can find out where the baby will go when I have to work again) doesn't come in till Friday, which is two days from now.

"Seriously?! Can't I have just one good thing happen to me?!" I yell as I see that the fridge is empty, as well as the cabinets. I thought I had at least soup or sandwiches left to eat. I thought wrong. I swear this child can hear me because as soon as I complain about having nothing good in my life, I feel a hard kick in my side.
"Yes, okay, I have one good thing! You know I love you, Love. But we really don't have food. Guess we are breaking into our emergency fund, even if it has already been broken into three times. We really need that paycheck." I ramble to my baby.

Sighing, this time out of frustration and worry, I go to my bedroom to dress in unstained sweatpants and a hoodie. Just because I am going in public doesn't mean I need to dress up. And because last time I went in public, which was a couple weeks ago, and wore regular clothing, I was stared at for being pregnant. I tried to ignore the stares, the whispers, and even the few comments said right to me, but they hurt. Being called a freak, a mistake, so many times does get to you. So, now, I decide to wear the loosest clothing I own. Though, now that I put them on, they aren't so loose on me anymore. But it's all I have that will go over my whole stomach, so it'll have to do.

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