INSTA-Daddy

FINALE

[GAB]

After spending a couple more days at the hospital, I was finally allowed to go home. Tom never came but I waited. And, every time a day passes by, I end up crying in the hospital bed while caressing my stomach as if my baby was still inside.

My father only allowed me to go back to Tom's place to get my things. The whole place was a ruckus when I got back. The TV was broken, plus there was a whole on the wall.

There I waited again. Yet he never came.

Even at home I still cried. Day and night. Wes and Liz would visit me everyday, sometimes staying for the night just to keep me company. I loved both of them. But all I wanted was my baby to get back in my stomach alive, and Tom to knock on our door.

It was the same routine the entire spring break. I wanted to drop out of school, but my parents won't allow me to.

So I had no choice. But it's just not the same.

I went back to school different than what I was before. I was aware of that. Even though there's really no more reason to, I continued wearing sweatshirts.

In school, rumours spread of Tom's disappearance. Some said he could even be... Dead.

He might as well be dead. It would make what I'm feeling now a little less painful.

Margie was still the same. But I don't really care anymore. Although she was acting weird, and obviously she was avoiding me for some reason. I guess it's a good thing. I don't want to have anything to do with her anyways.

Jennifer transferred too. Nobody knows why but she did. Again, I didn't really care.

Oh and I quit the student council. I wasn't motivated anymore. I wasn't motivated to excel. I wasn't motivated to do anything. I wasn't motivated to live.

"I hate seeing you like this Gabby. I miss the old Gabby. Please bring her back to us," Liz said during lunch and we were in the cafeteria.

"I know you loved Tom. You fell for him big time. But please don't forget about yourself. We're still here you know. Don't forget that."

As I watched my best friend walk away, something inside me snapped. It was the string of realization.

Yes. I loved him. And of course I loved the baby. And he loved us back... Even though the baby wasn't really his.

But now he's gone. The baby's gone. I have to accept that. Even though it hurts... Life goes on.

I guess my mistake was, instead of making Tom a part of my world, I made him my world. And now he's gone, the other wonderful parts of my world collapsed along with him.

I can choose to move on and continue living my life. But it doesn't mean I don't love both of them. I still do. And because I love them, I'll let both of them go.

Right. I've decided.

"Liz!" I yelped as I catch up to Liz. Liz stopped and looked back at me. Abruptly I jumped onto her with arms wide open to hug her. She was caught off guard and we both fell to the floor.

The two of us laughed and we didn't care about the people glimpsing at us. They can glimpse all they want. Liz and I got up and we hugged properly.

"Hey let me in on the fun!" Wes showed up from who knows where and joined in on the hug as well.

When we broke apart, we were still laughing.

"There's our girl," Liz cheered, punching my arm lightly.