Abortion

b l u r b

I ran into the basement where my boyfriend sat at

a computer, the mouse in one hand, a beer in the other.

"Michael." I sighed, "I really need to tell you something." 

I looked up from the ground when he hadn't answered,

his head phones were on.

"Michael." I said louder, him still carrying on. I marched

over to him, and ripped the head phones off his head.

"Michael!" I screamed.

"Woah, woah, what did you do that for?" He screamed back.

"I have to talk to you!" I screamed at him.

"Can it wait, I'm in the middle of a game!?" He snarled.

"I'm pregnant."