I wait for him to call me. It's been an hour. I know he won't believe me but I'll tell him. He may deny but still it's possible it's his. I so hate to even think of him as the father.
The phone rings.
"Hello."
"Yeah what's up?"
"Well I called to check up on you."
He chuckles.
"You can't be that bored. Listen as I said earlier I'm busy so bye"
"I'm pregnant." I say more to myself than to convince him. He even dropped the call. I sigh.
Before I can put it down he sounded again.
"You're what?"
"I am pregnant."
"Congratulations. Did you tell the father cause I don't care if you're pregnant or tired."
"No I didn't. I don't know the father."
He laughs.
"So you're suspecting me?"
"I don't know! I don't know."
"I think you should sleep then wake up tomorrow and sign up for adoption. Surely that baby deserves more than you can give. You also focus on your goals. You're still young."
"I hate you. I hate you! I even regret calling you! You're busted! A whore. You don't give a fuck about anyone except your fucken self!"
"It took you that long to see. Goodnight."
He drop the call.
I try to call myself down cause I don't need such drama,stress and selfish people around me. I can't control my breathing. I start having hick ups. I feel like I'm wetting myself.
I call for aunt. She doesn't answer. I call Sammy and her phone goes to voicemail. I try Mikel.
"Hello."
"I don't know if I'm calling the right person or what byr I feel like I'm sick. I can't control my breathing and I'm wetting myself!" I say breathing heavily.
"Don't give up. Try breathing slowly I was on my way to check up on you. Breath sweetheart."
"I can't!" I scream scared.
"I'm already there."
After he dropped the call I feel my knees weak. I need the bathroom!
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Ryla Letoy
Teen FictionI've been living almost my whole life my mother. Living in a very quiet area. When I turned fourteen,mom told me everything that dad left us and went away to look for a job. Mom raised me alone, then when I was two years old mom heard that my father...
