Don't Get too Close: A Billie and Brandon Story

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imma do first person just bc i think it will fit better w this chapter.

I quickly woke up out of my sleep and ran to the bathroom. I swung the toilet seat open and let out all my vomit. I kept throwing up until I couldn't anymore and started to feel light headed.

I reached up off of the floor to flush the toilet and sat back down to rest a little bit. I suddenly had a headache and got tired all over again.

I forced myself off of the floor and brushed my teeth to get all the yucky stuff out. I paced myself to my room and layed down on my bed and looked at my period tracker app and low and behold. Guess who has a late period.

Shit.

It had been about a week since I broke up with Brandon and boy do I miss that man. His smile, his touch, his dic-. But he had to fuck it all up. Well...I can't really put the blame all on him. It definitely won't be good if I'm fucking pregnant.

I had been experiencing morning sickness for about 2 weeks and I never even thought about it like that. How could this even happen? I thought we were careful. We either used protection or the pull out method. I knew I should've went on birth control.

Before, I jump to conclusions I need to be sure. I put on some random clothes and get in my car.

I rushed in and out of CVS and got a pregnancy test.

Me at 16 buying a pregnancy test. (i can relate 🤦🏾‍♀️)

I rushed home and got in the bathroom to take the test. Everyone was still sleeping since it was pretty early in the morning.

I peed on it and stared at it waiting for my results to show up.

It was only a couple seconds when two red lines appeared.

Great. That's just great.

I tossed the test in the trash and gave myself a big ass face palm.

"Okay, so we're pregnant." I said to myself. "What are we gonna do? I'm 16 and pregnant. (16 and pregnant my ass huh?) This is great." 

All of a sudden it hits me. I'm growing a thing inside of me. What do I do with a baby? I sure can't take care of one. My future is ruined, I just can't.

...What do I tell Brandon? Should I tell Brandon? I should tell him. No, I shouldn't. He deserves to know. He doesn't need to know.

UGHHHH

The thought of talking to Brandon about this after the way I handled things before makes
me literally want to break down and cry.

I already felt my eyes stinging and a huge lump forming in my throat. I just let it out. Yessir, I sat on the toilet sobbing my eyes out like a little girl. Shit I am a little girl. A pregnant little girl.

I got myself together and fixed my clothes. I pulled the pregnancy test out of the trash and reluctantly got in my car and started driving.

Minutes later, I was sitting outside of Brandon's house. I had no courage to knock on the door so I facetimed him. After a couple rings he finally answered.

"Hello..." he said in his deep tired voice. I must've woken him up.

"Hi...can you come outside, please?" I said nervously.

"Yeah, hold on." he said before hanging up.

Moments later, his fine ass came outside making me smile. I unlocked the door to let him in the passenger seat.

"Wassup?" he said with annoyance in his tone.

"I- um...I don't know how to quite put this." I sighed and looked down. "I took a pregnancy test earlier."

Brandon suddenly froze and looked terrified.

"Here..." I said giving him the test. "It says positive."

Brandon just silently stared at it in shock.

"Wow..." he finally said. "Is it mine?"

I looked at him like he just ran over my cat. Like damn that's kinda offensive.

"Obviously, damn." I said.

"Oh it ain't obvious." he stated.

"It could only be you. I've had pregnancy symptoms even before the thing with Josh happened. And I swear I never cheated before that."

"Okay, okay. So what so you want to do?" he asked.

"...I don't know. I don't think I could have a baby."

"You want to get rid of it?" he asked, surprised.

"I can't raise a child, Brandon."

"What about adoption?"

"No, you don't understand. I can't give my baby up to another family. Especially not after what I went through as a child in the system." I said feeling myself getting emotional.

"It's different than foster care, Billie. It can go to a really loving family."

"No, Brandon. If I'm having a baby, I'm keeping it." I already felt myself crying at this point. "I've been through too much. I wouldn't feel right putting another child in a similar situation."

"We can raise it. I'll be there with you." Brandon said as he took my hands into his.

My lip quivered and I burst into tears as he looked in my eyes with care, reminding me of why I loved him so much.

"Whatever you decide, I'll be there."

"I-i want an abortion." I struggled to say through my tears. "I can't have baby and I refuse to put Maggie through that."

"Are you sure?"

I closed my eyes and nodded, not being able to speak because of the crying.

"Hey, it's okay. We'll get through it. We made a mistake together and we'll fix it together." he reassured me.

I looked up at him and nodded and softly smiled. He leaned in and softly pecked me on the lips. He used his thumb to wipe my tears away.

"You're beautiful, I don't want to see you cry, okay. I'll always be there for you just because I love you."

this chapter prolly has so many mistakes and is very badly written bc i dont know how to express feelings through writing 😖

hope this made yall happy. im gts now gn

ps// of you're prolife, just shut up

edit: yall im soo embarrassed, i edited it out but i made billie say the n word...like wtf did i forget she was white i- anyways chile embarrassing 😭😭😭😭