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ᴳⁱᶠ ᶜʳᵉᵈⁱᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ʷʰᵒᵐ ⁱᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ
ˏ 𓏧 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓋒 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏧 ˎ
You knocked on the door, John B opened it.
"Hi, I uh- I'm looking for JJ,"
"Oh, he's in the back fixing his bike," he let you inside the house.
You awkwardly walked to the other door, as you walked to the backyard, regret hit you.
No, it wasn't a good idea to come here. No, you shouldn't be here, yet you were.
"JJ," you made the blonde boy turn around.
"Camila, hi," he tossed a towel behind his shoulder, "What are you doing here?" He crossed his arms over his bare chest.
You and JJ met over two months ago, both of your friends always seemed to go to the same places, so you got to know him after both groups decided to talk one night. Three weeks ago you hooked up, and now you were knocked up. You wore a condom, just to be clear.
"I'm here because I have to tell you something," you scratched your neck.
"Is everything okay?"
"Well, depends on how you wanna see it," you confessed.
He frowned.
"I'm pregnant," you spat.
He widened his eyes as he stared at you coldly.
"But I'm not having the baby,"
He sighed relieved, "For god's sake Cami, don't play with me like that,"
You chuckled, "Stop being so dramatic,"
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because you have the right to know,"
"I mean, it's not like you need me to make a decision, you already made up your mind," he pointed at you with his hand.
You both stayed in silence.
"Was that all?" He finally spoke.
"No, I-" you bit your lip, "The real reason I came here is that I don't have anyone to go with, my parents are out of town and you're the first and last person that I've told,"
"So what? You want me to be by your side through all?"
You gulped, "You know what? This was dumb, I'm just gonna go and we don't have to talk about this, ever again," you shook your head.
"No, wait," he grabbed your hand, "It wasn't dumb, sorry I sounded like an ass. When are you going?"
"Thursday 2 pm,"
"Fine, I'll pick you up at 1, deal?"
You nodded.
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"Well, we're here," JJ stopped the car.
"Oh, boy," Camila squinted her eyes at the sight of women and men who were protesting outside the clinic.
"Hey, I'll punch every single one of them out of the way if I need to," JJ placed his hand on your knee.
You got out of the car, he interlaced your fingers with his and sighed before starting to walk. The small crowd began to invade you with every stupid argument they could come up with. Their lack of empathy of a sixteen-year-old girl who wasn't in the position to have a kid astonish you, you used a condom but had bad luck, you weren't irresponsible or stupid, it just happened. You weren't religious, so you couldn't care less if they told you that Jesus wasn't gonna love you anymore; you didn't have a lot of sexual experiences and so they had no idea of what they were saying when they called you a whore. A guy tried to grasp your arm and so JJ had to pull you closer to him to protect you.
You entered the place and a woman immediately received you.
"Sorry you had to go through that," she scorted the both of you to a chair, "They call themselves Christians, the children of God; but they're just a bunch of racists, homophobic and transphobic hypocrites," she rolled her eyes.
You felt safe with her words.
"So, which one of you will get the abortion? I'm asking because we recently got a pregnant trans man,"
"She is," JJ pointed at the girl.
"What's your name?"
"Y/N Ruiz,"
The woman checked through the screen of a tablet, "Oh, here you are Miss Ruiz, seems like you're right on time for your appointment," she smiled at you, "Doctor Jones will do your procedure, come with me so we can prepare you,"
You nodded and saw the blonde boy.
"I'll wait for you here, okay? I won't go," he kissed your hand before you left his sight.
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As you moved towards the lobby, your eyes were greeted by a nervous Blonde boy walking in circles with two ice creams in his hands, a white rose, and a red box. When your eyes met him, he giggled happily and gave you everything he had in his hands.
"I know it may be a little too much, but I didn't know what else to give you, to be honest, I didn't know if it was right to give you anything at all. I decided to just buy the most basic stuff, sorry if it's awkward or-"
"JJ," you interrupted him, "It's perfect, besides you got my favorite ice cream flavor,"
"Well, I remember you ordered it when we all went to the beach for the millionth time,"
You chuckled before going out again. This time you ran toward the van as fast as possible. Once you closed the door, you looked at each other as if you just won a war.
"So, should I take you to your house," He started the engine.
"No, how about we just go to the beach and enjoy the icecream?"
"Sure, we can watch the sunset there,"
You opened the window and breathed the tropical air, you watched the trees pass by and took your hand out just to have more sensibility of the environment.
"JJ, can I ask you something?"
"Mhm," his eyes were glued to the road.
"What would you've done if I'd decided to have the baby?"
"I would get a job or two, I mean, I had to support you whatever your choice was," he turned to see you.
