I was pacing through the bedroom, trying to figure out how to tell Timmy.
We were young, too young to have a baby.
But I wasn't going to abort it.
I heard the door slam shut and Timmy yelled my name.
''I'm here.'' I shouted back. I in and exhaled deeply, before walking downstairs.
''Hey babe.'' He said as he kissed my lips quickly.
''H-hey. Uhm, can we talk?'' I asked, frightened of what was to come.
''Sure, what's up?'' He asked as his eyebrows shot up and he looked questioning at me.
''I'm pregnant.'' I stated.
His face fell, all the blood seemed to drain away out of his face and he clenched his fists together.
''You're going to abort it, right? I mean we're too young to be parents, I'm just starting with my career and I can't have a baby.'' He commented. He was panicking like crazy and he said things recklessly.
''W-what? Your career is really more important than me and our baby?'' He closed his eyes and breathed through his nostrils before speaking hesitantly.
''Your baby. I'm sorry I can't do this.'' He said.
In that moment my world came all tumbling down. I tried to believe that this was all just a dream, but it all felt too real.
With no words he walked upstairs and after not even ten minutes he came downstairs with a suitcase in his one hand and a backpack in his other.
''I'm sorry.'' He simply said.
He didn't seem to have a hard time at all, but how could he be so blank about this?!
''I hate you.'' I yelled after him, but he didn't seem to hear me.
He was too busy leaving me and my baby behind.
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K, this was kinda sad. I'm really in a sad writing mood.
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