Staring at the pregnancy test, tears came to my eyes. Amelia walked behind me and lightly rubbed my back giving me reassurance.
"How could I have been so stupid? I could have prevented this! I'm on birth control and we use protection but it still happened!" I cried.
Silence fills the room as I start going through possibilities. I would never abort and I know I could never put this child up for adoption. That only left one option.
Mitch bursts through my bedroom door and looks at me with the pregnancy test in my hand. Oh shit.
His eyes go wide as he makes a connection. He runs out of the room and I chase him downstairs where I grab ahold of him and stop him.
"Mitch stop! At least talk to me!" I yell on the verge of tears again.
"Why don't you start explaining what's going on! How could you be so stupid Parker? You're seventeen for christ sake! I thought that you were the responsible one! What are you going to do? You can't stay here! And have you even told Jerome yet?" He yelled at me.
"No I haven't because I just found out myself! Do you think I'm happy? Do you think I wanted this to happen?" I screech.
"You might as well go back to Canada and raise the fucking child because I know Jerome doesn't want kids. He despises them! He'll leave you and then you'll be asking for my help and guess what! I'm not going to be there!"
Turning on his heels, Mitch stomped out the front door leaving me crying in the middle of the living room.
I look to my right and see the rest of TeamCrafted except for Mitch of course. Everyone is either looking at Jerome or me. Jerome's face is pale and has a look of shock on it.
I bolt up the stairs and lock myself in my room and collapse on the room in tears. I cry until I can't cry anymore. No one comes to check on me. Jerome doesn't want anything to do with me. He's told me multiple times he doesn't want children. I was disappointed but I wasn't to fond of them either.
Now I'm terrified he's going to leave me. I decide to leave the house and head back to Canada tomorrow. I'll stay with Elle until I get back on my feet. She lived on her own anyway.
Picking myself up, a wave of nausea came over me but this wasn't from the baby, this was out of fear.
What could I do? My brother practically disowned me, Jerome was going to break up with me, and now I have to move.
As I headed to the bathroom, I knew exactly what I was going to do, and I was going to regret every bit of it.
Fumbling with my razor, (I buy a lot of these) I get a blade out a cut my arm. I keep cutting until I feel numb. there is blood everywhere and I start to feel dizzy.
"Help," I mumble before everything goes black.
Sorry this is so short and late! I haven't had any time and I may have totally forgot that I hadn't even started this chapter until 10 Sunday night so I'm really sorry this is late! Please forgive me!! The next chapter will be better I promise! Oh and for those of you who are concerned I feeling a lot better! Thank you for the get well messages!
And because one person said something,( you know who you are) I am not pregnant! Lol that made my day btw.
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Bullied, Scarred, and Hated (A TeamCrafted and JeromeASF fanfiction)Fanfiction
Five years. Five years of being abused and bullied. Five years since my mom died. I am Parker Hughes. At the age of sixteen I am depressed, suicidal, and a self harmer. I want to die to escape my brother. I am bullied constantly by my twin brother...