No Angels

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Joseph POV

"They will forgive you," Stacey promised.

"Not after what I've done," I whispered helplessly​. I had really messed up this time and there was now way I could fix it this time. I had let down everyone and I didn't know what would happen now.

"Baby relax, it's not as bad as you think," she purred as she tried to comfort me.

"Do you have any idea how much trouble I'm in right now?!" I asked her exasperated as she seemed to think this was a simple issue.

"I'm never going to be able to play football ever again! Do you not realize what that means?!!" I yelled even louder as my emotions seemed to choose this time to surface. How the hell is she so damn calm about this.

"I'm really sorry baby, but things can't get worse," she tried to assuring me. I stood up from her bed not wanting to be next to her for a second more than I had to because she was really starting to piss me off.

"MY FATHER WON'T EVEN TALK TO ME!!! HOW DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND HOW BAD THIS IS??!!!" I yelled angrily as I stood in front of her as she sat on the bad looking at me with worried eyes.

"I'm sorry," she said in almost a whisper tone. She looked up at me with her face holding a frightened look. She knew I was angry and she was pulling the pity card. But I was too angry to even care at this point.

"I have been permanently removed from the football team for taking performance enhancements! I'm pretty much screwed!! Football is everything to me!!" I yelled even louder as my voice crackled as I could feel the tears filling my eyes. I knew I had reached my breaking point as the tears welled up in my eyes. I paced back and forth as I tried to regulate my breathing but I knew that there was no point.

"I failed everyone who counted on me," I spoke more to myself as I wiped my tears furiously. I hated crying. This was the first time I had shed a tear since in a long time. The last was probably when I was a young teen.

"I don't know what I'm going to do," I shook my head as I knew I had to face the consequences of my actions. I had to answer to my questionable choices and I knew that I would be suffering for awhile. My family would not look at me the same anymore and I feared that I had broken their trust forever.

"We could tell them about the baby," Stacey suggested. I turned to look at her not believing the words coming out of her mouth. She gave me a hopeful look as she had placed her hands on her stomach.

"No," I shook my head refusing to even think of the idea.

From the moment I found out she was pregnant, my mind hadn't stop running wild in fear. I was in my final year of college and it seemed that everything  that could have went wrong went horribly wrong. I was going to be a father and I had not yet come to terms with it. It all just didn't seem real.

"Why not? I'm tired of keeping this a secret-," I cut her off before she could continue.

"Stacey I'm serious. Don't," I warned her as I spoke in a serious tone as I gave her a look to not even try it.

"Do you even care about us," she asked as tears started to well up in her eyes.

She had become more empathetic within the last few weeks of her pregnancy. I was not used to seeing her so vulnerable as she was no longer able to control her emotions. She had been so happy about the pregnancy where as I felt there was a ticking time bomb in her belly.

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