Adoption... maybe

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Chapter 13

February 27th (2014) (Thursday)

4:30 pm

"Since your pregnant, we'll have to rush the STD tests instead of normally waiting." My doctor (Mr. Harris) said. He looked at his clipboard and then looked at me.

"Don't look at me like that. I know my life is fucked up okay."

"Miss. Johnson-"

"I'm pregnant at 16 and I may have an STD, all because of sex, but you know what's so fucked up?" I cut in. I didn't wait for him to answer and continued, "I'm regretting having this baby. I didn't want kids at all! And now I'm having one at 16! I was thinking of putting the baby up for adoption..."

"Miss. Johnson-" He tried

"Can you just do the test already?!" I interrupted again.

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"Where were you?" Randal asked as soon as I stepped through the door.

"Went for a walk," I answered following him into the kitchen. I grabbed a bag of chips and opened them. I hadn't told anyone about the scare and didn't need to since the STD test was negative.

"Are you okay?" Randal stopped stirring the pot and looked at me suspiciously.

"Yeah I'm fine," I let out a giggle to make it more convincing. "Why do you care anyway, we talked about this and agreed we don't like each other and we are only staying together because of the baby."

"But-"

"No but's Randal," I rolled my eyes and walked out of the kitchen.

I lay in my bed and started thinking about my outburst at the doctor's office. 'I think I want to go ahead and put them up for adoption. I know I said I wouldn't, but I can't be a mother at 16, I'm still a teenager and I want to be one. I don't want these babies sucking the happiness out of me... I also don't think I would be a fit mother, they need someone older and mature who knows what they are doing not some sixteen year old who got knocked up. Don't get me wrong the baby classes Randal sighed us up for are really helping, but classes won't make me a good mother. I love my babies with all my heart and that's why I want to give them up. The only problem is how will Randal react when I tell him... if I tell him...'

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"What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing," I muttered picking at the food he cooked.

"What's wrong with the food? Is it not-"

"RANDAL! Shut up! I said it's nothing!" I got up and angrily stormed into the nursery. I locked the door behind me and turned on the light.

I started crying and sat in the rocking chair. 'I don't want to give up my baby, I want to love it and teach it to walk and talk.' I started rocking myself in the chair. "I want you baby, but I can't keep you... please understand it's for the better," I whispered to my stomach.

"KELLY?!" Randal's voice sounded. He was near, probably in my bedroom.

I can't talk to him, I don't want to talk to him or anyone for that matter. "Gotta get out," I whispered looking around. The window! I used to sneak out all the time and I never fell... Although I was never pregnant when I snuck out. I stupidly decided to take the risk.

"Kelly where are you?!" Randal yelled.

I rolled my eyes and unlocked the nursery door quietly, then I went and lifted up the window. It was a bit windy and it looked as if it was going to rain.

"Kelly?" Randal called again.

I ignored him and focused on climbing out the window. I pushed myself through the window (barely fitting) and started climbing down. When I hit the ground I wasted no time and 'ran' to my car. I had hidden a key under the car in case it was ever needed.

Randal's POV

I heard a car start so I ran over to the open window in the nursery. I saw one of Clover's car pulling out the driveway and down the street.

I groaned and closed the window I guess she climbed out of and exited the nursery.

My phone ran and I quickly answered it hoping it was Clover. "Hello?!"

"Hey Randal, where's Clover she's not answering her phone."

"I don't know Tiffany-"

"What do you mean you don't know where the pregnant girl is?!"

"She ran off somewhere."

"What were you guys doing before?" She questioned.

"Well she was out for a walk, or so she told me and I was cooking and then we sat down to eat, she looked upset so I asked what's wrong, she got pissed and stormed off.

Authors note- Hey guys, so it seems Clover a.k.a Kelly has gone 'crazy', but really can you blame her? She's been through a lot of shit... her 'parents' died, she found out they weren't really her birth parents, Sam (her mother) left her by herself (pretty sure that's illegal), and a lot more other stuff... Okay so this book is almost ending, and I wasn't really thinking about doing a sequel, but my sister and I were talking and she gave me an idea... so I'm going to do a sequel with that idea (just letting y'all know). Also I'm SOOO sorry it's so short. This is the shortest chapter I've ever written, but I just needed to get it up. Next chapter will be better.

I was thinking about the names of the babies and the genders, but I'm kinda stuck on what I actually want. I already know one is going to be a girl, but I have no idea about the other babies. So what do y'all think, comment below or message me some names and what gender the two other babies should be. Thank you all for reading my story, it means a lot. Anyways it's getting pretty long, so bye! 😀

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