Chapter 13

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"Babe where have you been?!" Jack ran up to me with worry.

"Out for a walk." I replied.

"You Ok? Is something up?" He asked.

I looked at the floor, here we go.

"This isn't working." I said.

"What?"

"Us Jack." I cried.

"I dont understand, I thought everything was fine." He stuttered.

"No its not Jack, you didn't lose your best friend, you aren't poor, your aren't pregnant!" I yelled.

"Wait, your pregnant?" He asked in shock.

I nodded and started packing my things into my bags. My heart broke every second this was happening.

Jack fell to the floor, putting his head in his knees.

"Do I even get to see it?" He mumbled, tears falling from his brown eyes.

I shook my head no and walked out.

"Zach." I whispered.

Zach was my answer to everything.

"I'm here." Zach said  appearing next to me.

"I can't raise it by myself." I cried.
"Yes you can." He told me, his arm going around my shoulders.

"No I can't Zach, I can't afford all that stuff." I replied.

"Yes you can." He said, a smile on his face.

"How Zach?"

"You have Jack's credit card remember?" He chuckled.

"Oh my gosh I forgot!" I smiled.

|6 months later|

"There, perfect!" I said as I placed the last blue balloon for my baby shower on a table.

Jack has still been blowing up my phone asking when I'm due and what the gender is.

I finally answered him back.

RAIN: I'm sorry Jack, you can't see him when he's born."

JACK: its a boy?!

I didn't respond, I just left him on read.

"How's my nefew?" Zach laughed as he walked down the long stair case.

"He's fine Zach." I chuckled.

Zach sat up on the edge of the roof and watched the party.

"I can't believe it's a boy!" My grandma said hugging, well, trying to hug me.

"I know, I'm so excited."

"Did you pick out a name yet?" She asked, taking a seat at one of the tables.

"Yes I did." I replied, sitting next to her.

She looked at me, expecting me to tell her what I had planned to name my son. I didn't mention how I planned to give him Jack's last name.

As it came to the end of the party I changed into some comfortable clothes.

"Time for bed baby boy." I smiled as I laid in bed, wishing Jack was with me.

Would Jack even be a good dad? Or make our son a trust fund baby like him?

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