What about us?- Part 3

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(long oneshot ahead)

lizas pov:
L:and he never even knew that im pregnant
i sit and sob to myself on the fromt door pourch of my old house now left alone for david
D:what?
i stand up and look behind me and see david
L:david, uh, um , im sorry ill leave now
i pick my stuff up and turn around, out of the 5 steps off the pourch in total i walk down each slowly, 1, please stop me, 2, show you care 3, he said he cared, 4,please david stop me,5,he said he loved and cared but he didnt stop me, not even a goodbye or wait
D: no wait liza
thank you, i turn around
L:um, yeah?
D: come inside and lets talk
i simply nod and walk inside
D: sit down liza its still your house
i nod and sit and he sits in a seat across from me
D:so your pr-pr-pre-preg
L:PREGNANT
D:yeah that,um, well uh, im gonna be a father, and your gonna be a mother, so how is this gonna works out? if your leaving
L: but you stopped me
D:but your leaving
L:but you stopped me
D: but you said-
L: DAVID, realize that i dont care what i said, you stopped me, but thats not stopping me from keeping this baby and throwing away my whole carrer and future to raise it, realize this is ruining my whole reputation, what am i gonna do about my acting and inspirational speaker job, what am i gonna do about liza on demand, what am i gonna do about my parents,family,friends,i dont know if they will judge or not and ik technically throwing it all away with this child!
D:LIZA i dont want this baby
my facial expression dropped
L:what do you mean?
D:i mean i dont want this child, and when you left i sat and cried my eyes out until stacy called and asked if i was okay, and she actually asked me if i was okay, i said no, and she-well she's different
L: well david im keeping this baby wether you like it or not
D:FINE KEEP IT BUT I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH IT!
L: FINE, I WILL AND YOU WONT NEED ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT
D:FINE, YOUR PROBABLY GONNA RUIN IT CHILDHOOD BY THIS JUST LIKE YOU RUINED JESSICAS
my face dropped
D: liza i didnt mean it
L: you know that i have blammed myself for what happened to her ever day since it happened, and i still to this day,1 almost 2 years later still blame myself
D:im sorry i didnt mean it
i grab my stuff
D:liza please just stay
i say nothing and just walk out the door to my car but david tries running after me but i dont stop
D:FINE I NEVER LOVED YOU ANYWAYS
I stop walking and turn back around, slapping him in the face
L: YOU FUCKING ASSWHOLE
and with that i turn around and walk away driving out of his life
5 MONTHS LATER•
todays my gender reveal for the babies, thats right babies, im having two, two babies that wont have a dad, two babies who lifes wont be complete, two babies who wont see a mom and dad together as they grow up, the two babies who wont grow up with a normal life, not know who their dad is or what happened to him, i havent contacted him since that day, and every day those words repeat in my head "fine i never loved you anyways" "i never love you anyways" "i never loved you"  
david haunted me with those words, and i have never forgotten them, everyday before i went to bed,everytime i would eat,wake up, walk, run, or really anything, but todays not about that, today is about finding out the genders of my angels, iv done something everymorning were i will lay my hands on my bump, count the kicks,cont the hiccups,count the rolls, amd count the breaths, and iv loved taking those moments out of my day, but anyways after counting it all and having a little talk with my babies about how they will he here any day,time, or moments now, i decided to start getting dressed, its sad david hasnt been here for me while iv had my pregnancy, he hasnt helped my count, or hasnt helped hold my hair back in the morning when i vomit, or been there to get me my cravings that i craved all the time, he hasnt been there for me at all, and its hard doing it on my own all the time, but i have to be strong for these angels,because their the only thing i have left,of david at least, my thoughts are inturupted by a knock on the door

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