Chapter One

1.4K 18 0

He clenches his jaw and his eyes are fixed on my stomach. I don't know how he is going to react. My heart is racing and my arms are wrapped around my stomach self-consciously. Is he going to tell me to get out? Is he going to lash out at me?

"Say something. Shaun?" I whimper, tears forming in my eyes, thinking about him leaving me all alone in this. He stays quiet for a moment, his eyes wide with surprise. He looks up into my eyes. I've never felt so small than I do right now, standing in this large room of his massive apartment. His apartment was nice, a typical bachelor pad with the industrial style to it, large windows at the back looking over the city. The brick walls seemed as if they were reducing the room's size and closing in on me.

"I-I-I don't know what to say Brook. I mean I never ever thought that when I woke up this morning, this was going to happen," he breathes deeply. My stomach drops at the words that came out of his mouth. "How did this happen? I mean I know how it happened but I-I," he stresses, putting his hands on the back of his head and scratching his neck just below his hairline. He goes into the kitchen and comes back with a bottle of beer, sitting down at his dining table, shaking his head, unable to comprehend what was happening.

"I just wanted to let you know. You don't have to make any decisions now," I whisper quietly.

"Now? Are you kidding? This should have never happened. I can't be a father, there's no way. We met like a month ago Brook, I barely even know you. All we're good for a fuck and that's it." My heart dropped joining my stomach in a pit of despair. How can he say this to me? It's just as much his fault as it is mine.

"Wha-" I begin but I'm interrupted by the smash of the beer bottle against the wall behind me.

"Fuck sake, just leave," he raises his voice.

"But Shaun I nee-"

"Just fucking go," he yells even louder this time. All we're good for is a fuck and that's it. The words repeat in my head.

"I knew I shouldn't have come here. I knew you'd be a waste of my time. If I ever see you again anywhere, know that you mean nothing to me anymore. Nothing," I fight back, my hand already twisting the door handle. Next thing I know, I'm leaning against the other side of his door, tears falling down my face. My child was going to grow up without a father and I was going through this alone.

All NightRead this story for FREE!