"That's not mine- that THING inside of you!" He yelled. What was he even talking about? Of course it was his, he's the only one I've had sex with.
"This is your baby, I can't believe you would-"
"Get out, Spencer! Now!"
I stormed out, with tears streaming down my face. How could he say something so cruel, knowing that he did this to me? This thing inside of me, is his. I don't know whether I should call it a thing or a baby. Whichever it is, It slapped reality in my face real hard.
I know for sure now, that I'm alone in this. No one will want an enormous, pregnant girlfriend.
At least I think.