"Tell me everything " steff said. Christian had dropped me off without a word and i hadn't heard from him since. "Well im having twins, ones a boy ones a girl,and Christian hasnt talked to me since the ultrasound,im also two months pregos, and im totally screwed, " i said exhausted and rubbing my face. I looked at her she was smiling like idiot. I rolled my eyes "what" i asked. "Im gonna be and antie " she sang over and over. I rolled my eyes once again "really thats what you got out of that conversation?" i asked ,"Yes" she said smirking,"Whatever" .my phone buzzed, i picked it up "hello" i said "hey can we talk at the cafe,please in like ten minutes" Christian asked. I looked at steff who was in her own little world. "I guess" i said. And hung up
"I dont think i can do this, im not ... Im too young. " he said quietly avoiding my eyes. My eyes glazed over congesting what he said. "I mean one kids hard enough, but two" he did not just say that. O looked at him " no shit" I snapped. "Who the fuck do you think you are. This is your responsibility fucking just as it is your " i all but wispered. O was fumming. "Your not the only one whos scared shitless. I am twenty two years old, i am fucking broke i live in a fucking studio apartment, and not only will i have to pay for one babys expenses but two and mine you fucking douche. Oh god, i fucking cant deal, you fucking decide i dont give a shit but im fucking stuck woth what we did." o yelled causing a scene and walked out of the store with my bag over my shoulder. I was so done with this shit. I guess it would be better for his ass to get out of the picture now then later.
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Our "Perfect" Family.... NOT
RandomShit shit shit Im pregnant and the baby daddys someone i barely know. He isolated from everyone, he's an asshole, not even mention hes a fucking man whore. Oh ya im pregnant with twins... Just great.
