Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 50: Exit Strategy 

IAN’s POV : 

"Emma! Emma!"

I yelled her name a few more times but she wasn’t responding and the line went dead.

"Shit!" I cursed as my fingers frantically called her again.

She had turned off the phone.

It didn’t even ring.

"I know you don’t want it and I’m sorry, but this is a choice that I have to make on my own,"

Her words were ringing in my head.

What the hell was that supposed to mean? Was she seriously not gonna do the procedure? Not waiting for a second more, I grabbed my keys and headed out the door.

She didn't tell me which clinic she was in, but I figured there weren't that many abortion clinics around.

I'd go to every one of them to find her if that’s what it takes.

I have to see her.

She was upset and scared, I got it.

I also didn’t like the way we ended things last night.

But literally, she came over and just dropped a bomb at me.

What was I supposed to do?  

"I'm...pregnant,"she said in an almost whisper.

For a split second, I thought she was kidding.

But god no, she wasn't.

That look in her face said it all.

And her eyes too.

They were swollen as if she had been crying alot.  When it finally hit me that she wasn't joking, I was hit a wave of emotions.

Everything from denial to anger, happiness, and confusion.

I never thought much about having a kid.

And why should I? I was only twenty-four years old for crying out loud.

And Emma was only a high school kid.

And the fact that I was still her teacher was another damn thing.

If word got out that I was the father of her baby, I would not only lose my job but I would also go to jail.

We were definitely not ready and far too young for this kind of ordeal.

We weren't settled enough in life to take on this role and this would change everything.

All her dreams and our plans for the future, it would all go down the drain.

And for what? For a little, living, breathing thing.

Okay, honestly, if the circumstances were different, I might have been the happiest man alive.

Emma was the girl of my dreams, the one person I ever truly loved and cared for.

If I were to end up with anyone in this world, it would be her.

She was my other half, and I would want her to be the mother of my child.  My mind was still racing with thoughts of Emma as my car raced through town.

I kept trying to call her again, but it was useless.

"Fuck!"

cursed and hit the

have handled the

with her to

I was there, maybe she wouldn't this scared.  Where are you, baby girl? I need to see you

was tired, angry, and confused all at

couldn’t get a wink of

I saw

was lucid dreaming,

her

lan, we'll be okay,"

a baby.We're

can’t

a baby, Emma.It's

know," she looked at me as if I

people found out about

know.Graduation is only five months away and

about college? It’s gonna change everything, all our plans, all our

now," she said simply, ending all

for my hand and placed

I touched her there,

my throat as soon as I felt

that?"she smiled

"That's ours,"

"Ours..."

I repeated after her.

was a dream that would

covered in cold sweats when I awoke from that dream last night, and I couldn't close

but dreams were dreams

weren't logical

be damned if I let Emma gave away here future to

so stupid? How did I let this happen? I had

was on the pill and I never asked questions.She made a mistake, we slipped up, and now we had to

go through with the abortion? I couldn't let

had to

just find her and talk some sense into her, she would

her again and I even sent a few text messages, but there was

arrived at the

the door and frantically scanned the

no signs of Emma

stares and glares the people inside were giving me, I turned around quickly and headed back

could dash

fifteen minutes later, I arrived in the

clinic and it

was a girl called Emma in here earlier

on her counter in anger

my manners at this

had been driving around town for almost two hours

to three clinics in total and there were

give me any information if

about patient

Fuck that shit.

was a town over and I wondered if she would

to go

the next hour driving again, but when I reached the clinic,

mad

fists went slamming against the dashboard in anger, and I felt the sting on

were still sore and

and angry last night, I

issue that I had to

I also did it because I wanted

I was just a broken guy who

calling Emma's phone again and it was still

out of my hand

understand what was

Was she mad at me? Was she mad because I got her into this mess? Or was it because I was trying to be the logical adult in the relationship? I hoped she knows that I

what was

must be so distraught right

I would wrap her in my arms and

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