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

handled the

gone with

this scared.  Where are you, baby girl? I need to see you right now! My tired eyes scanned the road for any sign of her, but there was nothing

angry, and confused all

wink

eyes, all I saw was this image

know if it was imagination or if I was lucid

of course, but her stomach had grown into a full

lan, we'll be okay,"

a baby.We're

ours.We can’t not have

Emma.It's

at me as if

found out

only five months away and

what about college? It’s gonna change

now," she said simply,

reached for my hand and placed it on

but when I touched her there,

breath was caught in my throat as soon

feel that?"she smiled

"That's ours,"

"Ours..."

I repeated after her.

that would haunt me

I awoke from that dream last

but dreams were

logical and

be damned if I let Emma gave away here

can I be so stupid? How did I let this happen?

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

gonna go through with the abortion? I couldn't let

to

and talk some sense into

and I even sent a few text messages,

at the first clinic

through the door and frantically scanned the

of Emma

inside were giving me, I turned around quickly and headed back

so I could

I arrived in the

was a smaller clinic and it

there was a girl called Emma in here earlier and

fists on her counter in anger and that

my manners at this

around town for almost

had been to three clinics in total and there

clinic refused to give me any information if a girl called Emma

about patient

Fuck that shit.

a town over and I wondered if she would go

didn't have any other choice but to go over there and check it out

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

fucking mad at

against the dashboard in anger, and I felt the sting

were still sore

was so confused and angry last night, I was punching the wall in front of

that I had to deal with all

because I

broken guy who

phone again

my hand

what was

her into this mess?

only wanted what was

she must

her in

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