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 steering

should have handled the situation

gone with

I was there, maybe she wouldn't 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

tired, angry, and confused all

a wink of sleep

my eyes, all I saw

if it was imagination or if I was lucid dreaming, but I saw her standing in front

was beautiful, of course, but her stomach had grown

we'll be okay," Emma said in my

can't have a baby.We're not ready,"I

it’s ours.We can’t

baby, Emma.It's not

as if I was

found out

only five months away and we're gonna get out

It’s gonna change everything,

dream now," she said simply, ending

she reached for my hand and placed

touched her there,

in my throat as soon

that?"she smiled

"That's ours,"

"Ours..."

I repeated after her.

a dream that

in cold sweats when I awoke from that dream last night, and

sweet, sure, but dreams were dreams for

logical

gave away here future to

stupid? How did I let this happen? I

she was on the pill and I never asked questions.She made a mistake, we

through with the abortion? I couldn't let that

had to talk

could just find her and talk some sense

calling her again and I even sent a few text

at the

the door

no signs of

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

running so I could dash to

later, I arrived in the

clinic and

in here earlier

in

manners

been driving around town

clinics in total and there were no signs of

to give me any information

patient

Fuck that shit.

over and I wondered if she would

but to go over there and check

reached the

was fucking mad at this

in anger, and I felt the sting

were still sore

last night, I was punching the wall

outburst was an issue that I had to deal with

I also did it because I wanted to

who had

calling Emma's phone again and it was

fall out of my hand and

what

Was she mad because I got her into this mess? Or was

what was best for

imagine she must be so distraught

I would wrap her in my arms

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