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

have handled the situation

gone with her

  Where are you, baby girl? I need to see you right now! My

angry, and confused

a wink of sleep last

eyes, all I saw was

imagination or if I was lucid dreaming,

her stomach had grown into a full

be okay," Emma said

can't have a baby.We're

it’s ours.We can’t not

a baby, Emma.It's

she looked at me as

found out

is only five months away and we're gonna

about college? It’s gonna change everything, all

my dream now," she

reached for my hand and placed it

I touched her there, I felt a kick

in my throat as soon as

feel that?"she smiled

"That's ours,"

"Ours..."

I repeated after her.

a dream that would haunt me for

sweats when I awoke from that

sounded sweet, sure, but dreams were dreams

weren't logical and

let Emma gave away here future to raise a

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

questions.She made a mistake, we slipped up, and now we had

go through with the abortion? I

had to

sense into her, she would know

I even sent a few text messages, but there was

at the first clinic on my

door and frantically

no signs of Emma

inside were giving me, I turned around quickly

I could dash to the next location in

minutes later, I arrived in

was a smaller clinic and it

asked the front desk lady if there was a girl called Emma in

my fists on her counter in anger and that

my manners

town for almost

to three clinics in total and there were no

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

about patient privacy

Fuck that shit.

and I wondered if she would

but to

driving again, but when I reached the clinic, I saw the sign

fucking mad at

anger, and I

were still sore and raw

I was punching the wall in

I had to deal with all my

I also did it because I wanted to

that I was just a broken guy who had no abilities or the right to raise another

frustration, I tried calling Emma's phone again and

of my hand and it landed on the seat

didn’t understand what was happening

I got her into this mess? Or was it because I was trying to be the logical

wanted what was best

must be so

wrap her in my arms and tell her

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