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!"

and hit the

have handled

gone with her

are you, baby girl? I need to see you right now! My tired eyes scanned the road for any sign of her, but

and

couldn’t get a wink of sleep last

closed my eyes, all I saw was this

know if it was imagination or if I was lucid dreaming,

was beautiful, of course, but her stomach had grown into a full

we'll be okay,"

a baby.We're

ours.We can’t

Emma.It's

me as

people found out about

five months away and we're gonna get out of this stinky

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

now," she said simply,

she reached for my hand and placed it on

but when I touched her there, I felt a kick

caught in my throat as soon as

feel that?"she

"That's ours,"

"Ours..."

I repeated after her.

that would haunt me

in cold sweats when I awoke from that

sure, but dreams

weren't logical and

I let Emma gave away here future to

How did I let

and I never asked questions.She made a mistake, we slipped

what if she’s really not gonna go through

to talk her

some sense into

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

finally arrived at the

through the door and

were no signs of

me, I turned around quickly and headed back into the

was still running so I could dash

minutes later, I arrived in

was a smaller clinic and

desk lady if there was a girl called Emma in here earlier and she said no one had been in here all

her counter in anger and that scared

my manners at

around town for almost two

clinics in total and there were no signs of

any information

patient

Fuck that shit.

was a town over and I wondered if

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

next hour driving again, but when I reached the clinic, I saw the sign that it was closed

mad

in anger, and I felt the sting

still sore

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

issue that I had to deal with

because I wanted to prove

was that I was just a broken guy who

phone again and it was still

let my phone fall out of my hand

what was

she take my call? Why was she avoiding me? Was she mad at me? Was she mad because I got her into this mess? Or was it because I was trying

only wanted what

must be so distraught

her, I would wrap her in my arms and tell

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