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

should have handled the

with her to the

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

and

wink of

I closed my eyes, all I

didn’t know if it was imagination or if I was lucid dreaming, but I saw her standing in

but her stomach had grown into a full

be okay," Emma said in

a baby.We're not

can’t not have it,"she

baby, Emma.It's

she looked at me as if I was

found out

away and we're gonna get out of this stinky town

gonna change everything, all our plans, all

she said simply, ending all my

for my hand and placed it on her grown

first, but when I touched her there, I felt a kick under

throat as soon as

that?"she

"That's ours,"

"Ours..."

I repeated after her.

dream that would haunt me for

when I awoke from that dream last night, and I couldn't close my eyes

sure, but dreams were dreams

logical and

gave

How did I let this happen? I had

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

if she’s really not gonna go through with the abortion?

had to

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

sent a few

finally arrived at the first clinic

door and frantically

no signs of Emma

giving me, I

so I could dash to the

later, I

a smaller clinic and

front desk lady if there was a girl called Emma in here earlier and she said no

her counter in anger and

manners

been driving around town for

in total and there were no

to give me any information if

about patient

Fuck that shit.

was a town over and I wondered if she would

to go over

the next hour driving again, but when I reached the

was fucking mad

in anger,

sore and raw from

confused and angry last night, I was punching the

I had to deal with

it because I wanted to prove a point to

I was just a broken guy who had no

phone

phone fall out of my hand and it landed on the seat next

understand what

this mess? Or was it because I was trying to be the logical adult in the relationship? I

wanted what was

she must

her in my arms and

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