Who Is Pregnant With My Child?
My decision

There are so many photos that cover every inch of Olivia's room wall. Photos of sexy men who look shirtless. There are also photos of celebrities. Even a photo of a man from our school.

I know that Olivia was crazy about the handsome and sexy guys a long time ago. But all this is too much for me.

"Of stop acting like that." Said Olivia who made me realize from my daydream.

He seemed to realize how my gaze that saw all of that was a little abnormal. But I can see that he's a little bit insecure. So I turned my attention and walked in and sat on his bed.

"Sorry Olivia, I'm just a little surprised." I said smile. "I remember your room still looked like a little girl's room with lots of pink toys." Continue me.

Olivia looked around her room before she said, "yes I seem to have started to grow up and forget about pink and unicorns." The reply was a small laugh.

We were both silent for a moment as if we were thinking about something inside our heads.

"All right, I need an answer right now. How did you get pregnant?" Ask Olivia.

I could only laugh trying to calm myself down.

"Mmmm actually I myself didn't even know when I was having that relationship until a few weeks ago. You know I always thought that I'd never get in touch with a man outside of marriage. But that day I felt very unwell. So I decided to go see a doctor for a checkup. And I was so shocked when the doctor told me that I was pregnant. At first I thought it was all a joke. I told him he was a stupid doctor. I also explained to her that I was a virgin. But she told me that the results of the tests I did were 100% accurate and stated that I was pregnant!" I said at length.

"Wow!" Olivia said quickly. "Do you know, how and when... mmmm... I mean how can you....? I will not judge you for that. I swear." Olivia.

"Yes, yeah, according to the doctor I was pregnant for two months or more precisely at that time I was 10 weeks pregnant and that if I count is the day you have your birthday party. I told you I don't remember anything that night." My speech.

Olivia looked at me with a sympathetic face. He could remember that I was very upset that night.

"Then what are you gonna do?" Ask Olivia. "Are you going to let your pregnancy go or are you going to take it out? I mean you're only 17. And it's not gonna be easy, especially since you're gonna be alone through all this." Further.

I sat there thinking for a while, before I got up and looked out the window. I saw John who just came back out of nowhere. He looked at me at the window and smiled then waved his hand at me.

If I had a baby, I wouldn't be able to do anything that all the other young people do. I won't be able to go out and party with my friends. I won't be able to go out at night to meet other people and I can't be on a normal date like my other friends.

When I remember how John looked at me, when he took me inside Olivia's house, I knew exactly what I was going to do. I turned to look at Olivia and smiled.

"I know what I really want to do." My speech.

Arriving home, I sat in front of my computer making some agendas. I like to make an agenda. Everything feels so simple if everything is set right in front of my eyes. I can make everything very simple.

Everything I write is everything a mother needs and that is what I will be going through soon, which is being a mother at a young age.

I write what I need, like a baby name. Whether it's a baby girl or a boy's name.

Then I started writing what I needed and a lot of other things. Being the mother of a baby is a big deal. I can definitely do it. I worked harder that time and didn't use much of my savings. I plan on being a very good mother and I can definitely do it.

I heard a car pull over in front of the house and I thought that it was my brother. Until I finally heard a knock at the entrance of the house, I rushed downstairs to see who it was. I was thinking who would come home at 09:00 tonight like this.

I knew that my parents were out of town for a few days and my sister was out of the house for a date. I opened the door and was a little surprised to see that John was there.

John was standing at the door. He wears blue jeans and a black t-shirt. When I look at his face and he looks smiling. I realized that I had been staring at him for quite a while, and I also gulped.

"Mmmm hi...." Say it with shame.

"Hi too you were there. Are you gonna invite me into your house or am I gonna die on your doorstep?" John said with a laugh.

I felt ashamed in front of him again. I opened the door wide and invited him into the house.

"Come in, we can go to my room." I said as I went straight upstairs.

We both walked up the stairs to my room and I was a little unsure that she was behind me.

I could feel him staring at me. As John closed the door, I turned to look at him and then said, "what are you doing here?" My toot.

For a moment he was silent and then smiled.

'Oh my God, I really like it when he smiles like that.'

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