Sixteen & Pregnant: I'm Not Giving Up My Child.
CHAPTER 04
Lydia's Point Of View.
"How do you plan on telling him?" Hannah asked for the fifth time as we were heading down the hall. since my parents now know they have decided I will keep attending school because, and I am quoting, "education is the most important thing in the world". luckily for me, I don't have a bump yet so I still have time to adjust to the fact that people will talk.
"I don't know Hannah." I tell her in a non-caring tone. she has kept bugging me with that question since I told my parents. she sigh as we stop at our locker, they're beside each other.
"Well it's going to be tricky.. You can't just write him a letter or something like that. It would be weird." she starts babbling again, I just roll my eyes and grab the books I need for the next class.
"But I do have an idea!" she tells me excitingly, I eye her with a bored look.
"Do tell" I sigh. she snort at my non existing excitement.
"Thanks for the support of the idea." I sigh "But you know I'm working for the school magazine right?" I nod. "Well I'm going to meet Avenged Sevenfold and interview them for the magazine, and I thought, well you can go with me as like... a secretary or something, and you can tell Zacky it!" she exclaim smiling widely at her idea. I don't say a thing, thinking about it.
"When is this?" I ask her.
"Next week." I gulp, I'm not ready yet to tell him, I have no idea what to say at all. I might turn his world up side down, or I will get hurt when he laughs at me, telling me he wants to take no part of the baby's life.
"I can't.." I tell her sighing.
"Why not?! it's a brilliant plan!" she exclaim, I can hear the anger in her voice. I just shrug and start to walk faster.
"Oh don't you give me that Lydia! tell me!" I sigh and stop up then explain her it, being careful that no one listens to our conversation.
"That's absurd! why wouldn't he want to take part of its life?" she ask me as if Zacky had already told me that.
"It's only possible he will do that. I mean look at the fact Hannah. I'm a 16 years old girl who is pregnant with his child. he's 27 years old. if it's something it's illegal!" I tell her. she sigh nodding and we start walking again.
"So you won't go?" she asks me, I sigh shaking my head.
"No."
I am not the ghost you are to me.
Zacky's Point Of View.
I am sitting together with the rest of the gang waiting for a teenager from some school magazine, who is going to interview us. my thoughts are still on the woman I met at the concert, that small petite soul. I sigh loudly dreaming of her when the door opens up and in walks a blond haired young girl. we all stood up and shook her hand. I felt that she was glaring at me as she shook my hand but shook it off, I don't know this girl.
she started asking some questions, we all answered them with interest. I still felt she was being cold towards me. I sigh as she wraps it up and thanks us.
"Do you have a problem with me?" I asked her as she came to shake my hand again. She blinks a couple of times then sigh.
"yes I actually do." the guys looked us in total awe. she glared at me, her brown eyes ready to kill me at any given moment.
"what have I ever done to you?" I asked her getting upset. she crosses her arms.
"It's not me you have done something to, but my friend." she tells me, I raise a eyebrow looking at her. what have I done to her friend? I don't know her, I don't do anything to 16 years old girls. she scowls seeming about to burst, and that is when the bomb exploded.
"I knew you where an asshole! I hate it when Lydia is right!" I was about to ask who Lydia was when she cut me off "you used her! and now she knocked up! with your child!" she yells. I freeze looking at her with a scared expression.
"Wait what?"
"How do you plan on telling him?" Hannah asked for the fifth time as we were heading down the hall. since my parents now know they have decided I will keep attending school because, and I am quoting, "education is the most important thing in the world". luckily for me, I don't have a bump yet so I still have time to adjust to the fact that people will talk.
"I don't know Hannah." I tell her in a non-caring tone. she has kept bugging me with that question since I told my parents. she sigh as we stop at our locker, they're beside each other.
"Well it's going to be tricky.. You can't just write him a letter or something like that. It would be weird." she starts babbling again, I just roll my eyes and grab the books I need for the next class.
"But I do have an idea!" she tells me excitingly, I eye her with a bored look.
"Do tell" I sigh. she snort at my non existing excitement.
"Thanks for the support of the idea." I sigh "But you know I'm working for the school magazine right?" I nod. "Well I'm going to meet Avenged Sevenfold and interview them for the magazine, and I thought, well you can go with me as like... a secretary or something, and you can tell Zacky it!" she exclaim smiling widely at her idea. I don't say a thing, thinking about it.
"When is this?" I ask her.
"Next week." I gulp, I'm not ready yet to tell him, I have no idea what to say at all. I might turn his world up side down, or I will get hurt when he laughs at me, telling me he wants to take no part of the baby's life.
"I can't.." I tell her sighing.
"Why not?! it's a brilliant plan!" she exclaim, I can hear the anger in her voice. I just shrug and start to walk faster.
"Oh don't you give me that Lydia! tell me!" I sigh and stop up then explain her it, being careful that no one listens to our conversation.
"That's absurd! why wouldn't he want to take part of its life?" she ask me as if Zacky had already told me that.
"It's only possible he will do that. I mean look at the fact Hannah. I'm a 16 years old girl who is pregnant with his child. he's 27 years old. if it's something it's illegal!" I tell her. she sigh nodding and we start walking again.
"So you won't go?" she asks me, I sigh shaking my head.
"No."
I am not the ghost you are to me.
Zacky's Point Of View.
I am sitting together with the rest of the gang waiting for a teenager from some school magazine, who is going to interview us. my thoughts are still on the woman I met at the concert, that small petite soul. I sigh loudly dreaming of her when the door opens up and in walks a blond haired young girl. we all stood up and shook her hand. I felt that she was glaring at me as she shook my hand but shook it off, I don't know this girl.
she started asking some questions, we all answered them with interest. I still felt she was being cold towards me. I sigh as she wraps it up and thanks us.
"Do you have a problem with me?" I asked her as she came to shake my hand again. She blinks a couple of times then sigh.
"yes I actually do." the guys looked us in total awe. she glared at me, her brown eyes ready to kill me at any given moment.
"what have I ever done to you?" I asked her getting upset. she crosses her arms.
"It's not me you have done something to, but my friend." she tells me, I raise a eyebrow looking at her. what have I done to her friend? I don't know her, I don't do anything to 16 years old girls. she scowls seeming about to burst, and that is when the bomb exploded.
"I knew you where an asshole! I hate it when Lydia is right!" I was about to ask who Lydia was when she cut me off "you used her! and now she knocked up! with your child!" she yells. I freeze looking at her with a scared expression.
"Wait what?"
9/18/13