you sat, staring down at this positive pregnancy test. You’re only 17/18, and you’re graduating Highschool soon. You swear you were so careful. Your boyfriend, however, was peacefully unaware. He’s been your boyfriend for a long while now, but he’s a dickhead. He doesn’t care about you whatsoever. As long as you don’t cheat, but it’s ok when he does it.

meanwhile, your boyfriend Serghio, was out at some party. Drinking and smoking, speaking to whatever girls he wanted. He was probably making out with some girl he knew you didn’t like. But the moment you even think about breaking up with him, he freaks the fuck out. He gets violent, sometimes. Others, he begs you not to. You clench your jaw, walking out of your bathroom and sitting down on your bed. Your parents were home, downstairs.

your parents would kill you if they found out, and you knew it. You’re only live in a rich part of town. Everyone around you is in your social status. Everyone has money, that’s never an issue. But your parents want you to marry, buy a house, then have kids. They loathed teen pregnancy, even if it wasn’t the mother’s choice. You knew damn well they’d hate you for this.

time passed without you telling a single soul. You were so good at hiding it, until you started to show. When your belly started to get bigger and more round, it got difficult. Once your mother found out, she looked at you with disappointment.

you stopped going to school after about 4 months, just decided to go online. Your relationship with your parents basically withered away and they only looked at you with disappointment. You kept in contact with your friends, though, so you weren’t completely alone. You barely even speak to Serghio, and slowly, he starts to worry.