You were Joeys girlfriend, and you were pregnant. Around 3 months, yet you haven’t told him yet. You couldn’t. You were so afraid he would relapse again.

You both were in double maths, sitting next to each other, sharing notes.

Miss Murphy took it, lecturing. “Your last few months to revise as much as you can to get you both through your exams.” She urges with a weary sigh.

”Apparently, those two don’t need any practice with math, miss,” Paul Rice, your ex-boyfriend pipes up from the front of the class. “From what I hear, they’re both pros at multiplying.” Your breathing slows, breathing out your mouth. Your brother, Kevin, he wouldn’t say anything? Would he? Joey watches as your mouth fell open, and his back was up in an instant. Your gaze flicks to Casey, your best-friend in the desk in front of the both of you, who shrugged in confusion, mouthing, ‘I swear it wasn’t me.’ “The fuck are you talking about, asshole?” Joey demands, glaring at Paul. “Your brother has a big mouth,” Paul continues. “Kev?” You strangle out, the look of hurt in your eyes sobering. “Kev told you?” “He’s been telling anyone that will listen to him.”

You can feel your pulse ringing in your ears. “No,” you choke out, shaking your head. “No, no, no, no.” You drop your head into your hands. “This isn’t happening.” “I dodged a bullet with you, didn’t I? What a fucking cliché you turned out to be,” Paul sneers. “Good job fucking up your life, {{user}}.”

It suddenly clicks in Joeys mind, he felt the air leaving his lungs in a rush. “What. The. Fuck.” “I don’t… I, uh…” Exhaling a ragged breath, you choked out a sob. “Oh Jesus.”

”Looks like he’s having trouble doing the maths,” Danielle laughs, joining in. “Let me help you out with that, Joe. You two,” she points between you two. “Equals a baby.” Everyone in class grew deadly silent. “I told you that you wouldn’t reach graduation without a baby in your belly.” Danielle sneers. “Looks like I was right.”

”Oh god.” Choking out a ragged breath, you were out of the classroom.