"You're fucking asshole," I yelled to Jason who was seated on his king sized bed in complete silence.
He didn't even dare to look at me. He knew I was angered by what he just said.
"This is all your fault! Have you never heard of birth control pills. Every girl on campus does use it," he yelled at me.
I took a deep breath in and out, trying to calm myself.
How was I to know that every girl on campus is on the pill. My first year as a freshman, I decided to put my whole in my studies, sex was something that never crossed my mind. Not until I met him, Jason Bauer.
Am kind of the biggest nerd at school, Iam the bullies favorite target. I get picked on, called names for wearing baggy clothes, T shirts that are two times bigger than me and big harry potter glasses but this is not the real me.
Am the daughter of the famous Alexander Miller, CEO and director of the Miller Corp and super model Kathlyn Miller. I know this sounds fancy. My mom was was ranked in the top 100 most beautiful women in the country.
Her long bouncy hair that touched her waistline, her striking baby blue eyes, her caramel skin, her sexy waistline. My mom was a goddess. Every woman envied her. I guess I not only took her looks but also the part of being envied by so many.
The thing is my parents are overprotective of me.
When I was in highschool I used to walk around school with three bodyguards. They used to walk with me to each and every place, the only place I was free to be alone were the washrooms.
In my highschool felt like my life was not in my own hands. Fake friends who loved me because of my rich parents,the attention my parents fame brought to me. I hated it all. So I worked on a plan to change it at college. I convinced my dad that disguising myself as a nerd, baggy cheap clothes no one would ever find out that am his gorgeous daughter.
I always wore hoods to hide my beautiful hair, wore lenses to hide my eye colour. Baggy clothes to hide my curvy figure. Back in highschool my big boobs drew alot of attention to me, so I had to take extra care to cover them up.
My mom was okay with the idea of disguising myself as a nerd, she thought it was safe but my dad was not happy with the idea of his baby girl living on her own. He wanted me to get a lecture at home but gosh am a big girl now, so he had to chill.
When Jason Bauer aka the school's "sharp gun" school quarterback, the hottest boy at school asked me to be his girlfriend in the auditorium infront of the millions of elite high students, every one thought he was crazy.
I thought so myself, why would hotness fall for nerdiness. Anyone would be stupid to believe that. I thought this was a total prank the guys were playing
on me but after numerous days of Jason persuing me, I found myself falling for him.
Who am I kidding the boy's striking chocolate eyes that made me think he could see right through my soul. His gorgeous dirty blonde hair that I would run my fingers through all day.
His pink so kissable lips. He was practically a younger version of Chris pine.
"So what do we do Jay?" I asked him.
"What do you think we should do? Is that even a question. You are going to abort that thing that is growing inside you. Am so young, I can't become a teen dad, I hate kids," he yelled hoping off the couch has he began to pace back and forth.
I raised my eyebrows confused. "This is our baby, we can't..."
"Shut the fuck up," he spat looking me straight in the eyes.
"You going for abortion. I don't care if you die doing it. Just take out that thing."
I began to hyperventilate as a huge panic attack was coming over me, I couldn't breathe.
Closing my eyes I could picture myself getting fat, pregnant. Alone all by myself.
"I thought I meant something to you?" I began, he opened his mouth to speak but once again spoke not allowing him to talk.
"You said you loved me. I believed you, I even lost my virginity to you. You said you would do anything for me. Isn't this the time for you to prove it."
He pushed me against the wall and held both my hands behind my head to keep me from moving.
"Just look at yourself Ms Chunkier Wunkie. Those big ugly glasses, cheap T shirts you wear. You are practically a female version of Chunk Sherman of American pie. Who would fall for that. You disgust me. Just looking at you makes me want to puke."
His words cut deeper than a knife, I felt like I had just been stabbed in the heart. How could he be so cruel to me. I gave him the most delicate part of me, my poor heart, how could he toss it in the trash like it's nothing.
He grabbed my hand, forced me to walk out of his private hostel and shoved me right into his waiting BMW.
"Take her to the hospital" he yelled at the driver.
"Mr. Bauer is something wrong?" his driver asked with concern.
"I told you to take her to the hospital. Don't fuckin ask me questions. You ain't my father."
He turned to me with the same angry look on his face, tossed his credit card in my lap and then slammed the door close.
Tears flowed uncontrollably from my eyes, I felt like a fool for having lost myself in his sweet little lies. I believed him, gave him my everything even when I knew he didn't deserve it. How could he be so cruel, so heartless, so selfish.
I placed my hand on my belly. As much as I didn't want to kill my child, I had nothing to do. I couldn't raise a baby on my own, not even when his father wants nothing to do with him.
"Am sorry baby." I whispered to myself as I watched the driver start the car.