"Every thing is alright in the end. If it's not alright, it's probably not the end."

1: What If?

    Three months, three long, hard, cold months. Three months Nicole hasn't been here. Three months, to a just to the changes. Three stupid months, I had to prepair myslef.

    I had tears forming in my eyes, as I looked down at the pregnance test. I was pregnant. 18 years old... and pregnant. I never thought this would happen, but it did. It was my problem and I had to deal with it. Abortion, I think not. Put it up for adoption... maybe, but it's my responsibility. I know exactuly who the dad was, Hayden. After that fight we had, the day I was going to die, we talked it out. We were just friends now. No strings atached. I was so scared. I was not fit to be a mother. Not now, not here. I'm at a loss for words. I am so overwhelmed. What if he leaves. What it he doesn't want it. We were stupid back then... to think nothing would happen. I'm stupid for going along with it, and not trying to stop it. 

    My heart has broken into a thousand pieces. I walked around the apartment, staring at the pink plus sign. Why, out of all things, did this happen to me?