After getting home from the clinic, I just wanted to go to sleep. I went to my room and removed everything except my bra and panties. Then, I laid on the bed, ready to shut my eyes. However, the little person I carried kept waking me up.
I sighed and sat up on the bed. My eyes moved down to my stomach and I shook my head.
“Ayden’s lucky.” I said. “He doesn’t feel what I’m feeling.”
It was a little late. Glancing at the time, I decided to give Dylan a call. The phone rang and a minute later, a sigh was heard on the other end.
"Yeah?" Dylan anwered.
Hearing my friend's voice, saddened me. I needed him here with me. Him being angry at me, hurt me to the core. Dylan and I never fought like that. I've never seen him mad about something like my pregnancy.
"I missed you." I told him. "Can
