His Pregnant mate

Prologue : My name is Kenzi and I’m your average college student. I’m 22, I live in the dorms, study hard to keep up my 4.0 GPA and of course I go to the occasional party. In just a few weeks I'll have my bachelors in nursing. I can’t wait to start working and helping people. As soon as I graduate, I’ll be able to move in with my long-time boyfriend Steve. We met my first year of college at a frat party and have hit it off since then. I’m really hoping he will ask me to marry him once we move in together this summer. I can’t wait!!! But of course it had to be too good to be true and my world came crumbling down. Chapter 1: Kenzi: I’ve been feeling super tired lately, I don’t know if it’s just because I’ve been studying late each night for my finals or if it's something else. I can’t put my finger on it but I feel like something's off. I’m racking my brain trying to figure it out…Sh!t. No, no, no…it can’t be…it can’t be. I try remembering when my last period was…6 weeks. Sh!t. 6 weeks!!! We were being careful, I was on the pill. It can’t be. I’m freaking out, I need to get to the pharmacy ASAP. I have never been happier for the self-serve counter as I could feel my shame creep up on my face as I buy the pregnancy test. As soon as I get home I race to the toilet. Thank God my roommate was gone for the day, I didn't need any witnesses. My life was planned out. Finish school, move in with Steve, get married, buy a house and then, and only then, we were to have children. This has been the longest 2 minutes of my life. So many thoughts popping in and out of my brain. Would Steve be happy? We haven’t really talked about having kids. Was I going to be able to get a job? Who hires a pregnant chick? And if I don’t have a job will Steve be able to support us? He does have a good job. He graduated last year and now works in finance. Plus his family is very well off, maybe they could help? And sure enough, as I take a peek at the test I had left on the counter, 2 blue lines are visible. My life would never be the same. I make myself a bowl of ice cream, chocolate mint, my favorite. I might as well eat my emotions since I don’t know what to do with myself right now. I flip though the channels on TV and decide on the Bachelor. Nothing better to make me forget about my predicament than to watch plenty of drama on TV. I'm an hour into my TV show and I’m finally starting to feel better about the situation. I was almost done with school and was about to move into Steve’s place. We could do this. I always wanted to be a mom. Sure, this is not how I had envisioned things, but I could roll with the punches. I was a strong and smart woman and I could do this! Having finished my pep talk, I start googling ideas on how to announce the news to Steve. So many cute ideas popped up on my screen. I ended up deciding to go shopping for a pair of baby shoes after my exams tomorrow. I would wrap them up and surprise him at his place. We weren’t supposed to see each other till after my exams but I couldn’t wait for this weekend. I needed to let him know sooner rather than later. I woke up ready and fired up. I knew I was ready for my exams and I couldn’t wait to surprise Steve. As soon as classes were over, I rushed to the cute little baby store a block away and got some adorable little yellow crocheted baby slippers. They were so tiny and delicate with a little yellow ribbon around the top. Then I stopped home to wrap them up and get changed. Steve is always home late anyways so I figured I’d take the time and make sure I looked good. Steve hated it when I was in sweats. Plus I want to look good if this surprise news makes him decide to propose to me. Who knows right? I made it to his apartment by 7. I have a key so, as usual, I let myself in. To my surprise, I walked in on him and some chick making out, an open bottle of wine and 2 glasses on the kitchen island. I froze. WTF! I didn’t know what to do. It’s like my whole world just stopped turning, and that’s when he noticed me. His eyes got big as he let go of the bimbo in his arms. “What the fvck are you doing here? We aren’t supposed to see each other till Saturday” He yells at me I was too stunned to answer. What was I doing here? He seriously has the guts to ask that? What the hell was he doing making out with the blond bimbo if he was dating me? “Seriously Kenzi, what the fvck are you doing here? Get the fvck out! Can't you see I'm busy?” That’s when I started feeling overly hot, like a fire was burning inside of me. I threw the baby shoes in his face. I was so pissed. “What the fvck am I doing here? I came here to surprise you and announce that you are going to be a father. Congratufuckinglations! I can’t believe you would cheat on me and throw 3 years in the trash!” He starts laughing. Seriously? Does this seem like a joke to him? What the hell! “I’ve been fvcking Melanie for months. At least she isn’t stupid enough to get pregnant. Just go have an abortion. I don’t want kids. Then maybe I’ll take you back.” He has got to be kidding. As if I would ever want his sleazy hands on me ever again. “WE ARE OVER!” I yell at him. I turn around and as I grab the door handle, he replies “Good riddance B!tch. I never want to see you ever again! Make sure to get rid of that abomination!” I stormed off, tears flowing freely. I can’t believe I loved that guy. I was ready to get married for fvcking sakes! My world was definitely crumbling down around me. What was I going to do? Luckily for me the rest of the week was uneventful. I only left my room to attend my exams. I finally finished the last one today. Graduation was scheduled for next week but I can’t stay in this city for that long. I was so excited for graduation and now, I just wanted to skip it. Steve ruined my life! I might be a college graduate but I was also a soon to be homeless single mom. I had to man up (who made up that stupid saying anyways, should’ve been women up. God knows men only screw everything up). I gave myself another pep talk and decided to call my parents. They would know what to do. There's no way I am getting rid of my baby. I’m all for pro choice and I understand those who choose to go that route but it wasn’t for me. This baby might have some of Steve’s DNA but it was MY baby and they would be loved. I would never let them turn out like their dad (heck he doesn’t deserve to be called a dad, my child will never become anything like that sperm donor. YUP, Sperm donor. Much more fitting) “Hey sweetie, it’s been too long since you last called. How did your exams go? Are you excited to be graduating and starting at the hospital in the fall?” I had decided to take the summer off before hopefully starting work full time at a big hospital in the city. I had planned to visit my family who live a few hours away and enjoy the summer before moving on to my new life as a nurse. “Hey mom. Yeah, my exams went well. I’m sure I passed them all” “You mean you aced them, you always ace them” my dad chimes in. I can’t help but smile, even if they can’t see me. I love my parents, how could I not when they were this great. “Yeah dad, I aced them. Anyways, uhm…do you think it would be ok if I came home a few weeks early. I really miss home” “Of course sweetie, but what about graduation?” “I don’t feel like going mom” “Sweetie, are you ok? What’s going on? You were so excited to go up on that stage and get your diploma” “They can mail it to me mom, it’s not like I need to attend the ceremony to actually graduate” “Sweetie, you know you can tell us anything” my mom says and that’s when the waterworks started. I couldn’t stop myself as I start bawling “m...m...mom, I’m pregnant” I sob out “Sweetie, shouldn't that be happy news? Why are you crying? I’m sure you and Steve can make it work” “We aren’t together anymore" I hiccupped “He cheated on me and never wants to see me again. He wants me to get an abortion” I wail “Oh sweetie, why don’t you pack up your things and come home. We will figure everything out” my mom tells me My dad chimes in “You’re always welcome here pumpkin. Your room hasn’t been touched since you left, you know that. Like your mom said, we will figure everything out. Don't you worry your pretty little head. Do you need me to go kick his ass? You know I could” “DAD!” “Sweetie you know he’s kidding” “No I wasn’t darling. You know I could take him even if I’m twice his age.” My mom chuckles “Sweetie, why don’t you pack up and we will be waiting for you tomorrow night. I’ll make spaghetti for supper” “Thanks mom and dad. I love you” “We love you too sweetie” “Goodnight pumpkin. See you tomorrow” “Goodnight dad. Thanks again” I hung up feeling a little bit lighter. I would figure this out.