Just an intro to a story I am interested in writing. Please review if you would like me to continue with the story.
Should I tell him? What if he doesn't like me as much as he says, and he gives up on me? I thought to myself, contemplating whether or not I should tell Ben that I'm pregnant.
He deserves to know. I'm going to tell him. But how?
Suddenly my ringing cellphone interrupted my thoughts.
Picking up my phone, I looked at the ID and sighed.
"Hi, Ben." I answered flatly. When will he stop calling twenty times a day?
"I'm just going to cut right to the chase, Amy." He said, his voice shaky. Nervous, as usual.
"What, Ben?" I sighed.
I heard him hesitating on the other end of our conversation.
"Amy, are you pregnant?" He finally asked, his voice dripping with regret.
I froze, my breathing and heart picked up pace.
"W-what?" I finally choked out after a few seconds. "Where'd d-did you hear that f-from."
"It doesn't matter where I heard it, Amy. Are you or not?" He sighed, irritation becoming noticeable.
I wiped a few tears from my cheek before answering.
"Yes." I whispered, tears forming again.
"Oh... that changes things. Sorry, Amy, but I can't do this. Bye." He said before hanging up in my ear.
"What?" I whispered too late.
I hung up and put my phone on the bedstand.
The tears started to spill over, but this time, I didn't stop them.