~A little Angel~
Leave me alone. I wont talk to you. When's Brad getting home? I'll tell him when he gets here. I wont tell you, leave me alone.
Brad? You're home…what? …oh. They sent me home from school…well, not exactly sick, you see, they thought I was, but…well…Well, I…I'm pregnant. Ugh, how could this happen—It's a biological process, do I have to explain it to you?!? Of course it's yours, you idiot!!! How dare you say something like that! You think I'm any happier about this than you are? I don't care if you're sorry…what…? …I heard what you said…what are you talking about? …no. I said no. I wont. …you can't make me…Brad, this is my child you're talking about—our child. A living thing! Ok, in terms you might better understand: it's expensive, we can't just throw it away. I know it's a big responsibility…I don't care… no! I don't want some stranger bringing up my child…! no, I will not calm down! How could—I told you, I don't care! Don't tell me I don't know what I'm talking about! If either of us knows more about this it has to be me, since I'm the one actually going through it! stop, no…don't say you're sorry. I don't want to hear it. don't "angel" me you little…mmm…
Leave me alone. I wont talk to you. When's Brad getting home? I'll tell him when he gets here. I wont tell you, leave me alone.
Brad? You're home…what? …oh. They sent me home from school…well, not exactly sick, you see, they thought I was, but…well…Well, I…I'm pregnant. Ugh, how could this happen—It's a biological process, do I have to explain it to you?!? Of course it's yours, you idiot!!! How dare you say something like that! You think I'm any happier about this than you are? I don't care if you're sorry…what…? …I heard what you said…what are you talking about? …no. I said no. I wont. …you can't make me…Brad, this is my child you're talking about—our child. A living thing! Ok, in terms you might better understand: it's expensive, we can't just throw it away. I know it's a big responsibility…I don't care… no! I don't want some stranger bringing up my child…! no, I will not calm down! How could—I told you, I don't care! Don't tell me I don't know what I'm talking about! If either of us knows more about this it has to be me, since I'm the one actually going through it! stop, no…don't say you're sorry. I don't want to hear it. don't "angel" me you little…mmm…