Helloo fanfictioners! Here I am with a new story! (Yeah I know I haven't updated my other one! I'm getting a little bored of it and I just want it to be over already! Does that make me a bad person? ): ) But yeah, I got this idea on the bus home. (Where else do I get my ideas though seriously :L) Heres a little background info on our two main protagonists!
Kairi, she's like like any other teenager. But college and friends are her main focus' right now. She's not allowed boys in her life due to strict parents Yet that doesn't stop her. Kairi you little devil you! ;) She's not popular but not unpopular, just that bit in between. She's had two boyfriends in her teenage years who both cheated on her and left for someone 'better'. Since, she's just avoided boys altogether.
Now Sora. Ohhhh, Soraaa. He's our teenage heartbreaker. The crush we all had, who was just an all round asswipe once you go to know him. He's Mr Popularity. Deemed a Legend for the amount of girls he's nailed since he turned sixteen. Failing in college but couldn't give two shits about his future. All he cared about was his friends, the next girl he was gonna pounce on like a lion and parties with alcohol. Lots of it!
They both get invited to a house party where Kairi's bottled up emotions about guys explode out and Sora see's her as an easy target. With waaaaaay too much to drink and confidence soaring through the roof, the two teens experience the night of their lives. But actions have consequences.
This is my first 'first person' fic so forgive me if some of it doesn't make sence! I'm more comfortable when writing in 'third person'. Hey ho! Off we go! I hope you enjoy!
I don't own Kingdom Hearts, (I'd freaking love to!) I only own the plot and any future O.C's I may or may not add. Happy reading! :D
Kairi's POV:
"You're pregnant?!" screamed my best friend down the phone at me.
"Could you honestly scream any louder? I'm pretty sure the entire island knows now." I moaned.
"Sorry, but wow! When did you find this out?"
"About two hours ago. I was due on a week ago and was sick this morning. I had to leave a little earlier this morning to buy a test and ended up buying like three just to be sure. I had to hide them in my bag for the entire day and hide them up my shirt before I came home. I took all three tests and there you have it. Two little lines saying I'm in a delicate condition! It all adds up. The night at the party. It was 9 days ago. I was due on two days after that. But it just never came. I thought I was just being paranoid, but when I was sick this morning I had to know for sure."
"Is that why you were acting strange today?"
"Yeah, I just didn't wanna tell anyone until I knew for sure" I sighed twiddling with my long red locks whilst lying on my front on my puffy duvet cover.
"Who's the father?" she asked.
I shuddered at the question. I knew exactly who and I hated myself for being so stupid. Out of all the guys I've slept with and 'he' gets me pregnant. (Which is not many. Two or three now?) I'm freaking out. It was a stupid drunken fling at one of my friend's house parties, we both clearly drank too much and things went too far. He's not exactly 'father' material either. I mean the guys idea of fun is sitting in front of his Xbox with his moron friends or getting wasted at a friend's house or in the middle of a car park with said morons. I didn't even have a crush on this guy! It would have made sense if I did, but I didn't. I didn't like him one bit! Too far up his own ass for me. I was cursing myself. Yeah sure, the guy is hot. Everything about him is just...gah! Like butter wouldn't melt right? Just perfect in every way. Well...when I say every way, I don't exactly mean every way. He has his dickish ways. Like how he completely ignores me like I'm not even there, how he's the biggest dumbass going, yet all the girls love him for his looks and guys wanted to be him for his way with girls. He's one of these guys who gets praised for how many girls he manages to get into bed. Funny how if it were the other way round, the girl would be deemed a slut for the rest of her life. I seriously doubt he'd even remember the night at the party, what he did or who I am for that matter. Urgh! Why was I so stupid?! I'm no better than those sluttish girls who welcomed him warmly between their legs! Worse thing now is I have evidence hiding underneath my shirt. And pretty soon it's going to start showing.
"It's..." I stumbled.
I'm so scared. I have no idea what to do. I could tell him, and he could either buck his ideas up and support me, or he could laugh me out of the room.
Then again, I could get rid of it and pretend it never happened. My parent's wouldn't need to know, (cause if they did my father would announce world war three and my mother would break down.) Not to mention, my brother Axel would kill him. Considering he's part of his so called 'group'.
Why me! Why couldn't I have been the grown up in this! I'm in no position to have a baby! I'm in college! I have a dead end job working part time in a bar, occasionally performing on karaoke nights to get an extra bit of pay, not that much money, no place of my own. I'm seventeen years old and pregnant!
I could feel myself about to break down as my blue eyes watered up.
"Kairi?" my friend mumbled through the phone on hearing my quiet weeps.
"It's Sora's" I sniffled and a tear rolled down my cheek.
"...oh...my...g...the asshole Sora right?"
"Yeah. I'm screwed. My life is over! I'm not ready for this!" I cried to my friend, but not loud enough for my parents to hear downstairs.
"Kairi, calm down! Have you explored other options? Abortion? Adoption?"
"I don't know what I'm gonna do" I cried softly, wiping my eyes into my black hooded sweater. Sure of the fact my eyeliner and mascara had run and made me look like a zombie.
"Hey Kai, since tomorrow is Saturday, why don't we go shopping. Me, you, Olette and Xion. Nothing like a bit of retail therapy. Afterward we can go to Sprinkles ice cream parlour! What do you say? It would help you take your mind off of things"
"Nam, I'm not sure I'm feeling up to it. I'm gonna need a few days to grasp what's happening"
"Who says your friends can't help your through it? Besides, you have no choice in the matter. I'll see you bright and early tomorrow! Love ya!" and with that, my best friend had gone.
Don't get me wrong, I love that girl to pieces. But she really irritates me sometimes. That's just the person she is.
I smiled as I set my phone down onto my bedside draw and stood up onto my cold laminate flooring. I pulled my laptop out from under my bed and Googled similar situations wondering if I could relate to them. I didn't even know how far gone I was. Could have been a day, three days, more. I needed more info on this. As I scrolled through, it was amasing how many girls my age or younger beginning adulthood early. It scared me. Deciding I'd seen enough for one day, I shut my laptop not bothering to turn it off and placed it back underneath my bed. Walking over to my wardrobe I pulled out a pair of fluffy pink pyjama bottoms from the draws underneath and a vest top. I took off my leggings and wriggled into my pyjama bottoms. I took off my jumper and t-shirt and stared at my stomach in the mirror. Lightly trailing my fingers over the flesh. Hard to believe there was a little person growing in there. After thinking that, there was no way I could get rid of it. If I was gonna do adult things then I'd accept the consequences. I pulled on my vest top and grabbed my phone from the table beside my bed. I pulled up my top to reveal my belly and quickly took a photo. A thought flew across my mind as I tossed my phone onto my bed. How was I gonna break the news to my strict 'no boys allowed' parents? They didn't even know I was sexually active. I ran my fingers through my long red hair and sighed as I sat down at my dresser and began tugging a brush through my red knots and tying my hair back into a messy bun with my fringe still dangling over my forehead. I rubbed off all the spoilt make up and checked for pimples. I was gonna get them bad now. Same with cravings and aches I read about and learned about in sex education at school.
"Kairi! Dinners ready!" called a female voice from downstairs.
"Okay! Be right there!" What kind of a world would I be bringing a child into?
Sora Strife. The father to my unborn child. I did wonder what the future had in store for me.
I tried to make it longer but I just couldn't get anymore out! :L I'm gonna start chapter 2 straight away. :) Don't forget to leave me a review and tell me what you think! :D I'd also like to hear about what you'd like to see in this fic too! Peace!
-TwilightIsn'tLiterature.