Prompt: "I will."
"Hello Owen, this is Brooke. I'm glad I got your voicemail because I really, really didn't want to talk to you. I just wanted you to know that I will not be treated like this. I never asked you to help me raise a child, or to even be anything but the guy I was dating. I didn't put any expectations on your or your independence. What I didn't expect is that you would be so much of a loser that you wouldn't even have the guts to break up with me to my face. It was bad enough when I thought you sent Chase to do it, but then I find out you didn't even send him. You were just going to, what? Never speak to me again. Pretend I didn't exist. Well, don't worry about that because now you no longer exist to me. I don't need someone who's going to treat me like less than the amazing and beautiful women that I am. So you can go take your passive aggressive dumping and go to hell."
Brooke hit the end button and tossed the cell phone onto the floor. She sunk down on the couch and cuddled the purple monkey.
Later that day she was going to get what she wanted….a baby to take care of. Then she would forget all about Owen.
Later today….just a few hours away.
But first, first she pulled the monkey to her face and cried.