Chapter Five: The Argument
"You're kidding."
John's facial expression was blank. I inhaled once "No." and exhaled. He shut his eyes attempting to take this all in. He sighed "How could this have happened?"
"I don't know." I muttered. "I guess we should have just used the protection we should of in the first place."
"But weren't we being careful?" John asked confused.
"Obviously not careful enough."
"We should just get you an abortion." John said.
"No John." I said firmly. "You know how I feel about killing things; especially unborn children. I mean, think about the about the amount of lives that have been taken away by abortion. Those young souls could grow up to be ones that fund cures to AIDS or cures to cancer. Ones that could invent things that could make our lives incredible! They could do things that we weren't able to do growing up."
"So what are you saying? Our kid's gonna grow up to be a super hero or somethin'?" John joked.
I sneered at him and huffed a quick and frustrated breath. "You know, I'm glad you find this so funny. You're talking about killing off our child and all you can do is joke!" I exclaimed. "Perfect. Just fucking perfect."
I was getting so pissed off. I couldn't believe he was acting this way!
"You're talking about killing off our careers!" John's voice rose. He was getting just as angry as I was. "If you go along with this then how're we going to keep up with our jobs? Huh Amy? TELL ME."
"We could bring the baby with us. Then send it off to our parents like every other month." I said.
John shook his head. "It would never work. My folks wouldn't able to take care of another child. They've already raised two; they're tired and can't do it anymore."
I looked at my feet and sighed. "I can't believe how completely frustrated you're being. (I looked to his face) We have been together two almost three years. And yet, you're not even willing to do this with me."
"Amy, I am not ready to be a father." John said.
"What happened to always sticking by my side? Remember that certain promise we made to always be together forever; no matter what we faced?"
"I guess nothing lasts forever now does it?" John said. His eyes had iced over.
"What're you saying?" I asked keeping direct eye contact.
"I'm saying… maybe it's time we break up."