Adam sat there in total shock.
"Your…what?"
"I'm pregnant…"
Adam sat on his old beaten up couch with his mouth open, he couldn't believe it. Adam stood in front of him, wearing an old beaten up jacket. Her hair was getting longer now. Seeing her again after all this time still haven't sunken in. This had to be a joke.
"It's yours Adam…I know."
Adam simply shook his head, he had slept with in total eleven girls since he turned seventeen. In all that time he hadn't gotten one pregnant yet, he had always been smart.
"It can't be…"
"I'm almost four months now…if you need proof."
"Yeah I need proof, Jesus Amanda what the hell?"
Amanda gave him a cold stare and reached into her messenger bag which hung over her shoulder.
"Here…I went to the doctor's yesterday, what's your blood type."
Adam stared at the paperwork at first not understanding it, reading the fine print the looked up at Amanda finally and shook his head.
"It isn't possible, I used a condom."
"Well they don't always work, and second of all that other time after you had that nightmare you didn't use one since you couldn't wait."
Adam thought back and remembered, how could he had been so stupid.
"It can't be…"
He handed her the papers back.
"Well it is."
"Then why come to me now…why wait so long."
"Cause I needed to be sure…"
"Sure, sure of what…that some poor guy you screwed for one night and left knocked you up?"
"Adam, it isn't like that…I didn't have a choice…"
"Please, your worst then any guy I'm friends with…just have a good night for yourself and never call again right Amanda, that's how you work?"
"What did you think was going to happen, it was one night!"
"Yeah…one night for you to mess up and come crawling back, did you ever think for one second that I didn't care, that I was all right with never hearing from you again?"
"I told you, I had a lot going on…it wasn't as if I did this by myself!"
"No, but it was your choice, just come back when things get rough, what the hell do you think I'm going to do huh?"
"Take responsibly for your actions…"
"You mean our actions."
"Adam, I'm so sorry about what happened…but both of us have been though so much, and I just needed to let you know."
"What do you need money?"
"No!"
"Then what?"
"I need you to know what's going on here…"
"Your not thinking about keeping it are you?"
Amanda looked shocked.
"You think I would get an abortion?"
Adam shook his head, his entire body was heating up from being so angry. He never wanted to slap someone so hard in his entire life.
"Well yeah, I sure as hell don't want a kid…I never wanted one."
"Adam, how could you say that…this is your child!"
"No, it's yours…It wasn't my fault and I'm not going to have you use me like so many other men do…no Amanda this is your problem and your going to fix it."
"So just kill our baby, that's it?"
"I'll pay for the abortion, hell I'll even take you there myself…but I am not nor ready to even think about kids right now, I don't even like them…or you at this point."
Amanda was now on the verge of tears.
"You bastard!"
Adam stood up, getting right in her face.
"You can mess up your life if you want Amanda…I no longer care what you do, just don't drag me into it…I've had enough."
Amanda then shoved him with all her might.
"I should of let you rot!"
With that she turned around and ran out of his apartment, slamming the door.
Adam stood there alone for a minute and then covered his mouth with his hand and began sobbing.