Warning: Sensitive content to people who have a kitten with unwanted pregnancy.
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Everything could have been avoided, everything we did could have been avoided, but we were two skinny young people and that made us do things without thinking. I will forever blame myself for falling in love with him, but every time he smiles at me, every time he takes care of me, he takes me on dates and makes me feel unique. I fall in love more and more.
I won't be able to forget about him anytime soon, even if I go to Amsterdam, he will always take over my thoughts, he will always be the guy who made me feel loved, even if it wasn't truly.
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Olivier paced, Kay's letter in hand.
"I wish I had the courage to say this in person, but I couldn't bear to see your sad look being to blame for this. I want to finish what we have, we can't try from a distance and we're cousins, they would never accept. I hope you're happy, i love you and i hope one day i can find you
Ps: I'm moving to Santa Catarina, I passed the entrance exam to attend college there, don't look for me, please"
His eyes were full of tears, his lips trembled and his chest ached with every word written there.
How could he be such a coward? Even after what they lived through, he at least had the courage to finish this in person. Everything was collapsing in his mind, the pain of reading it, the pain of seeing love slip from his hands, it was unbearable and she didn't want to feel it right now. She just wanted to be loved by someone.
"Why did you have to do this? she asked feeling an immense pain in her chest.
The letter had already crashed to the ground and her eyes were starting to sting with frequent tears.
At that moment she just lay down on her bed and hugged her pillow, letting the tears take over everything, she needed to let the pain out somehow and crying was the best option at the moment.
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There were hours crying, until falling asleep from exhaustion and headache, when it was about 20:00 at night the girl woke up with her best friend nudging her.
"What the fuck is this letter?" she asked reading the paper for the fifth time.
"He asked my mother to give it to me," she said almost without a voice, still half-drowsy.
The disappointment in Isabela's eyes was clear, she never thought Kay could be so cowardly as to do that with Olivier, who always proved to be fragile in relation to her feelings.
"Is this kid thinking he's who?" she asked rhetorically, crumpling the paper in her hands. "He won't hurt you any more than that and if he does, he can be sure he won't have more dick."
"Don't need that, I don't want to talk about him anymore and that damn letter, please," she asked, getting up from bed, going to the bathroom in her room.
— I will respect his decision, but if I see him in front of me, nothing will stop me from doing what I want.
Olivier just nodded and looked at herself in the mirror, she was exhausted and wanting to throw up.
Her head felt heavy and she felt like she was going to fall at any moment, so she sat down on the bathroom floor and closed her eyes, feeling an overwhelming urge to cry again.
"Are you feeling okay?" — Isabela went to her friend, trying to open her eyes — You're fucking hot, all that's left is that son of a bitch has made you sick.
"I feel my head heavy, like I'm going to pass out.
"I'm going to call your mother and it's no use saying you don't have to."
Isabela left the room and went after the girl's mother, who felt her eyes closing more and more, until the moment her life went completely dark and she didn't feel anything anymore.
- AUNT, SHE HAPPENED - Isabela screamed desperately and ran to her friend, feeling her totally drained and without strength.
The girl's mother just ran to her and touched the girl's face, feeling an unusual heat.
"Help me put her in the bathtub, she has a fever," she said, taking off the girl's shirt, seeing that she was wet from something in the region of her breasts.
- It must be sweat - Isabela said helping to put her friend in the bathtub, then turning on the shower in the cold.
- No, this is breast milk and I know exactly why she is like this - she said, running her hand through her hair and going to her room, which was opposite her daughter's.
Isabela almost couldn't believe it when she saw what she had in her hands, it was a drugstore pregnancy test
— When she wakes up she will need to do this, because by the milk she is already over a month old.
"But who is the father?"
- I know very well who the father, do they really think I'm silly enough not to realize they had something? - She laughed without humor - Once she came back late and I saw them kissing before she came in, I didn't do anything because it wasn't wrong and they loved each other, they still love each other in fact.
"Did you know about her and Kay?"
"I always knew, since the time they went to the party and came back totally different.
"They really looked good." As soon as Isabela had finished speaking, Olivier's voice was heard.
"I passed out, didn't I?" She ran a hand through her wet hair and her face, which was already less hot.
— Yes, now dry yourself and put on some light clothes, you are going to take this pregnancy test and I think you understand why — the girl's mother said and left the test on the sink.
"Yeah, I'll do it."
"If it's positive we'll go to the doctor, I need to make sure of that and don't think I don't know who the father is.
Olivier said nothing, just got up and wrapped his body in the towel, getting out of the bathtub with Isabela's help.
"Sorry," he whispered and her mother spoke interrupting her.
- Don't apologize, it was irresponsible, but the choice to have the child will be completely yours.
- Thanks.
The woman just nodded and left the bathroom, leaving the two girls there.
Olivier dried her body, put on a nightgown and fixed her hair, taking the test in her hands soon after.
- Breathe friend, regardless of the result I'll be by your side and your mother too.
Olivier just sighed and looked at the test.
Now or never.
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He waited the five minutes after taking the test and then walked out of the bathroom, handing it to his mother.
- Which gave?
— It's daughter, you're pregnant...