Sweet Child O'Mine
Prologue
He shook his head "Your lying"
In her response to his anger and disbelief she looked down to the floor "Brian, I’m telling you the truth"
"It’s not mine then" he spat, glaring at her. He was denying the truth and he felt like it was his kid, but he made a mistake that night and no one could find out about it.
"Yes, it is yours"
"It was only one time and I’m probably not the only one you slept with that night. I’m with someone else and you know that, I was drunk and so were you; it meant nothing" he sounded cold-hearted. He was showing all signs of hate and nothing of compassion or understanding.
She stood up in an attempt to hold herself together "I’m not a fucking whore Brian and it is yours damn it"
"No its not, Isabelle! Leave me alone, I don’t want anything to do with you or your kid" he walked out the house, slamming the door behind him.
Feeling defeated she sat back down to her original place. She rubbed her stomach "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you and make sure that nothing will happen to you"
In her response to his anger and disbelief she looked down to the floor "Brian, I’m telling you the truth"
"It’s not mine then" he spat, glaring at her. He was denying the truth and he felt like it was his kid, but he made a mistake that night and no one could find out about it.
"Yes, it is yours"
"It was only one time and I’m probably not the only one you slept with that night. I’m with someone else and you know that, I was drunk and so were you; it meant nothing" he sounded cold-hearted. He was showing all signs of hate and nothing of compassion or understanding.
She stood up in an attempt to hold herself together "I’m not a fucking whore Brian and it is yours damn it"
"No its not, Isabelle! Leave me alone, I don’t want anything to do with you or your kid" he walked out the house, slamming the door behind him.
Feeling defeated she sat back down to her original place. She rubbed her stomach "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you and make sure that nothing will happen to you"