Status: Finito :)
I Need My Daddy to Love Me.
Two Weeks Later
"Lizzie? Is everything alright?"
"Oh my god..."
"Liz, come out. Please? I'm worried."
"Holy shit... oh my god, jesus, FUCK!"
"Lizzie!? Ok, sariously, let me in now, you're freakin' me out! Unlock the door, please!"
"I-I..."
"Don't make me break into there, Lizzie, that's my god damn bathroom and my mom'll be pissed if I have to smash it down. Now, let me in!"
"Fuck sake, Sean! THERE!"
"Calm down! What's wrong, is everything ok?"
"No. No, Sean everything is not FUCKING OK!"
"Jesus Christ, Lizzie! Calm down! Take a deep breath, look..."
"I KNOW HOW TO TAKE A DEEP BREATH!"
"Shit! Alright! Look... just tell me what's wrong."
"I c-ca..."
"Lizzie, look at me. Hey, hey, look at me, look. It's okay, alright? No, look at me! It's fine, just tell me please... you're really freakin' me out."
"Here."
"The fuck is this?"
"It's a pregnancy test, what does it look like?"
"Uhh, why did you take a pregnancy test and why are you so upset about it?"
"Because I've been feeling weird for the past two weeks and you know why I'm fucking upset!"
"What does green mean?"
"It means the night you raped me you got me knocked up."
"I didn't fucking rape you, Liz..."
"I never wanted to have sex! I told you over and over that I didn't want it, but you still forced me into it! Making me feel guilty for being a shitty girlfriend and now I'm FUCKING pregnant!"
"I-I gave you the choice..."
"I don't give a shit about that... Right now I just need to think about how to get this damn thing outta me."
"You're... you're gettin' rid of it?"
"Of course... you wanna keep it!?"
"I... shit. I can't do that, Liz..."
"Well, lucky for you, you don't have to do shit. This is my decision."
"Oh, so I don't get a say in this?"
"Why are you not curled up in a ball crying your eyes out? You're gonna be a damn father! You're seventeen!"
"I can't kill it!"
"Oh, and you think it's easy for me to say I'm getting it aborted? Fuck you!"
"Holy shit, Liz! Calm down!"
"DON'T TELL ME TO FUCKING CALM DOWN!"
"Liz, please..."
"Please what?"
"Just think about this..."
"I have thought about it."
"For like ten minutes!"
"That doesn't matter. I'm not having this thing."
"It's not a thing, Lizzie, it's a human being."
"I know..."
"Look. I know you're only sixteen... and I know this is really scary. But you cannot murder this baby..."
"Murder!? Stop trying to guilt-trip me into keeping it!"
"Well what would you call it?"
"Humane, maybe!?"
"Humane? You're telling me that you think killing a baby is humane?"
"It's no a baby yet, Sean..."
"Yet. It's growing into one. We have no right to kill it..."
"Sean, stop it because you're stopping me from wanting to kill it!"
"Good! Because we can't!"
"I can't give birth... ok? I'm not ready! I'm sixteen!"
"I know it's hard... But we can't kill it."
"This isn't happening. If I kept this thing... I-I'd have to tell my dad, my sister, my friends. Fuck they're gonna think I'm a skank..."
"Who cares what other people think?"
"Uhh, I do? I don't know, Sean."
"Come on, you can do this."
"Sean..."
"Hey. I'm here for you, ok? I'm not goin' anywhere. I'm gonna help you through this, ok?"
"I don't--"
"Lizzie. I love you."
"Fuck..."
"You ok? We gonna do this?"
"I don't know..."
"Lizzie."
"Yeah?"
"We got this."
"We have?"
"Yeah. So... we gonna do this?"
"Fine."
"Ok, you're very brave, well done. That's what I love about you..."
"Sean, we need help..."
"I know we do. My... my parents wouldn't help, I know that for a fact... would your Dad be alright?"
"I think so. He's usually really supportive, and he always says he'd love me no matter what. I just hope he's right..."
"Ok. I'm sure he'll be fine. Just understand that it's gonna be a bit of a shock for him, alright?"
"I know..."
"Well... the sooner the better. Come on."
"Wait, what? Where are we goin'?"
"Lizzie... we gotta tell your Dad."
"Oh my god..."
"Liz, come out. Please? I'm worried."
"Holy shit... oh my god, jesus, FUCK!"
"Lizzie!? Ok, sariously, let me in now, you're freakin' me out! Unlock the door, please!"
"I-I..."
"Don't make me break into there, Lizzie, that's my god damn bathroom and my mom'll be pissed if I have to smash it down. Now, let me in!"
"Fuck sake, Sean! THERE!"
"Calm down! What's wrong, is everything ok?"
"No. No, Sean everything is not FUCKING OK!"
"Jesus Christ, Lizzie! Calm down! Take a deep breath, look..."
"I KNOW HOW TO TAKE A DEEP BREATH!"
"Shit! Alright! Look... just tell me what's wrong."
"I c-ca..."
"Lizzie, look at me. Hey, hey, look at me, look. It's okay, alright? No, look at me! It's fine, just tell me please... you're really freakin' me out."
"Here."
"The fuck is this?"
"It's a pregnancy test, what does it look like?"
"Uhh, why did you take a pregnancy test and why are you so upset about it?"
"Because I've been feeling weird for the past two weeks and you know why I'm fucking upset!"
"What does green mean?"
"It means the night you raped me you got me knocked up."
"I didn't fucking rape you, Liz..."
"I never wanted to have sex! I told you over and over that I didn't want it, but you still forced me into it! Making me feel guilty for being a shitty girlfriend and now I'm FUCKING pregnant!"
"I-I gave you the choice..."
"I don't give a shit about that... Right now I just need to think about how to get this damn thing outta me."
"You're... you're gettin' rid of it?"
"Of course... you wanna keep it!?"
"I... shit. I can't do that, Liz..."
"Well, lucky for you, you don't have to do shit. This is my decision."
"Oh, so I don't get a say in this?"
"Why are you not curled up in a ball crying your eyes out? You're gonna be a damn father! You're seventeen!"
"I can't kill it!"
"Oh, and you think it's easy for me to say I'm getting it aborted? Fuck you!"
"Holy shit, Liz! Calm down!"
"DON'T TELL ME TO FUCKING CALM DOWN!"
"Liz, please..."
"Please what?"
"Just think about this..."
"I have thought about it."
"For like ten minutes!"
"That doesn't matter. I'm not having this thing."
"It's not a thing, Lizzie, it's a human being."
"I know..."
"Look. I know you're only sixteen... and I know this is really scary. But you cannot murder this baby..."
"Murder!? Stop trying to guilt-trip me into keeping it!"
"Well what would you call it?"
"Humane, maybe!?"
"Humane? You're telling me that you think killing a baby is humane?"
"It's no a baby yet, Sean..."
"Yet. It's growing into one. We have no right to kill it..."
"Sean, stop it because you're stopping me from wanting to kill it!"
"Good! Because we can't!"
"I can't give birth... ok? I'm not ready! I'm sixteen!"
"I know it's hard... But we can't kill it."
"This isn't happening. If I kept this thing... I-I'd have to tell my dad, my sister, my friends. Fuck they're gonna think I'm a skank..."
"Who cares what other people think?"
"Uhh, I do? I don't know, Sean."
"Come on, you can do this."
"Sean..."
"Hey. I'm here for you, ok? I'm not goin' anywhere. I'm gonna help you through this, ok?"
"I don't--"
"Lizzie. I love you."
"Fuck..."
"You ok? We gonna do this?"
"I don't know..."
"Lizzie."
"Yeah?"
"We got this."
"We have?"
"Yeah. So... we gonna do this?"
"Fine."
"Ok, you're very brave, well done. That's what I love about you..."
"Sean, we need help..."
"I know we do. My... my parents wouldn't help, I know that for a fact... would your Dad be alright?"
"I think so. He's usually really supportive, and he always says he'd love me no matter what. I just hope he's right..."
"Ok. I'm sure he'll be fine. Just understand that it's gonna be a bit of a shock for him, alright?"
"I know..."
"Well... the sooner the better. Come on."
"Wait, what? Where are we goin'?"
"Lizzie... we gotta tell your Dad."
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THE END ;)