Papa Don't Preach, I'm Keeping My Baby

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Ring. Ring. Ring.

"Hello?" My dad's voice said, cheerfully. My chest tightened, knowing I'd be the one to make him unhappy after our conversation. I'm going to tell him.

"Um...er... h-h-hey D-dad." I stumbled over my words, nervously. "I need you to come home early."

"Why? Is something wrong, baby are you okay?" He asked, frantically. I smiled, uneasily.

"No, daddy. I'm fine." I heard him sigh with relief. "I need to talk to you about something serious, though."

"Okay, but the soonest I can get home is 10 o' clock." I glanced at the clock. It was 9, which meant one hour.

"Okay, I love you so much. Bye." With that I hung up the phone, sighing. This was going to be very hard on both of us.
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I know it's really short, and I'm sorry! I'll be making longer updates, but I must leave.