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“I just found out that you’re pregnant during double fucking maths, Molloy. How else am I supposed to react?”
“I don’t know how Paul found out,” she cried, shaking her head. “Kev must have told him.”
“Kev?” My eyes bulged. “Kev. Fucking Kev?”
Her eyes widened in horror. “Joe.”
“Your brother knows?” I shook my head. “I don’t believe this.”
“Stop shouting at me, asshole.”
“I’m not shouting at you,” I shouted, throwing my hands up. “I’m having a panic attack.”
“Then calm down, Joey.”
“I am calm. This is about the calmest a fella can get when he discovers that he’s the last to find out that his girlfriend is having his baby,” I practically roared.
“I’m sorry, okay. I was trying to protect you,” she shouted back hoarsely. “That’s all I was trying to do.”
“That wasn’t your call to make,” I shot back, trembling. “I had a right to know what was going on.”
“Yeah, well, I thought that I was doing the right thing,” she bit out stubbornly. “Besides, it’s my body this is happening to.”
“It’s my baby,” I countered doggedly, and then reeled when I registered what I’d just said. “Oh Jesus,” I wheezed, feeling my heart constrict so tight, I thought I might be having a heart attack. “It’s my baby.” Pressing a hand to my chest, I heaved out a breath and tried to get the gasps under control. “Oh fuck.”
“I’m so sorry, Joe.” Throwing her hands up, Molloy spun on her heel and bolted away from me. “Please don’t hate me.”
I knew that I needed to go after her, but I couldn’t get my feet to cooperate. Managing to make it two steps in the direction she went, I collapsed in a heap on my ass, completely fucking reeling.
Pregnant.
She was pregnant.
With a baby.
With my baby.
Get the fuck up and take care of her.
Stop thinking about yourself, you fucking pussy.
Don’t even think about pretending that you don’t care.
It’s yours and you care.
She’s yours and you care.
It does matter and you do care.
PART 5
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Black Sheep of the Family
AOIFE
“Mam!” I screamed, throwing the front door open and barreling into my house on Thursday afternoon. How I had managed to drive home from school without crashing, I could only put down to my desperation to get to safety. To get to my mother. “Mam!”
