"If you're not in this, then I won't trouble you. I can take care of myself and my baby, as you go do your things. I won't mind. I don't need a selfish, immature, heartless man to be the father of my child. I never want to see such a face, like yours again," you said with such ice in your voice that each word that came out. It struck him in the heart. He's been so selfish that he hasn't thought of you. Your feelings and what you've been going through.

You stood up from your chair, as you placed a hand on the chair handle and behind your back. 9 months pregnant and your stomach was huge, making it look like you were going to burst. When you stood up completely, and walked away from him, as you grabbed your ringing phone on the table. Kris watched, as you walked to grab your phone. He immediately stood up and held you by the wrist to make you look at him, but you struggled out of his grip.

"Leave me alone," you shouted at him, but he didn't listen.

"Kira, I'm so-" but you cut him off. "How many times do I have to believe your selfless lies? You don't know how much I hate you! You don't know how much I want to run away from you. You hurt me so much that I want to smack you in the face. You don't know how much it hurts me to know that I suffer through this alone when you're out hanging with your friends and making out with other girls. I don't need you in my life!"

You then felt pain in your lower abdomen, as you held onto the side of the table and pushed Kris away. Your breathing was uneven, as you felt water trinkle down your leg. Kris's eyes widened when he went to your side, but you tried pushing him away.

"I'll take you to the hospital. Our baby is coming."