Personal Narrative: My Baby

Briana, walked out of the room and Justin has pulled up the chair that Liam had sat in. Britney, I am so sorry. I realized how much I have hurt you. I don’t know if you can ever forgive me but I want to try. You have asked me several times to be honest and I only told you part of the truth. I want to start now being completely honest with you? He stared at me. I sat up placing my back against the head board. How long has she been pregnant? I stared at him. His eyes grew wide and his month opened. How long has she been pregnant? I asked again. I am not sure but I know that she is at least 6 months. How did you know she was pregnant? I went to my doctor’s appointment and the nurse said. “congrats, I sure it’s fun for you and your best friend to be pregnant at the same time.” I smiled it off and she told me she was about three months ahead …show more content…
I looked at him and a tear fell from his eye. Is that my baby Britney? No, but crystal baby is. But I am sure you know that by now. I went back after looking at the security camera and calculated the days and you probably got her pregnant in our house while I was upstairs. I said while shaking my head. I’m sorry Britney, I was. I don’t want to hear your excuses Justin, just the facts. What about when you went to Vegas, did you take Crystal? Yes, he replied. New York, Yes, he said again. And to California, Yes, he said now with his head on the bed. Smack, I slapped him and began punching him before he really knew what had happened. You son of a bitch! You had me looking stupid this whole time! He stood up to block the punches and I started to kick him. Yelling, get out! Get out! But purposefully not allowing him to move from the between the wall and the chair that I now have in between. I kicked him in the stomach and in the thigh before he was able to grab one leg. Ouch, I yelled at the top of my lungs then balled up in the fetal position and grabbed my stomach. Briana , came rushing in the room. Justin