It had been about three weeks since Kellan and Chloe found out they were going to be parents. Things hadn’t gotten any easier for them though. If anything things probably had gotten worse. She seemed like she did want anything to do with him and he honestly didn’t blame her. He was down right awful before and you can’t just expect things to be all hunky dory.
He had been putting more time into work, actually working this time, so he could give her the space she needed. But with her prior drug abuse history he was honestly very worried about leaving her alone for too long. So he’d call her every couple of hours but she hadn’t been answering his class lately so he knew that he needed to make a stop by. He told his father he was steeping out for lunch before quickly heading home.
When he opened the door though his blood began to boil. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He calls out, slamming the door behind him. “She’s fucking pregnant! Get the fuck out before I call the fucking cops.” The drug dealer tried to put up a fight but eventually leaves. “I cannot believe you right now. You tell me you’re going to keep the baby yet you go around doing this shit.” He grabs whatever she had just gotten from her dealer and chucks it in the trash. “Do I have to hire someone to be with you at all times? Treat you like some fucking criminal?”











