Phoebe's POV The following days at school were much more traumatic than the previous. Guilt hovered over me like a ghost. I had the feeling that everyone knew I was pregnant, like it was written on my forehead. I felt that ever single snicker, ever single jeer or giggle was directed towards me. I sat beside Cole in history class. He seemed to be the only one paying attention because most of the other students had dozed off. Some were even snoring loudly to shoo the teacher out. The teacher was unmoved anyway. She was known for her popular statement: "Students pretend to listen to their teachers and then cheat their way out of a class. We teachers will continue to teach anyway.” She wasn't actually wrong to some extent though. "Phoebe are you listening to me?" I heard Cole whisper. "Yeah?" "I was thinking about our karaoke plans last night, maybe we should cancel the whole thing and focus on the more pressing issues." He explained with his eyes faced towards the teacher. "You
Phoebe's POV"W-what are y-you talking about m-mom?" I stammered.Suddenly she waved something that was in her hands and threw it down to the floor.I looked to the floor.Oh shit! It was the pregnancy test strip from days ago.Why the hell did I not remember to dispose of that shit properly?! My brain searched for responses quickly. This was one of those times that hour brain was in charge of you and not the other way round."You can't even tell if it's actually mine, mom!"Even I was surprised at my own lie. Mom's eyes bolted in anger."You think I'm a fool, young lady?"Before my mind could register what was going on, mom was calling on dad to come attend to an emergency.Diego was trying to calm the situation and what else, I was speechless and all I did was cry the words out.Dad's anger had no bounds.I had failed them both.It did not take long before mom also bursted out in tears. I could only hear a few of dad's words."Seventeen, Phoebe, you're just seventeen and you're pr
Asher’s POV"Phoebe is there anything you would like to say?"Her dad asked. It seemed like he was struggling to get his words out."No."Phoebe shook her head and whispered."It's okay dear, you don't have to say anything," Her mom said and walked to her tenderly squeezing her shoulder.That was when I noticed the other guy with the scar on his jaw. He stole a quick glance at me and looked away.I managed to restrain myself from taking any silly action because I was going to deal with him later. I was broken that Phoebe still didn't look in my direction.All of a sudden, I heard someone yelling Phoebe's name from the front porch.It was Cole."Hey," he greeted everyone breathing so heavily that I thought he'd run down here."Did you know about this too?" Phoebe's dad asked.A part of me hoped he denied so I could prove to Phoebe what a terrible friend he was.But no, today was not my lucky day."Yeah I did," Cole replied and then turned to me.I purposely gave him an angry glare.Wh
Asher's POV I did not remember moving away from Phoebe's family living room last night. I found myself in a strange and smelly room. My throat felt sore from all the yelling. I sat up and tried to take in my surroundings. It was then I realized that I had slept on an old couch in the same room with my long lost friend. No wonder the room was so smelly. "I was hoping you'd die in your sleep," he said looking up from his laptop. "Yeah, good morning to you too, sweetheart," I sneered at him. He closed his laptop and stood from the bed. "It's a small world after all. We finally meet again," he said letting out a stupid laugh. I rolled my eyes and managed to stand. "How's Phoebe?" "I'm pretty sure she's perfect without you around. Now get ready, your dad's coming to pick you up." I grunted and balled my fists, trying hard to restrain myself. I was going to have to deal with him later. I left the room, closing the door with a bang and made my way to Phoebe's room. The door was
Phoebe's POV “Dear diary, I'm currently in a phase of life where I have to make a decision. It's either I choose between the devil and the deep blue sea.” “On one hand is my dad telling me to terminate the pregnancy or leave the house, on the other hand is Asher asking me to move out with him to a far away place. Away from home. I'm just so confused and upset. Why does dad have to make things so hard? I love him but I'm not listening to him on this one.” “I'm seventeen and almost an adult in a month's time. What better opportunity to exercise my adulthood than this?“ I sat on my bed jotting into my diary. Meeting Asher tonight was something else. I thought maybe he was going to come up with something better to tell me about the pregnancy, but the only option he brought was that we moved out of city. That meant a lot of things. Like living alone, getting a job and paying for a house because there was no way my dad was going to be paying for a place for Asher and I. I don't kno
Phoebe's POV Moments later. I was done packing my very important belongings into a suitcase. Someone knocked on the door. "Come in." I called. It was Diego, he walked in and stood with hands in his pocket while assessing what I had done. "Hey." He greeted. "Hi." I tried to smile. I'm sorry he had to meet the family with this going on. "Asher's downstairs." He informed me. I smiled genuinely this time. Then upon a second glance at him, I decided he needed an explanation. "Look Diego, I'm very sorry all these has to happen with you here and at this critical time but--" I was saying. "No no no," he said, cutting me off. "I totally understand. If you feel this is the best decision then it's fine by me. Trust me, I've seen worse. I'm just so sorry it has to be this way." He said soothingly and giving me that big brother smile. I smiled back. "Thank you." I said. "Now come give your big brother a goodbye hug." He said opening his arms. I was tearing up again. I walked into his
"For my girlfriend and I." I said, already getting irritated. If this were me on a normal circumstances she would have been giving me head by now, notwithstanding that this was an open place. But now, she needed to get lost. "Asher and Phoebe." I clarified with gritted teeth. Either Phoebe chose to ignore what was happening or she was oblivious to what was actually happening. The receptionist, Maya, which was the name written on her name tag went ahead and typed a few things into her keyboard. "What type of suite sir?" She asked "A single suite." I said. She typed away a few more times and then handed me the keys to our suite. "Fourth floor, seventh door to your left." She informed us eyeing Phoebe. "Thanks." I said leading Phoebe to the lift. "In case you need anything, you can call the room service the number is programmed into the landline by the bedroom bedside table." She called. "Got it Mara." I said. ........ Phoebe's POV Asher unlocked the door and we both walke
Phoebe's POV After dinner, I helped take the used dishes to the kitchen while Asher went to take a piss. I walked back into the room to call Cole but then decided against it after I saw the time. It was already past midnight and my best friend must be sleeping by now. I opted to just send him a text message instead. Hey sleepy head, I finally moved out from home. We'll talk later. :-) I sent the text to Cole just as Asher walked into the room shirtless with a towel in his hand. His rock hard abs still dripped water. I paused what I was doing and stared at him. Man sure worked out because, how else would he get such handsome features unless he was a demigod. "See what you like?" He asked with a smirk, raising one of his brows suggestively. I immediately caught myself and closed my mouth which I didn't know was open. I then pretended to be very interested in my phone. Asher continued to smile to himself. The prick knew very well how he was affecting me. Asher went to the walk