He looks surprised for a minute and then he crosses his arms at his chest.
“I see we’re coming to the end of our show.”
“I—”
“Funny how you’re willing to backtrack so quickly when you know your lies aren’t going to go anywhere.”
“I’m not lying, Noah.”
“You are,” he says stubbornly, no emotion on his face…other than hate.
“I’m not lying.I dreaded your reaction, but not in a million years would I have guessed this is what it was going to be.I don’t know what you have to do to come to terms with the fact I’m carrying your child, but you need to leave and figure that out.”
“Ifyou are pregnant, I have nothing to do with it,” he says and I want to scream at him, I want to hit him over and over until he realizes what he’s doing.
“Are you really doing this?What about your promises?”I ask him, not willing to believe he’s pushing me away like this.“All that spiel about cherishing what I give you, was that just lies so you could get laid?”I ask him and I hear the tears in my voice.They’re warring with the anger.I just pray that I can keep them at bay.I don’t want to cry in front of him.
“We have no problems as long as you don’t give me lies,” he says.
“I’m not lying, Noah!I’m pregnant!I took a test yesterday!”
His eyes move over me, cold and detached.
He’s a stranger.
“If you’re pregnant, Rory.It’s not mine,” he says coldly.“Which means on top of being a liar you’re a cheating wh?—”
“Don’t!Do not finish that sentence, Noah.If you do we can’t come back from it.”
“We aren’t coming back from this, Rory.”
“What are you saying?”
“Exactly what I said.I cared for you.I gave you what I could.If that wasn’t enough, you should have just told me.You don’t make shit up and?—”
“I’m not making it up!”I scream.
“Rory—”
“I’m in front of you, looking for your support.I’m telling you that I’m pregnant.I’m telling you that it’s your child.I’mbeggingyou not to do this, Noah.”
“If you’re pregnant, it’s not mine,” he says again.
“Noah, we didn’t use a condom that one time.I didn’t think, I know I instigated the moment, but I didn’t think.I swear I didn’t.You just… the words you said, the moment and the things you made me feel… I didn’t think, I just wanted to be close to you.But remember?We didn’t use a condom.You didn’t stop me,” I whisper, knowing that sounds lame.It shouldn’t be all my fault that we didn’t use a condom.I… Shit, I don’t know what I’m thinking anymore.
“You had a great plan, Rory.Fuck me raw, get knocked up and have your hooks into me.Do I have it right?”he spews out, the hate so thick it’s laced in every word.
“Plan?I… Noah…”
“There’s just one little problem,” he says walking away.
My legs feel like they weigh a million pounds, but despite that I find myself moving—walking after him.I’m standing in the hall just as he makes it to my front door.I thought he was just going to leave, but he turns around to look at me, his hand on the doorknob.
“Noah…” I whisper, so quietly he probably doesn’t even hear the words.I feel like my world is crashing around me.
“If you’re pregnant, Rory.I know for a fact that it’s not mine.I was willing to try for you, willing to believe… in you.But, I’m not ever letting another woman fuck me over—ever again.”
“Noah…” I begin, my heart feeling like it stops and stutters with every other beat.