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Andy has been so unsure lately, he’s been very hesitant around me. I know he said it was ok, but I couldn't help but feel that he was angry.

...7 Weeks Into Pregnancy…

“Have you determined what you want to do yet?” Andy asked me and I closed my eyes.
“I...I… don’t know. It is still so early,” I spoke gently. I got bad headaches now and then, and it didn’t help with how pushy Andy has been.
“Well you kind of need to choose! I don’t know if I’m going to be able to raise a child yet!” Andy blurted out at me, and my eyes opened wide at him.
“Are you saying that you want me to get an abortion?! To just kill it off just like that?!” I yelled at him, feeling tears start to form in my eyes. I hated when he yelled at me. And I couldn’t believe he would want me to kill it.
“Y-You know what? Nevermind,” Andy put his hands up defenselessly before leaving me in the living room. I bit down on my lip hard to stop me from crying, and I think I could taste blood. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes again and wiping the single tear from my face. I wasn’t going to let him make me cry.

...3 Weeks Later…

I told Andy I didn’t want to give up the baby, so I had to go to the first ultra sound. And holy shit was I scared. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders, giving me a tight squeeze.
“(NAME)?’’ A nurse said and I looked up. She gave me a smile and I returned it, standing up with Andy. We followed her through a hallway and into a room where there was a bed and some other things. She told me to go on it and I did. I did whatever she told me to do.
“Well, it looks like everything is good and healthy,” The nurse said. Andy was staring at the monitor, looking at what the screen showed. I couldn’t read the expression on his face, but it didn’t look bad.
“That’s really good,” Andy spoke up and I looked up at him, and he gave me a confident looking smile.

We left the hospital after we were finished.
“Hey...look. I’m sorry about what I said...about the whole abortion ordeal. I...I actually don’t want you to get one anymore, unless you want to. But it is your choice, and I will be happy with what you choose.” Andy said as he held my hand. I looked over at him with shock at what he was saying, but I smiled.
“Thank you, Andy. It means a lot. And...And thought of something. I don’t want to kill the baby but I’m too young to raise it as my own...I’ve been thinking about...about adoption,” I said and Andy nodded.
“Whatever makes you happy is fine with me. It is purely your choice,” Andy said and I felt an unsure smile come to my lips.

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