Prompt suggested by @pinkmorgan2921

Jasmine's POV

"I can't do this anymore Jas," Anthony yelled. I collapsed on the couch, begging myself not to cry. He sat down next to me.

"You know I don't want to upset you." A tear slipped out. "But all we do is argue and argue and argue."

I attempted to choke out a response but nothing would come up.

"We're both too busy to be together. One of us is always out of town and when we're both here, we can't agree on anything. You are always nagging me about something." My head snapped in his direction.

"What about you!" I exclaimed. "You're drunk half the time." He stared at me in disbelief.

"I may have gone drinking once or twice," He began. A tear slid down his face.

"It was more than the occasional drink," I spat. I knew I was only hurting the situation more, but I couldn't help myself. "How do you think I felt. I wouldn't hear from you for days because you were drunk or hung over or something. You always had an excuse."

"I'm done Jas!" Anthony screamed, shooting up from his seat, "Just done."

I slowly stood up. I strolled over to him, somehow retaining my sobs and only letting a few silent tears through. I grabbed his hand. He looked down at me with a confused expression. I moved his hand, palm facing upward. His brows furrowed.

I slipped his engagement off of my finger and pressed it into his hand before stepping away from him. 

He stared down at it for a second, then back up at me. I held his gaze, hoping that I appeared composed.

I was falling apart inside. My whole world was falling apart.

"I love you Jas," Anthony said, "But I can't anymore." He spun around and walked briskly from our apartment, slamming the door behind him.

I finally allowed myself to crumble. Sobs racked my body as I collapsed onto the couch. I placed on hand on my stomach. Perfect timing.

My hand trembled as I reached for my phone on the coffee table.

"Ren?" I managed to choke out.

"We'll be right there."

I set the phone back down and swung my legs onto the couch next to me. I slowly brought my knees to my chest and cried. I was still in that position when Pippa and Renée arrived.

"Honey what's wrong?!" Renée asked. She gently lifted my head and sat on the couch, resting my head on her lap. She began to lovingly stroke my hair. Pippa knelt down next to us.

It took another ten minutes before I could manage to string words together and form a coherent sentence.

"We broke up," I stated, pulling a pillow Pippa had handed me into a crushing hug.

"Honey," Renée cooed. She leaned down placed a kiss on my forehead.

"It'll be ok," Pippa added, "It'll hurt for a while, but it will get better."

"There's more. Look in the trash can in the bathroom," I said, tears prickling my eyes yet again. Pippa stood up and strolled over to the bathroom. She emerged with the test in her hands.

She walked over to us, a shocked expression on her face. She showed the test to Renée, and I heard a small gasp above me.

"Yep," I sobbed, "I'm pregnant."

It's literally 2 am what am I doing.

I don't really have time to look over this right now. Sorry.

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~Kate

Word Count - 532 (not including a/n)

February 24, 2019