This is just the beginning.

I guess the baby in my womb is what's going to be left of me.
I'm scared, you know? I don't know how I'm going to handle this. I wish my mom was here but, she passed away ever since I was a child....My dad wouldn't give a shit about me, so yeah...Why should I care about him? I told him about his soon to be his grandchild and he was like: you're just a little bitch, fuck off.

So here I am, living in an apartment with Josh, my ex but he's also my best friend. Yeah, he was the guy I used to be so obsessed with. But no more.
His "fiance" is living with us too, they both share the same room, and I'm in the guest room, which is cool.