Chapter 102：Cindy Ferguson

{Cindy's POV}

Four months ago

"Maxine, what the fuck? How can you be pregnant? I obviously did not cum inside of you, so who did!?" I questioned my so-called girlfriend.

We have been dating for three years and today a month before our fourth anniversary, she tells me she's pregnant.

"Look, Cindy, I'm sorry okay!" she started.

I cut her off and asked, "Is saying sorry going to reverse your pregnancy?"

I was furious! My blood was boiling and my heart was aching. I wanted to understand her, but over the recent months, while I've been out working, she kept partying and sometimes wouldn't come home and now she tells me that she is pregnant.

How am I supposed to feel?

I tried calming down but my tears began to fall and I felt so disgusted towards her. I loved Maxine with all my heart and I'd do anything for her but this feeling of disgust mixed with betrayal was intoxicating.

I feel helpless, my girlfriend is refusing to tell me how she fell pregnant and when she did.

At first, I did not want to make her angry and tell her that she is gaining weight, so I stayed quiet, but now, another month has passed and her skinny body is showing me that she's expecting someone's child.

I looked at Maxine and she doesn't even seem bothered, nor is she making much effort to answer any of my questions. She's just sitting there on the couch with her arms folded and legs crossed as if she is the one doing the interrogation.

"Maxine answer me please, are we not partners?" I asked with a croaked and pleading voice, it isn't easy keeping my tears back and speaking.

She looked at me with a glare and frowned - a bitter chuckle left my mouth. Typical Maxine, stubborn as usual.

Standing in front of her right now was useless and I don't know why I am doing it. I looked at her once more and stared into her eyes.

I felt like throwing myself on the bed and hugging a pillow, but before I did, I remembered that we shared this bed together and I felt nauseous at the thought.

I opened my dressing cupboard and took out a jacket to wear and sneakers. I left our bedroom and walked to the lounge where I left Maxine.

She was no longer sitting on the couch, she was in the kitchen digging inside the fridge.

I left the house after taking the spare key and I jogged over to the next street to the park near our house.

It was seven pm and the sky was still lit up with light. I sat on a swing and looked up at the clouds passing by - seconds later, I started to cry.

Now I have no one, but me, myself and I.