Summer Nights

9: 'Awkward coffee shop dates...'

A:N I've decided to re-write Scarlett and Rocky's talk from in Autumn Showers, mostly because I have a different idea on how I want Rocky's character to be.

I let out a shaky breath before I bring my hot chocolate to my lips, I wince as I feel my stomach begin to gargle at the sweetness.

Please Jesus, I already feel sick with nerves, I really didn't want to add actual sick into the mix.

My heart sinks when I notice various text messages from Toby:

 I really don't get why you are ignoring me

It's not my fault that I don't agree with ur choices. I just thought that you where smarter than this. It's not fucking hard to learn how to use birth control.

Fine fucking keep ignoring me then.

If you aren't going to be mature enough to respond then fuck you and your shitty friendship.

Tears prickle the corner of my eyes as my trembling hand locks my phone and pushes it away from me.

I just don't understand why he's acting this way towards me, I would always support him, no matter the circumstances because I truly care and cherish him as a friend. It's safe to say the feelings I were rapidly developing, have stiffly gone mute.

Truthfully, I felt awful for ignoring him, but I physically couldn't handle the stress right now. As selfish as it sounds, I just want to surround myself with people who were encouraging and positive towards my situation.

'Sunshine?'

I feel my body freeze as I look up to meet a familiar pair of chocolate brown eyes, 'H-Hey.'

Rocky nods before he pulls out the chair sat across from me, 'If I'm being honest, I don't even know what to say.'

'T-That's okay, I-I didn't know what to say at first either. I think I just cried.'

'Trust me, I thought about doing that.'

My heart aches wildly, 'I-I'm really sorry, I promise you that I-I tried my best to prevent this from happening, I-I even brought my receipt from buying the morning after pill.'

His eyebrows knit together, 'I don't want to see a receipt.'

'A-Are you sure? I-I promise I took it.'

He sighs loudly, 'Yes, I'm sure.'

'W-What do you think we should do?'

'It's your body, therefore it's your choice. I'm not going to force you into doing anything.'

'B-But this doesn't just affect my life, it a-affects yours too.'

'I know that. But no matter what happens ultimately, it'll affect you more.'

I nod slowly as tears burn my eyes, 'I-I don't know what to do.'

'How long have you known?'

'U-Uh just over a week. P-Please don't be mad that I didn't tell you, I-I was just trying to wrap my head around everything.'

'Okay.'

I wince at his bluntness, 'A-Are you mad at me?'

'No.'

'T-Then why are you only giving me one-word responses?'

'Because I'm just trying to process everything.'

I bite down on my bottom lip, as guilt swirls around in my stomach, 'I-I know, I'm sorry.'

'Can you stop apologising?'