Pregnant At Seventeen Of Triplets

I want to experience things before I am left with three kids to look after and I never wanted that in the first place. It is a good thing that I am leaving now before anything serious happened. We would never work, ever. You will get over me in time, and you will be happy with whoever you chose in life. It wouldn't be me. By Amelia. Be happy.

John. XXX I dropped the letter to the ground and fell, tears falling hard. Silent tears turned to sobs, sobs turned to uncontrollable, heart wrenching, heart-breaking sobbing. I couldn't stop. My heart was shattered, my c.h.e.s.t ached. All I could think of was that John was gone. John was gone.

John was gone for good. John didn't love me. And it was too late for me. I already loved him too much. He wanted to marry me. But he didn't love me. I felt my mom sit on the floor with me, her arms wrapped around me, letting me cry, telling me that it would be ok. It would not be ok. How could he leave?

Had I done something? didn't he realize that I loved him? I said it all the time, how couldn't he believe me? He should have stayed. We could have fixed it all… I just wanted to love him to be with him… If it had not been for the triplets I would have stayed in my room for the next week, watching romance movies, reading explicit romance novels with happy endings that made me cry, and eating rubbish.

But, being a mom made me realize that I couldn't do that. I got up every day and went through the normal routine of things. I got the kids ready, got myself ready, went out every couple of days and lived my life in a bubble. I had not heard from John in over six months, not that I was expecting too, or Olivia. Even though Olivia and I had been best friends, the family was more important than friends, so I understood why I had not seen her.

***

"Amelia? What are you up to?" I looked up from my laptop and saw my mom leaning on the door frame staring at me with a curious expression. I turned my laptop around and showed her the site I was on. She looked surprised at first, then happy.

"You are going to Medical School?" I smiled at her. "Yeah, I thought that it might be time to go back to school. I have already filled out the application."

"Well, I think that it is a great idea. Let me know what I can do to help, ok?" I nodded and she left. I had decided that it was time to move on. The triplets had grown up a little, they were two and a half now, so it made it a bit easier to get on with all the things I sacrificed to have them.

***

Three weeks later, I am at Medical School. I got a special scholarship that landed me with a small apartment with all expenses paid. I had a job so that I could pay for a baby sitter while I was at classes. Her name was Sophia.