Pregnant At Seventeen Of Triplets

John's Point a view

I sat in my dorm room thinking about the events of the last week. I knew that I had once again screwed up with Amelia. When I had left the first time, I was hurt and upset. I thought that she had cheated on me.

But looking back now all I felt was a shame. She should have left me, not the other way around. I had even hunted down that Jett kid and asked him what the hell had happened.

When I had realized that it was her I was dancing with at the night club I was ecstatic that I was there in the same room as her.

I had a chance to make things right. But I had been drinking, and like always all I thought about was how to hurt I was when I thought that she had slept with that jerk.

I used her to get rid of all that built-up anger, but when that girl, I am guessing one of her friends, had thrown a drink at me it was a serious wake-up call.

The next morning when I saw sober again I felt like shit, and it was not from the massive hangover. I had tried to find her the next day and the day after that, but I had come up with nothing. Seeing her with my friends at our favorite bar had shocked the hell out of me.

I was excited and nervous. I wanted to tell her that it had all been a mistake; I wanted to tell her that I still loved her. Then she was introduced as Justin‟s girlfriend. It made me furious; not at her, never at her. I had told Justin all about Amelia, and he had to have realized that it was the same girl.

He knew that I had been looking for her and all that time he was dating her, even maybe sleeping with her. I could tell that Justin knew that he was in deep shit with me. That‟s how their fighting started, I was so angry. I was betrayed by one of my best friends.

I knew that it didn't help things that Amelia then had to bail us both out of Jail; I knew that she didn't have much money and from what I was told she paid bail for both of us. It gave me some hope that things were going to be ok with us. It had hurt to see my kids. They remembered me and they were so excited to see me.

I wanted to pick them all up and kiss them and hug them but I knew that with Amelia in the mood that she was in that it would be risky. I never wanted to leave them in the first place. I thought that I would only be gone for a little while.

But things came up and I stayed away. I did not want them to be unhappy again and I was scared that I was the reason that they were. I wasn't going to hurt them anymore. I tried to call her the next day, and the next day and the day after that. I realized that she was screening her calls and that she didn't want to talk to me anymore.

I could‟t help but wonder if Justin was at the house. Right now I was sitting in my dorm room, thinking about everything that has happened and how I can fix it. But nothing is coming to mind, that will make Amelia talk to me.

My phone started ringing and it pulled me out of my thoughts. "Hello?" I asked "Hi, um, is this John?" came a female voice "Yeah, who is this?" "Hi, it‟s Sophia. You might not remember me. I am Amelia‟s best friend + babysitter"

"Yeah, you were the girl at the station" "Yeah that‟s me. Look, I don‟t want to disrupt you or whatever, but um, is Amelia there by any chance?" she asked nervously. "Amelia, won‟t return any of my calls, why would she be here?" I asked worriedly "Shit, um, okay.

Thanks, John." "Hey wait! Is something wrong? Is she okay?" I asked "She would kill me if she knew that I was talking to you, but I think I need help," she said shakily "Tell me what‟s going on.

I can help"

"Okay, well Amelia and I had a…little disagreement yesterday about midday and she was upset so she went out. But she hasn't come home."