It was soon 7 am; I got up and headed back to Stefan’s. Stefan had gone to work, yeah just what I thought, he didn’t care, and he didn’t try calling, or texting or finding me. He doesn’t give a shit about me or the baby. I suppose it’s now time to go and beg for full time hours and go and beg my ex-landlord for my old flat back. I got showered and changed. I had 5 minutes before I needed to set off to work. I left Stefan a note I’m sorry, but I can’t bring up this child with out you, so it’s going up for adoption. X I sighed, and left. It was the truth though; I had no chance without him. He probably hates me. I got to work and went to my manager, I explained my whole situation to him, and he said I could work 9 to 5 Monday to Saturday. I actually felt like crying with joy. Work was soon over and I headed over to my ex landlords house. He let me in and explained everything to him and his wife, they agreed to give me my old flat back since I paid my rent every week and all that shit. They gave me the keys and I headed over. I unlocked my flat door, the same old rotten sock smell it always had. I charged my phone up. All my stuff was at Stefan’s, shit. I got up and headed to his. I knocked on the door, he was about to slam the door in my face “can I please just get my things” I begged. “Fine” he sighed. I grabbed my shit and left. I lobbed his key at him.
I got back, I had 5 missed calls Emma, so I rung her back. “What?” i asked. “Where are you?” she asked. “My flat” “I’m coming over” she soon came round. “Well it’s over” I said. It truly was over, he wanted nothing to do with me, all I really wanted to do was go back to university.