You're An Innconsiderate Jerk End Of Story

I sat down on the couch cradling my expanding stomach.
"So I was thinking we can see Johnny today."
"Well I'm seeing Evie."
"Well we've seen Evie multiple times."
"Yeah but she's in worse condition."
"Johnny is in intensive care."
"Johnny just got beat up by Socs. Not only Evie got beat up by Socs but she got ran over by an SUV by a Soc."
"Of course Sandy we will do whatever you like just like every single damn thing."
Steve walked in.
"Wow guys relax."
"I'm sorry I'm just under a shit load of stress right now."
"YOU'RE UNDER STRESS?! I'm 5 and a half months pregnant with YOUR baby."
"Sandy Soda has been working a lot lately..."
"Sandy I work my ass off for our baby!"
"At a freaking gas station!"
"More then what you're doing."
"You try being pregnant. Swollen ankles puking your guts out every morning, serious weight gain."
"Oh that's just so hard."
"You try being me right now."
"How hard is it to be a low class skank?!"
I clentched my fists trying not to cry.
"And you still haven't told your god damned parents yet. Darry knows so why can't they?"
"Darrys not your fucking parent! If my parents found out they will kick me out."
"I've been kicked out if you forgot."
"oh poor you. You could've went out have sex and get another girl pregnant!"
I balance my self on the couch struggling to get up.
"Where are you going?"
"Away from you."
"Sandy Soda is your boyfriend."
"Not anymore."
Soda's mouth dropped. He took my hand and I jerked away from him.
"But it's our baby."
I walked away towards the door.
"Don't even think about being involved in our daughters life right now."
"I'm her father!"
"I don't give a fuck! You don't seem to care."
I walked out the door then I opened it again.
"Go to hell."
I proudly walked out. I got in my car and broke down I broke up with the guy I love, my baby's father. I can't help but feel I made a huge mistake. I bit my lip he's a jerk that doesn't care about me or the baby. So screw him.