tell me i'm your national anthem

"Don’t worry about Ruby. And I already spoke to your boyfriend. Hell I took a hit from him too." He stayed quiet for a few minutes. "So what are you going to do? Put our baby up for adoption?" 

Adrian gently grabs her hands to make her stop packing, “You shouldn’t leave. I dont want you to leave. You can’t leave me. I don’t want this freedom. That’s my child too Lyla and I want to raise that child.”

He walked closer to look at her, “Were you planning on leaving without telling me?” He asked sternly, curious as to why she was leaving.

Adrian was heading back to his room when he noticed Lyla’s door was cracked open a bit. He walked over and knocked a bit before letting himself in. He spotted her packing a bag and raised a brow, “Where are you going?”

Lyla sat against her bed on the floor, folding clothes and putting them into a bag. She held her father's ring in her hand, sighing softly before she put it on and continued packing.

Because I know if I freak out that it will only freak you out more, and I don’t want that.

You might surprise yourself. I think a lot of people think that until they actually have one.

[sighs and grabs the vitamins from the counter] Here this ones are the ones you need— I read about them in a magazine about being pregnant. Um— I’m sorry, I can’t do this. If you ever need anything my offer is still available. See you around Lyla.