Chanceball Chapter 60: Growing And Learning

You broke down again, sobbing with pain and confusion but above all- guilt. You knew the doctor had said the baby wouldn’t have survived anyway but the fact that you got hit left you wondering if maybe he had lied to you so that you wouldn’t feel like you were to blame for the loss of your baby.

“Honey, did you know?!” Your mum asked in a shakey voice, reaching out to take your hand in hers.

“Yes and no.” You sobbed, “I thought I might have been pregnant so I did a test but I thought it came up negative. But when Dabi came to the game he told me it was positive.” You wiped your eyes with the back of your hand.

“Where is he.” Your dad asked darkly.

“Dad, don’t.” You sobbed.

“Where’s Dabi?” He said louder.

“Don’t. Please.” You begged.

“Honey. Not now, this is not the time.” Your mum berated him.

He angrily pushed off the hospital bed rail and stormed out of the door leaving you and your mum to talk.

“Mum, I’m so sorry, I was stupid and I didn’t think things through and I’m just so so sorry.” You rambled in a distraught voice. “I won’t let this happen again.” You added, having had the biggest wake up call of all time.

“You are 18 now.” You mum said with tears in her eyes, “you need to start taking the right precautions if you’re going to be sleeping with Dabi.”

“Muuuuum.” You wailed, covering your face with your hands, “this is such an embarrassing conversation.”

“Yes, but it’s necessary, obviously.” Your mum said sternly. “I’m going to talk to the doctors about the pill.”

“I can do it.” You said quickly.

“You had better follow through.” Your mum cautioned.

“I will, I promise, I have a lot of regrets. I’m not going to do anything stupid again.” You promised.

Your mum nodded.

“I’m going to go and talk to your father, we’ll go home so he can cool off and we’ll be back to see you tomorrow.” She said as she leaned across the bedside and wrapped an arm around you.

“I’m so sorry.” You said in a quivering, broken  voice.

“You’re ok. And that’s good enough for me.” Your mum said softly, kissing you gently on the cheek before leaning back and patting your hand. “Rest up.”

“Thank you.” You whispered softly, watching as she left. “Dad is thoroughly pissed.” You thought with a grimace as you reached for your phone, intending your text Dabi.

You hesitated as you opened your phone and looked down at it.

“What if he doesn’t want to hear from me at the moment?” You thought sadly, feeling very alone all of a sudden.

You let your hand, with phone in it, fall to the bed and you looked to your left out the hospital window, letting out a troubled sigh.

………………………….

Dabi caught the bus home, silently fuming to himself about your carelessness. He desperately wanted to be a dad. To prove himself worthy. To prove that he could be a better father than his own father; and his chance had come but was snatched away from him in the blink of an eye.

“Stupid. Stupid girl.” He yelled internally, gritting his teeth as he stared out the bus window, “how could she have been so fucking blasé about it?”

He thought back to the conversations you had had with him, how he had always been the one pushing and you kinda just went along with it.

“She wanted a kid too though, didn’t she? If she didn’t, she should have taken the pill.” He thought with annoyance, then another voice interjected, “yeah, but you shouldn’t have put it in without a condom, ya dipshit.”

He sighed aggressively and hung his head, pressing his forehead into the back of the seat in front as he stared at his shoes.

“I’m not completely free of the blame either.” He thought angrily.

That night after a lot of calming down he texted you to find out how you were doing.

“I’m so sorry, Dabi. I’m so stupid, please forgive me. This won’t happen again, this is a heavy mistake to learn from.” You sent.

“Listen I’m not completely free of the blame either.” He replied, “we should have talked about this better. It’s a big decision and we just acted like it was a Macdonalds order.”

You smiled as you read his message. Dabi alway had an uncanny way of making you smile.

“I’m smarter now.” You sent, “I learn from my mistakes.”

“Wait… are we on the same page?” He texted.

“Huh?” You replied, “what do you mean?”

“You’re not gonna say you’re giving up sex are you?” He asked.

You smirked deviously as you tapped out your reply to him.

“Yeah. I’m changing schools to a nunnery. I’m taking up the vow of celibacy.” You sent sarcastically.

“Well, looks like I’m going to commit a kidnapping then.” He sent back, making you smile again.

“You coming to see me tomorrow?” You asked.

“Yeah, baby, of course.” He sent back and your heart melted.

“I love you.” You texted.

“Thanks……. I’m kidding, love you too.”

“You’re an ass.”

“Nuns aren’t allowed to swear.” He replied.

You snorted with amusement and texted your goodbyes then put your phone down, body feeling heavy from the drugs they had pumped into you.

…………………………

The next day Dabi arrived to see you… at the same time your parents showed up, and your dad saw him walking down the hallway before Dabi spotted him.

“Dabi!” Your dad yelled down the hall, making the lithe teen stop dead in his tracks.

“Hun, not now.” Your Mum begged, trying to hold your dad back as he started marching purposefully down the hallway.

Dabi stood his ground, turquoise eyes watching your dad get closer. Once he was in strike range Dabi spoke.

“If you’ve never done anything wrong in your life, hit me.” He dared lowly.

Your dad faltered in his step and slowed.

“Hit me. If you’re perfect, hit me. If you have no regrets in life, hit me.” Dabi said in a purposeful voice. “If you hit me you’re a hypocrite because no one is perfect.” He added.

Your dad seethed, balling his fist up by his side as the two testosterone filled males continued their stare off.

“I know I’m not perfect.” Dabi said. “And I want to apologize on behalf of myself and Y/N.”

“Don’t talk about Y/N.” Your dad seethed.

“Oh I’ll talk about her, because one day she will be my wife whether you like it or not. So if you don’t want to know me now, then don’t bet on seeing the grandkids later.” Dabi dared.

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