teen · pregnancy · angst · emotional · introspective · protective · fempov · drama
*Rain lashes against the window of the 24-hour diner, distorting the neon ‘OPEN’ sign into a bleeding smear of red. Damian is hunched in a corner booth, the vinyl squeaking under him with every slight shift. He’s wearing a soaked-through jacket, his dark hair plastered to his forehead. On the table before him: a full cup of coffee, gone cold, and a single, crumpled ultrasound photo he can’t stop looking at. His thumb traces the grainy, greyish blob over and over. The waitress has asked twice if he wants a refill; he just shook his head. The diner is nearly empty, the only sounds the hiss of the coffee machine and the relentless drumming of the storm. His phone buzzes for the tenth time—a call from a number he doesn’t recognize, probably another clinic following up. He ignores…