Why Did You Come Back? (One Direction)

Chapter 16

RECAP:

As I leave the store. Lisa calls for me. "Brooke, I hope its positive" she says. If only she knew. I run home. What the hell? There's 2 cars in the driveway. I put the box in my back pocket and run inside the house. I dash up to my room.

"Brooke, is that you?"

Shit!
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BROOKE'S POV

Are you kidding me? The one time I need them gone they're here. That is just awesome. I close the door and throw the box under my bed. My mother walks in a split second later. I hug her. "Hey Brooke, I missed you" she says.

"I missed you too" I say huffing under my breath. I really do love that she's here, but the worst timing ever. "Where's dad?" I ask. "He's in his room" she replies. I run down the hall into my parents room. My dad is unpacking his suitcase.

"Hey dad" I call and run to him. He jumps a bit as I rap my arms around him. He laughs and hugs me back. "So..how is my slugger?" he asks. I sigh. He still calls me slugger. Sometimes he forgets I'm a girl. I stopped playing catch with him.

He still hasn't recovered from that. "I have to ask mom something" I say and walk back to my room. My mom...is...holding..the box! Oh shit! "Ummm, mom?" I say. She just looks at me. I see disappointment written all over her face.

"Brooke..explain this, now!" Her voice rising with every word. "Ummmmm" I just say. She stares at me. She stands and puts the box in my hand. "Go in the bathroom" she demands. I nod and walk into my bathroom.

I open the packet and read the instructions, simple enough. (not getting into details, if you curious, comment) I leave and sit beside my mom. She doesn't even look at me. "You have till that beeps to tell me what happened"

I sigh. What do I tell her? With my boyfriend? I don't have one. I was jumped? She'd tell the cops. Don't I want that though? Put Dylan in jail, he's legal age now. Ugh! I'm going to regret this. "I went to a party.." I say trying to sound ashamed.

She opens her mouth but the test beeps. I close my eyes and pray its negative. She takes the test out of my hand. She sighs. Is that a good thing? I open my eyes and look at her. A tear rolls down her cheek as she puts it in my hand. +. +?

+! I'm going to be a mother. "Who's the father?" she asks. I think for a moment on how to answer this. Anyone I tell, she'd tell the parents. "I-I didn't know his name" I say sadly. "Brooke! Even though I'm not yelling. I am very angry" she says.

I nod. "I want you know that I love you but just because your pregnant me and your father won't cancel work" she says sternly. "I also want you to know that..I think we should move. Somewhere away from here" I nod again.

I can't find any words. She's not yelling. She's giving me pretty much what I want: a fresh start away from everyone. "Where would we go?" I ask. She seems surprised by my question but still answers. "I was thinking London" she says.

"Our next meeting is there and almost all of our work is in and around that area" I nod again. "When should we move?" I ask. Its like a pattern almost. I ask a question, she looks surprised, answers and I nod, then repeat.

"In the next month or so" she says. "Can we leave as soon as possible?" I ask. She nods looking at me suspiciously. "Our next big thing is in a week. We could hire people and be ready in a week" she says. "That sounds great" I say.
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3 WEEKS LATER

3 weeks ago my mom found out I was pregnant. 19 days ago she told my father. 2 weeks ago, I step foot in London for the first time. 1 week ago, I started having stomach probelms and practically lived beside the toilet.  2 days ago I started school.

Going to Uni in London wasn't going to be easy. My baby bumb was visible and my mood swings weren't helping school life at all. I'm just glad I don't have to stay in a dorm. It's now the weekend and I have nothing to do.

Well nothing but be pregnant and stay home. My phone beeps telling me I have an email. I open it and feel my lunch threaten to come up.

Dear Brooke,

It has come to our attention that you really are pregnant. We're sorry to inform you that once the fetus reaches a certain age, our code states that we have to expell you from the school. The health records show that you are 3-4 weeks along. We are aloud to give you 3 months to finish your classes if that's what you wish. Taking online courses and extra credit could actually allow you to get some kind of diploma. If you have any questions please come to the Head Mistress's office on Monday morning.

We're sorry for any inconveince,

London U.

Isn't that great? I'm going to get expelled and I can't even get a proper degree now. What am I going to do? How am I going to finish all the work in 3 months just to get a diploma? What about all the money my parents put into the semester?

I sigh and delete the message. The quicker I get this diploma, the quicker I can get a job and start living my life.

This could possibly be the worst chapter I have ever written. Sorry for the time changes. I swear I am getting somewhere with this.

Ta, ta

Teena <3 1D