Smell Of Daises

Chapter 12

He sat down on my newly made bed. His eyes were wide open and he was tapping his foot on the ground while having his arms crossed. He stared right at me, then at Audrey, then at me again. 

"So what are we going to do? Are you just messing with me" he mumbled like he was unsure if we were serious or not. His eyes were on me this time like he was asking me the question.

Audrey of course busted out laughing. She had more lipsticks on her teeth than on her lips. She stood up from the ground and sat next to the guy. She moved in closer and I could tell that he was starting to sweat. He placed his arm on his neck and scratched his dry skin. 

"What's your name?" Audrey asked leaning in even closer to him. He could almost feel her breath at his neck. 

"Aaron." He tried to get away by moving closer to the bed frame but Audrey followed him. He laid down on the bed and looked up at the celling. Audrey sat down on the cold floor next to me. We could hear our parents argue downstairs. 

"Why did you say that in front of my parents?" his head was now tilted down towards me, still laying down on my bed. He brushed through his hair with his fingers. 

"I'm just tired of everyone discussing me and Christopher when they clearly know nothing about him." I placed my head on my knees. He nodded his head like he understood. Maybe he had been through a similar situation. Audrey was snoring half asleep on my floor. 

"I understand how you feel, I have-" Aaron got disrupted by a knock on the door. Outside of the door was his parents. They already had their jackets and shoes on like they were in a rush. 

"It's time to leave Aaron, meet us downstairs." they closed the door behind them and we heard their footsteps go down the stairs. I handed Aaron my phone and he wrote in his phone number. I followed him downstairs. My parents were the only ones left, Audrey's parents had already left. 

My parents came towards me when Aaron had left and hugged me like they did in Paris. My moms eyes were filled with tears I hadn't seen her cry since I was little. She always went into another room when she was sad.

"We know about the baby, Christopher's mom called us." my mom said while hugging me. My dad got another phone call and went into the living room. Me and my mom sat down at the dining table, the plates were still left from our dinner guests. 

She held my hand while we waited for answers. We both knew that the phone call was something involved with Christopher. Who else could be calling us at this hour? My dad came into the dining room with the phone still on call. 

"Someone wants to talk to you." he said even his eyes were starting to tear up. He handed me his phone. A familiar voice answered.

"Hello Daisy. We know about your child and we want you to keep it a secret from the public. It would ruin his image with Rebecca if everyone found out about it. A unwed pregnant teenager doesn't look too good when you'll be taking over a company." his mom said, she sounded angry but tried to be formal while speaking. I could tell that the fancy accent that she put on was fake.

I hung up the phone. I couldn't deal with her bullshit, the baby needs a father if i'm even keeping it. I put the phone on the dining table and ran into my room and locked it. I needed to be alone for a moment. 

Suddenly I hear a knock on my window.