Love Means Healing

(21) Opening up

Toni POV

I woke up this morning feeling a little weird since there wasn't red hair all over my face, a finger in my ear or a foot up my shirt. But when I turned over I saw my mom laying next to me, asleep, I felt relieved. I kissed her forehead and reached for my phone.

8:18
Tuesday, June 22

Celia🌺

Hey Toni I know you do your usual drop by today but I don't think you should. My moms in a worse mood than normal so maybe tomorrow.

Good morning, what happened? Are you okay?

I'm fine she's just mad that I officially started my third trimester today

Did she not expect you to get this far or what? Anyways let me know if you need anything. If she puts her hands on you or anything call me.

I will, ttyl?

Yeah I'll check up on you throughout the day.

This restraining order is the only thing stopping me from going up there because I can't go to jail. Celia doesn't need a dead beat parent, she needs me to stay sober and out of trouble. She's in the home stretch now and it sucks to not be able to help her with anything she needs. I've dropped her off shoes, like vans and slip ons, her favorite home made foods, Hawaiian and Spanish, new clothes and sometimes some jewelry so she'll feel like a bad bitch even when she's pregnant.

I've been doing some research and pregnancy sounds like it sucks, especially now that she's 6 months. I know she's probably getting tired of it now but in 3 months it'll all be worth it! We'll have our little prince or princess.

We've established a plan for when the baby comes, well the day Celia goes into labor. Her mom is actually going to let me be there, I just hope she doesn't change her mind and switch up on us. After that hopefully we can have split custody or something since I won't be able to be around Celia. That is unless she moves out and comes to live with me. Who am I kidding she's going to need her parent's help. Hopefully we can all work something out once they see that I've grown out of being that popular play girl who messes around with everyone. The past year has really matured me for the better. And that's how I want to be for this child, mature. Teen parenthood won't be easy but I have more people in my corner than ever who are willing to stand by my side, that is when I tell them. Which will be equally as hard...

"Buenas días, cariño"

"Hola mamá, I was expecting you to wake me up with pots and pans like you used to" I joked, turning around to face her

"I would have if you guys didn't keep me up all night to watch movies"

"But did you have fun? Exactly" I cleared my throat, realizing I was talking to my mom and not one of my 'amigitos'

"The others are probably asleep still, knocked out from last night."

We looked at each other, I could see the same idea I had spring into her mind. "I have an idea!" "¡Tengo una idea!" We both said at the same time.

We stuck out of bed in unison and tiptoed into the kitchen, carefully grabbing pots and pans and making our way into Cheryl's room where they were all sleeping. Her and Jason on the bottom bed which was bigger, Jayden on the top bunk and Kevin and Fangs both sleeping on the giant bean bag that they'd flattened out like a mattress. My mom and I carefully walked through them, right in front of the TV where the only clear spot was. We looked at each other, giggling and started banging the pots together.