The Things That Hurt The Most

Chapter 18; A Change

I decided to unpack the dishes later. I didn't want to break any more dishes. I needed to take this time to think about Aiden. I hated secrets, I couldn't stand not knowing something. Not anymore. I needed to know why Aiden was still here, what the paper with 'Sept 26' meant, and if she was pregnant or not. It was driving me crazy. With those things running in circles inside my head I couldn't concentrate anymore. It was killing me.
I sat down in the chair, the sound of the rain was louder than my thoughts, the grey skies darker than my mind. I felt so lost, tired, I needed answers and it was killing me. My phone started ringing, thinking it was Elliot I ignored it. I just needed some time away from others. It stopped ringing and I grabbed it just out of habbit. It wasn't Elliot who had called me, it was Mrs. Chandler. The funeral was still in the back of my head but with this new things I had found, finding out why my mom kept Aidens ashes this whole time was my main concern right now. My phone started ringing again, I answered by the second ring.

"Amber?" I immediatly recognized Mrs.Chandlers voice, she sounded tired, not like her old self.

"Yeah, is everything ok?" She was probably the only person I worried about.

"Everything is ok I just called to make sure if you were all right. I already miss you especially now since..."

"Yeah, I know. It's actually not so bad here. I met a guy and we're getting along just fine. I hope to be able to go on Friday, I'll see if I can make it."

Mrs.Chandler knew a few things about me, way more than my mom did. She knew that I didn't have any friends and that I was antisocial. Although I didn't go over to her house often she knew more than what I told her.

"That's good news. I'm glad you're finally opening up. I have errands to run right now so I have to go. Take care, honey."

"You too. Thanks for calling." She hung up and I put my phone away.

According to Elliot, school started in 2 weeks so August 25. I had enough time to go to the funeral, figure out what this all means and go do a bit of shopping I hoped. The rain wasn't comming down as hard as it was earlier I was able to relax. I didn't want to just sit here all day and think, that would get me nowhere. I stood up and made my way to my room. There were boxes all over the floor, in no particular order which was not me at all. I prefered to keep my things organized and in some kind of order. I started with the books, I put all the boxes containing books near the bookshelf.

Just as I was starting to open up the boxes, I heard the door open and violently close. My mom was home this early? I had a bad feeling about this. Something just didn't feel right. I got goosebumps in my arms and decided to go down there. I stood at the top of the stairs listening, all the lights downstairs seemed to be turned on.

"I told you, I'm not sure. I think I am." I heard my mom say. She sounded nervous, almost scared.

"Is that why you called yesterday? I don't understand you. I thought you would want me to be here with you, by your side now that you're-"

"There's something I didn't tell you." She cut the other voice off. Someone else was here. It was a guy, he had a deep, gravelly voice.

"I want to start a family with you." He whispered.

So that's why mom didn't return home some nights. He was the reason. Anger boiled up inside me, I wanted to rush downstairs and scream at her. She was going out there and starting a new family. What about me? What about Aiden? I hated her, even more now. Now that I knew what she was doing. I cared. I fucking cared about her even when she neglected me, I fucking cared. I felt so stupid. Why should you care about someone when they don't care about you? I couldn't help it. I thought things would change, they sure did. Just not in the way I hoped they would.

I sat down on the stairs and listened. As much as I wanted to go down there and scream at them I knew that it would only make things worse for me. My breathing became faster as I tried my best to not lash out at them.

"Can you please listen? I don't know if I'm ready for a family." She stopped talking and I heard footsteps. "Not with you. I love you, but there's something you need to know which will change your mind about me."

I laid my head against the wall and tried to control my breathing.

"I have a daughter. She's 16-"

"What? Why didn't you tell me?" He didn't sound mad, he sounded disappointed.

"I'm sorry. I guess I should've told since the beginning." She whispered. "Crystal! Are you home?"

I held my breath. Maybe I was wrong. Sure I was mad but I didn't know how to feel about this. A new family. Day 2 and things were already starting to change.

"Yeah." I screamed back. I didn't want to go down there. I was scared. I'm sure there was nothing to be scared about, I was curious about who this guy was but I was still mad.

"Can you come down here?"

I stood up and walked downstairs, they were in the kitchen. As soon as I stepped in they both turned to look at me.

"Crystal, this is my boyfriend-"

"I heard you." I told her. She looked hurt.

"I'm pregnant."

~~~~ A/N
Heyy! It's March and it's been a few months since I last updated, right? I feel like an ass and I'm just disappointed in myself for not writing but I've had other things in my head. But I finally updated! I'm not sure how often I will, my computer is still not working, and my sister won't let me borrow her iPad. But I guess I'll have to update through my phone. I won't make any more promises as to when I'll update but I'll try to make it AT LEAST twice a month /:
There's not much of a cliffhanger there, you pretty much saw it coming a few chapter ago with the 4 pregnancy tests.
I'll try to update my other stories soon. we'll sorry for the very late update .-.