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Kona and I are having a shopping day. For us, but mostly my little girl. I am so happy to be having a girl.

Finally arriving to the mall, Kona and I walk in. But, I see the last person on my list to see.

My rude, arrogant, and cocky ex boyfriend Drew.

As I try to blend into the crowd, he catches me.

"Riley! What's happening babe?" He says with a smile as he tries to pull me into a hug.

"Don't even think about it." I say stepping away from him.

"I won't hurt you." He says, then finally sees my large belly. "Oh, what do we have here?"

"Don't touch me Drew. I swear to god if you hurt my little girl, I will make sure you regret ever being born." I shoot at him.

He's taken aback by my security of the baby.

"I'm just tryna talk to you." He says with a smirk.

"I don't care. There's nothing we would have to talk about." I say and walk away.

"Riley!" He calls after me.

I try to get away from him, but he grabs ahold of my arm.

"Drew, get the fuck off of me." I say as I try to rip my arm from his grasp.

"Can't we just talk. Like friends do?" He questions.

"No. Because we aren't friends. We're each other's ex. That means no more." I explain.

Kona quickly runs up to my side, after shoving through the crowd of people.

"Are you alright? He didn't hurt you did he?" She asks.

"No I didn't, and wouldn't hurt her." He says looking me straight in the eye.

"Oh really?" I say and laugh, with out humor of course. "Do you not remember when I refused to have sex with you, so you started fucking slapping me? Does that not cross your mind? Wait, never mind, that wouldn't because you're a sick person who only wants to have sex. So why haven't you sold yourself already?"

"Look, I'm sorry about that, but it's in the past now." he says and takes a step closer to me again.

"You're sorry, my ass. Just don't ever talk to me again, ok?" I say and walk away.

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Drew left us alone all day. And I don't even know if he's still here or not. But I don't care.

I walk into a 'Baby's R Us' store and look around.

"Awe, this is soo cute!" I gush as i pick up a penguin costume. It's not halloween yet, and she won't be born until spring.

"Oh my god, Luke would love that." She says.

"Isn't a penguin his favorite animal?" I ask.

"Yeah." She reassures me a nod of the head.

I place it into my cart, even though wont be needing it for a while. I continue looking around for some things that I probably won't get during the baby shower.

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Not grabbing too much more, Kona and I head to checkout.

Placing the penguin blanket and costume along with a penguin stuffed animal, the lady rings up my items.

"I think this costume is absolutely adorable." She says with a giggle as she folds it and place it into the bag.

"Me too." I say and return the giggle.

She places all of the penguin items into a bag and grabs me my receipt.

"Have a nice day." She tells me and hands me the bag.

"Thanks, you too." I say and we head out to the car.

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Arriving home, Kona and I go up to my room and talk while we eat snacks and watch tv.

"So, how did your mom take it?" She asks.

"A lot better than I had expected, but I'm not complaining." I say and finish my banana.

"That's good." She giggles. "My mom would probably kill me if I can home pregnant."

"You can live here if something happened." I laugh.

"Nah, my mom wouldn't kick me out. Sure she might be pissed at me, but she would never do that." She tells me.

"Yeah, you don't need to inform me on this. I know my second mother quite well thank you." I laugh.

She laughs along with me.

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Kona left about an hour ago, and now it's just me and my family.

I can't wait to have my own family. Luke is probably a of more excited than what he seems to be. He'll probably love to feel the baby kick when he comes.

I'm super excited and can't wait until I move to Australia with Luke. Maybe if I ask gram she might let me keep the house. It would be easier that way.

But I have plenty of time to think of all of this before its time to move.

What are we going to do now?// Luke HemmingsWhere stories live. Discover now