The Reality of it All (Completed)

The Finale...Hoorah?

So guys....things change here. Be prepared. 😖
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Spencer's Pov

"No honey, I'll make you dinner," mom said. She was back to being over protective. Again.

I groaned.

"But Ma! I want greasy food! Like real greasy food that'll make you fat!"I argued. Jake chuckled next to me.

"Spencer...you are allergic to cashews. Let's just chill on the restaurant food for a bit. Besides, you're pregnant," she responded. I rolled my eyes and sat down at the counter.

"Spence, she's right. Not to mention, you've been to the hospital more than 3 times in less than 3 months," Jake reasoned.

"I don't care about that. All I want is food," i stressed.

They sighed.

"Baby hormones," Mom muttered. Jake nodded. So what if it is?! I want what I want.

My stomach wasn't growing anymore. I was basically already the size of a watermelon. I was in my 8th month, which would actually be ending soon. I can't believe she's about to be here, already. It all came quicker than expected.

My apartment was basically done. The painting was finished along with the cameras in every room. My furniture was there...now all I got to do is transport Peanuts' stuff.

"Okay how about this..she cooks you dinner and we get ice cream later?" Jake bargained.

The ice cream sounded tempting. Actually, everything at this moment was tempting.

"Fine,"

They cheered and laughed at each other. Jake and my mom get along so great, you'd think they were siblings.
It's kind of disgusting.

Jake's phone rings and he looks at it. The caller ID read 'don't answer'.

John.

He's been trying to get ahold of Jake for three weeks, now. You'd think he'd be able to take a hint. Mom looked at Jake and turned back around.

"You should just talk to him," she said. Jake looked up and sighed.

"He's had more than ten years to try and talk to me. Times out," he said.

"He obviously wants back in. At least hear him out,"

"No. He should've been there for me earlier. He didn't even say goodbye,"

"Okay. Imagine if you were him and you made a mistake like that. Would you want your son to forgive you?" She questioned.

Uh-oh. Wrong move.

He rolled his eyes and pocketed his phone.

"I don't want to talk about this. I'll see you guys later," he said. Kissing me, he left the room and the door sounded.

"Was that your first fight with him?" I asked smirking. She rolled her eyes and looked up.

"No. I'm just trying to convince him that maybe he should just see him. He could have had an explanation for leaving so early," she said. I nodded. I understood what Mom was saying, but Jake isn't going to agree so easily.

She finished the pasta and made me a plate. I had seconds of everything and went upstairs to take me a nap. Between sleeping and eating...Id have a whole lot of baby fat to lose when she's out of me.
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Jakes POV

I was sitting in the Dunkin Donuts when Megan came in. She was showing now. Her belly was getting fatter and her clothes weren't working for her anymore.