Beautiful Crazy

Chapter 24| Abbey

After a slow two weeks full of school, studying for finals, and no one really having energy to hang out, Emily, River, Wyatt, and I are all hanging out at the annual local fun fair.

Emily and I know the twins always avoid this little event, because they had a really bad experience here when they were two, and I'm well aware of the aftermath of the incident because I happened to meet Wyatt due to the fact their mom was in the hospital. Sure, we were all stupid little four year olds, who could basically poop, eat, and sleep, with the occasional temper tantrums, but I still remember it. I didn't under it at the young age of four, but I understand it much better know looking back in it. Anywho, despite the two goof balls not wanting to come, Emily and I still dragged them out.

"How about that ride?!" River yells, point to this really tall ride, where it takes you up and then goes plummeting to the ground, stopping right before your absolute death.

"You and Emily can go. Abs and I can't." Wyatt says, pointing to the sign that says expecting mother's can't ride. Probably because it's best not to scare your children right out of you.

Wyatt has been doing this for practically every ride anyone wants to go on. The only ride pregnant people can go on is the tea cup ride, and I have really bad motion sickness, I get nauseous just from going on swings for longer than a minute.

"Wyatt, you aren't an expecting mother. Go on the ride if you want to." I say sighing. Downside of being pregnant, Wyatt thinks he has to sacrifice everything for be, simply because I have to. Though, it does make me love even more, and be even more glad he's going to be the father to our babies.

I may not be fully ready for the idea of kids, but I'm mostly there. I'm mainly still caught up on the fact my grandparents now hate me, and have gotten my mom and siblings to hate me as well. My mom had Eleanor when she was literally sixteen, meaning she got pregnant at fifteen. Mom has no right being mad at me too, but it's whatever. Wyatt's family is my new family.

Who cares about being the outcast of my family? Not me. Nope. I refuse to be sad and insecure about it. Wyatt worked too hard to build up my confidence again just for it to come tearing down for something like that.

Haters gonna hate.

"Maybe I am an expecting mother." Wyatt says, bringing me out of my thoughts. "That's what I told that one fucking douche bag of a cashier lady. Stupid ass Pam." Wyatt grumbles narrowing his eyes at the ground, probably remembering a rude cashier he encountered.

"Wy, just go on the ride if you want." I say hugging him.

"Love, I won't feel right leaving you here." Wyatt whispers, sighing.

"Wyatt, I demand you to have fun." I say sternly pulling away and giving my best mom look.

Wyatt hasn't had fun in a while. His stupid dysthymia 'flaring up' as he likes to call it. Wyatt deserves to have a fun time. Not sat around with me, because for some reason a four and a half week pregnant lady can't go on a rides. Whatever, I haven't actually wanted to go on any of them. They seemed scary.

"Fine love. Feel free to walk around, but not too far, because I will get worried if I can't see you. Keep your ringer on please, so I can call you or text you. And don't get kidnapped please."

I giggle, it's cute how Wyatt always worries about me. The ride is only fifteen minutes long. I'll be fine.

"Ok Wy. Promise. Now go get in line with River and Emily. I say pushing him towards the line where River and Emily have already gotten in, not bothering to wait for Wyatt.

Wyatt makes a heart with his fingers as he walks backwards towards the line, mouthing out 'I love you', making me laugh. Wyatt's the definition of perfect. I laugh even harder when Wyatt bumps into someone, and immediately stops giving me puppy dog eyes, and runs to River and Emily.