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Time to Fess Up

Laura really couldn't answer her. She just stared at her mother blankly.

Laura's mother shook her head again. "Like I thought. You're running around here like a chicken head with her weave cut off. You don't know whether you coming or going. You need to stop this behavior. You're about to have someone look up to you."

Laura looked away.

Her mother rose up off the couch.

"I mean it young lady," her mother said. "This has to stop. You can't keep going out there in those streets hurting yourself and now hurting that new life in your belly. I'm not going to say I'm not disappointed. I thought you was at least smart enough to make sure you kept protection but then again things happen. All we can do is deal with what is in front of us."

Laura nodded looking at her mother.

"I'm scared," Laura admitted.

"You should be," her mother half laughed. "Raising a child is no joking matter and not a pretty one. Do you really plan on raising this child? Taking on that responsibility? Because all this partying and going out getting dick slapped by every common hoodlum out there isn't going to work when you got a baby at home."

Laura knew her mother was right. Laura had to now think about her future. She couldn't continue to live like she was living. It wasn't fair to her baby. The little fetus growing inside of her needed more than a party mother.

"And I think you should tell that boy," her mother added. "If he really is the father."

Laura had thought about telling Marquez. She knew he wouldn't believe her but he was the only one that ever actually laid semen in her. It was hard to believe but true and maybe that didn't mean anything but Laura knew for a fact that Marquez was the father.

"But he won't believe you, huh?" her mother said like she was reading Laura's mind.

Laura didn't say anything just nodded.

"Still someone has to know," her mother said. "If you truly believe he is the father then he should know."

"But that will be ending my relationship with Riyah," Laura stated. "She would hate me and he would just deny it."

"Look, you put yourself in that predicament," her mother told her. "You made this nasty bed you have to lay in. I suggest you start finding a way to start at least cleaning the sheets. Unless you want to start off your life as Teen Mom: The single mother episodes. MTV would love to cast you. Shit, might even make some money."

Laura let out a short laugh. "Those girls were something else."

"And that's going to be you unless you get your act together," her mother said. "And I mean starting now. This hanging out stops now if you're really serious about this baby and his or her development. I know I made a lot of mistake raising you. I gave you too much freedom because I started off young just like you and I took out my frustration out on you. I let things go one way because I was still stubborn. I owed you a better childhood despite your father. For that, I apologize. I just don't want you to start making MY mistakes. I knew that one day you would come to me with a bun in the oven and I should started from then to mold you in the right direction. I have done a great injustice to you. But I want you to know from here on out, if you need my help, I'm there. You can still make something of yourself but you have to want it and stop all this foolishness."

Laura let a tear fall from her eye. "I would like that. Mommy!"

Her mother leaned over and gave Laura a hug. "I love you, baby. We are going to make this work, ok? You still have some time before the baby comes and before you graduate. I at least want you to finish high school before the baby comes."