The Last Picture Show.

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The next morning I wake up and quickly rush to the bathroom bringing up what's left of my stomach contents from my midnight feedings after my dad went to bed, so I didn't have to be face to face with him. I know that he's extremely disappointed in me, having more plans for me then motherhood, but I'll be okay. This is what I want to do for myself.

Finished I flush the toilet and jump in the shower letting the cool water run over my hot body. I feel very hot, but I don't have a tempature. I take my time washing making sure every part of my body is clean, from all this puking I feel so dirty.

I grab my phone and my thumb hovers over Sweet Peas name before I press the envelope to compose a message.

Emilee: I am grounded. 😩😪

Sweet pea 🍭: You're having a 🤰🏻how can he still do that?

Emilee: He's not sure how to handle this so his natural response is to ground me. I'm okay. I just wanted you to know it may be a bit before you see me... FYI, I'm definitely sneaking put to the drive-in tmw.

 FYI, I'm definitely sneaking put to the drive-in tmw

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Emkeller: This is what grounded looks like, from a car on your way to a doctor's appointment.

Vmorris: I hope everything's okay, call me.

Kkeller: It's what happens when we fall in with people dad doesn't like.

Betcooper: Feel better, Em. Let me know if I can help.

Sweetpea: Call me.

Kkeller: Call me, daddy. 😩🤣

Home from my appointment I find my brother in his room. "Call me, daddy? Really?" I laugh and so does he. "Hey, I couldn't help it, he's hot. You're lucky." He says. I smile more at him and sit down on the bed. "I know it's not a lot to be excited about but..." I pull the ultrasound out of my purse. "That's your niece or nephew." I smile at him.

"Oh. My. God. How freaking cute is this!" I smile at him. "It's a tiny little blob." I laugh more. "We're not going to call the baby a blob, I was think Pumpkin?" I ask.

"Pumpkin. I like that." He stares at the picture more. "Dad is really mad at you, he wants to send you to go live overseas with mom." I look at him in disbelief. "I'll move in with Sweet Pea on the Southside before I let dad send me overseas. I didn't mean for it to happen, we were careful, but if I recall correctly, there was a night that we weren't careful. I'm just glad the baby is Sweets, and not Reggies..." 

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