Chapter 12
Graduation Day
"What's wrong baby girl? Shouldn't you be excited?" My dad questioned me as he drove to Westwood Academy.
"Yes, honey. It's your graduation day. Cheer up!" My mom encouraged with a smile.
I rolled my eyes and looked out the backseat window. It was a beautiful sunny day in June. Internally, though, all I felt was gloom.
He we were, the Carter show, ready to put on a show for everyone in attendance. It made me sick to my stomach how fake my family is.
😍😘CJ❤️💋: It sucks that our graduations fell on the same day😥 I wish you could be here and I could be there. But anyway know that I love you baby. You're the smartest chick that I know. Don't let nobody tell you different. No matter how bad you think your life is, remember that my parents are drug addicts and I have to make money the best way I know how. That may not be soothing but it can help you see things differently. Remember that we're not our parents babe. We're better than them. Just cause we're gonna be young parents, that doesn't mean we gon automatically fail. We'll try to be the best parents we can be. It's gon be hard but we'll make it baby. I won't let you down. Congratulations baby!😘
I blinked back the tears that formed in my eyes and unconsciously rubbed my belly. I found out last week that I'm about six weeks pregnant....and I'm scared.
I'm scared but I don't regret the decision that I made. I wiped the stray tear that fell down my face as he pulled into the schools parking lot.
"I'll see you guys after the ceremony." I said to my parents. I walked off before they got a chance to offer a reply. I was ready to get this day over with.
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"Ashley N'shae Carter!" Ms Sheridan announced my name. I forced a smile as I walked up the three steps and onto the stage. I shook the principal's hand, posed for a picture, and grabbed the diploma holder from her. As I walked across the stage I began to feel weird. The world slowed down and the crowd became a blur. I went to walk down the first step and tumbled head first. The last thing I remember was an audible gasp from the audience.
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"I can't believe this! This is all your fault Terrence!"
"All my fault?! She's with you more than she's with me!"
"What does that have to do with anything!"
"A lot."
"Well she's not staying with me. I refuse to take care of another child."
"You're a selfish person. I don't know why I ever married you in the first place. I'll help my daughter and my grandchild. We don't need you."
Once again my daddy came to my rescue.
I laid in my hospital bed with my eyes closed, listening to them go back and forth.I savored the seconds until I couldn't take it anymore. I opened my eyes and shifted in my bed. That immediately made them look my way.
"Oh Ashley baby. You're up." My mom cooed. She tried to caress my face but I dodged her.
"Don't touch me." I said.
"When were you going to tell us?" She asked, taking a step back from me and crossing her arms.
I pulled my knees up to my chest and looked out the nearby window.
"Why does it matter?" I asked.
"Because we're your parents and we care."my mother said.
"Spare me please." I sighed.
"What your mouth little girl." My mom said sternly.
"Why don't the both of ya'll just leave. Ya'll haven't been there for me and I don't expect for either of you to be there for me now." I said as I threw the cover off of me and turned to get out of the bed.
"I take that back. My father has always had my best interest at heart. I heard what you said. My dad was right, you are selfish. You always will be. And for your information, I got pregnant on purpose . At least I know that I'll someone in the world that will love me no matter what." I confessed.
"And thank you.....for showing me what I shouldn't do as a parent." I said, grabbing my phone out my purse.
"Daddy can you grab the nurse. I'm ready to be discharged." I informed him.
He walked out to find the nurse. My mother stood there staring at me.
"Don't let me take up anymore of your precious time. I'll have my dad bring me to pack up my stuff." I said quietly.
She looked at me, shook her head, and left the room. If I'm not mistaken, she looked a bit hurt. I'm unmoved. It's too late for that.
"Thanks for letting mommy cross the stage." I whispered,caressing my tummy.
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