Just Keep Running

Chapter 8

I know your probably think wow this isn't what I thought it would be about but this is just the beginning!!

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When I woke up Michael was still laying next to me. He laid there snoring quietly. I turned over and looked at the alarm clock, 6:34 A.M. Time to get up and start the day.

I got up, took a shower and blow dried my hair. When I went into my room to change I pulled off my robe and from behind me Michael whistled. I giggled and pulled on my clothes.

"Michael go back to bed! I'm making breakfast!" I said still laughing.

"Alrighty then!" He said back. When I walked by he hit my buttox. Gosh what a weirdo. I went down stairs and got bacon eggs and hash browns out to cook. When the meal was ready I called Michael to breakfast and I walked past him in the hallway and knocked on Caras door,

"Hey Cara breakfast time. Want some?"

"Yeah" she replied. When I opened the door she walked slowly out and walked beside me all the way down to the kitchen. Our breakfast was quiet until Cara said,

"Why do you guys have sex?" Michael and I were really embarrassed. Plus how should a seven year old even know that?!

"Cara that's how you make babies." Michael said.

"Yeah I know, but you don't deserve babies. You guys are mean!" Cara got up from the table and ran to her room. She slammed the door shut. When Cara gets mad we have to lock her up so me and Michael ran up to her door and locked it. Michael looked down at me and giggled. He kissed me and it turned into more clothes were coming off and blankets were getting messed up. We didn't lock Caras door, we unlocked it. She saw. She saw everything.

"Why are you doing this to me?" She said. I got covered up. Crap!

"Michael grabbed his robe and wrapped it around himself.

"Cara lets go to your room." He told her. They walked to her room and I got dressed. It's had been a month and a half since my parents left and me and Michael have been trying for a baby for 5 weeks. I haven't had a test for 2 weeks, so I told Michael I was going to the store. I had to get groceries anyway. When I got to the store I picked out three pregnancy tests. And a bunch of groceries. The cashier wished me lick with the baby and I said thanks. When I got home Michael was reading his Game Informer magazine. I told him to put away groceries. I went to the bathroom and took the pregnancy tests.