17 and pregnant?

CHAPTER 2

We are here from Albany to Queens. What could I have ever done to this man? Why did he lie? I tried to break the silence in the car. But, most things was best when left unsaid. We pull up in front of her big house in the Jewish neighborhood, her house is huge. I unpacked my stuff in my new so called house. And as I entered the house she tried speaking to me.

" Hello, Anna," she said

" Dad , where is my room," I said rolling my eyes at her.

" It's the first room in the hallway, Anna,"

" First of all you call me Verana and second who asked your ugly ass."

" Verana, watch your mouth," he said standing up for her.

" You better keep quiet cause if you had watched your mouth when you was married we would not have been in this situation with me bout to turn ghetto up in here,"

" Go to your room!"

" Oh, no daddy i'm scare of monster in my bed!" I said sarcastically.

So I did exactly what husband of the year said and went to my room. I unpacked my stuff and I found a picture of my mom. I took the picture out of the frame and in the back of the picture said , " Dear Verana, this is my number if you need anything call. - MOM ." I cried for a while then I took the chance to call her.

" Hello," she answered

" Hi is the Margret Smith," I said frightened but brave.

" Yes it is, may I ask who is this," she replied.

" Mommy, where are you?" I said with a single tear flowing down my face.

" I need you, I miss you, I wish you was here!" I burst into tears.

"Anna?" she said.

" Y-Y-You remember me," I said stuttering.

" How can I forget you?" she said softly.

" Calm down, Anna," she said as she hum my favorite song on the phone.

I've always loved that song and haven't heard it in 10 years.

" I know your in queens, meet me in the park." she said

What will happen will she meet her mom? How does she know Verana lives in queens? Will she be 17 AND PREGNANT?

to be continued.....