Don't Judge: A Teen Pregnancy

Part 21

"Just ignore it," Jay demands. We sit on the couch and snuggle up together. I try to conquer my fears of telling him no, but it seems impossible. Jay never says no to me, so why should I say it to him?

"She says she is sorry, and I want to have a relationship with her again," I choke out.

"I am tired. Let's just go to bed," Jay insists. I stand up and turn around and place a kiss on Jay's lips. I take a shower and stare at my belly as the warm water trickles down my skin. I place a hand on my stomach and hope that my baby makes it. The pain I feel is unimaginable. There really is no way to describe it other than awful. Truly, terribly awful. Stepping out of the shower, I dry off and put some pajamas on. After that,I brush my teeth and comb my hair. Jay takes a shower after me, and I wait for him to get out before falling asleep.

"Goodnight babies," he laughs while pulling me into his arms.

"Goodnight. I love you," I whisper. I drift off within seconds. When I wake up, the sun is just rising, and Jay is still fast asleep. I kiss him and let my lips graze down his neck to his collar bone. I sit don to write him a short note:

Good morning baby. I went to go see my mom. I am sorry. I know you did not want me to, but I am going through too much right now. I love you so much. Want to go to a movie afterwards?

~J

I grab my bag and head to my mother's house. I open the door and say," Hi mom. Are you here?" She comes frantically running down the stairs and shoves me out the door.

"Mom, you asked me to come," I state. Why is she doing this? What is her issue?"

"Please," she begs. I walk back into the door and grab her shoulders.

"Mom, everything is-"

She shoves me out and slams the door. what is happening? My mother doesn't do this. Something has to be wrong. I walk back to Jay's house to tell him what's wrong. We need to find out what's wrong with my mom. Walking back to Jay's house is treacherous. I know he might be mad at me. As soon as I walk in the door, he screams, "Where the hell were you?"

"Jay," I whisper. "Something is wrong with my mom."

"Don't you know she is crazy? Jessie, you practically gave me a heart attack," he yelled taking me into his arms.

"Jay I am not kidding. She was acting really weird. Something is wrong," I explain. He looks at me disappointingly. "Don't look at me like that!"

"Please, I don't want you getting hurt... again."

"Jay I am doing this with or without you."

"Let's talk about it later."

"Fine."

We have the usual day. Doctors appointments, volunteering at the shelter, and helping Elle with whatever she needs. Every time I bring my mom up, he dismisses it and talks about something else. Jay has never not supported me, but he doesn't understand right now. He thinks my mother will hurt me again. Even if she does, I need to know she is okay. No matter how upset I was over the fact that she kicked me out, she is still my mom. Before we go to bed, I whisper," I love you, but I am doing this with or without you."