Chapter 29

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Edited: August 5, 2016
Og Posted: December 29, 2015
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So there's gonna be a lot of time jumping, like maybe a few weeks, maybe a month, that kind of stuff. I really want to get to the baby stuff, gah!
This chapter might be short, btw. I don't know yet but I love youu❤️

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Becky's POV

"You're what?!" Sarah screams through the phone and I pull it away from my ear.

"Shut up. My mom doesn't know yet and neither does my dad. I don't know how to tell them, Rah." I say, leaning back against the headboard and I hear her sigh.

"Who's the dad?" She asks and I feel my heart stop and a lump in my throat forms.

"Uh.. I.. Um. What?" I stutter and she chuckles at the other end of the line and I bite my lip.

"Just tell me. How bad can it be?" She says and I laugh nervously.

If only she knew how bad it was.

"You're gonna kill me." I say and I sit up straight, running my hands through my hair and I sigh.

She stays silent and I grow nervous by the second and I sigh. "Okay. So you know Michele's son?" I ask and I hear her gasp.

"He's the father?!"  She asks loudly and I nip on my bottom lip.  "Rebbeca Gomez." She states sternly and I stay silent .

I debated whether or not to say yes or whether I should lie and  something else.

The line stays quite for a few minutes before I say something and I take a deep breath.

"Yeah. He's the father." I mumble.

"Oh my god. Are you serious? Did you seriously sleep with your step-brother?" She scolds and I place my hand on my belly and I feel a smile pull on my lips.

"Yeah. He's the father and I'm okay with it. He's amazing, Sarah. I met him before dad and his mom got married and even before I knew they were together. I love him." I say and she laughs lightly.

"Okay, then I'm okay with it. I'm excited but I'm afraid for you." She says and I burrow my eyebrows.

I was afraid for myself as well. I didn't know how my life would turn out to be, especially with a baby.

"I know." I mutter. But I guess I had to see it as a blessing, right? That's what this baby was; a blessing.

I rush to the bathroom and I stop in my tracks, looking down and I gasp lightly, finding a red stain and a few droplets fall to the ground and I press my fingers against it, bringing my hand back up and bite my lip, staring at the red blood oozing down my fingers.

Fuck.

Austin's POV

"Are you seriously applying for this?" Robert asks as he reads over the application and I sigh, nodding my head.

"Yeah. I have to. I'm having a baby, Robert. I need a job." I say and I hand the finished application to the bartender.

Maybe working at Joe's wasn't the best way to go but what else was there to do? I had to mend somehow.

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