Everything I Didn't Say

Chapter 37

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It's been over six weeks since I've talked to Luke and i can say that i feel much more happier now that i'm alone. Being alone is supposed to make you feel sad or emtpy. It's suppossed to make you feel those really depressed emotions that live in the back of your mind waiting for the first awful time to strike and take over your whole mind. I on the other hand, find comfort in being alone. Being alone is safer for me in a way. It saves me from the heartbreak and betrayal that lurks in the outside world. The lonliness is my only true friend.

"Good moring!" Caleb chirps from the kitchen as i make my way down the stairs.

"Morning." I grouch, i've never been a morning person.

"What are you having?" He asks whilst mixing something in a pot.

"What are you having?" I question, eyeing his pot.

"I'm mixing batter. You want some?"

"Batter? No thanks." I scrunch my nose at the subtle nosiating feeling.

Caleb laughs. "No silly. I'm making pancakes. Want some or not?"

I swallow the lump in my throat thinking maybe i just needed something in my stomach to clear the void. "Sure." I nod.

After he puts the batter sit on a baking pan, he comes to sit down across from me at the table. "You seem happier." He inspects.

"Do I?" I question back.

"Sure do. What is it?"

"What do you mean?" I ask even though i knew what he wanted to know. I just wasn't ready to talk about it.

"Why so happy all the sudden? For the past year now, you've been all doom and gloom and you just wake up one day and you oh so happy."

I shrug, feeling my stomach churn again. "Is it Luke? Did he finally propose to you?" He cheers.

I feel my face pale at his comment. I had no clue what he'd been up to for almost a month. "Actually its the complete opposite." I admit.

"Wait. You guys aren't together anymore?" He asks slowly.

I let out a breath i didn't know i'd been holding. "How come your so happy, Caleb?" I ponder, changing the subject to hide how much it still hurt to talk about him.

"Trust me. I'm far from happy. I'm just trying to get my mind off of things is all." He replies accompaning the baking batter again, and accepting my decison to move on from the topic.

"Why's that?"

"Dad's coming back today." He simply states sliding over a plate of pancakes that didn't excatly make me feel much better.

"What's wrong with dad?" I nonchantly question, not finding it stange for him to speak of my father as his own.

"No my real dad. He's getting out of prison today, and he's been granted permisson to see me."

"How come i didn't know that?"

"You haven't been here." Caleb scoffs, but then coughs a sorry. "Anyways.."

"Anyways, we'll all be here for you. Shelby can be a bitch at times so if worst comes to worst, she can show them what he's dealing with." I laugh trying to lighten the mood.

"Let's hope so." He grins, placing a mouthful of food in his mouth. This sends me over the edge and the vomit creeps up my throat.

Forcefully, i stand up and run to the closet bathroom downstairs. I lean my head down and dispose of everything i had from last night in my stomach. "Adeline! What happened?! Was my food really that bad?!" Caleb shouts.

I feel like i'm about to be sick again as i dart upstairs and rumage through my things around my room to find my tracker calender. The day marked for when my period was supossed to come was missed. "No, no, no, no." I mumble to myself. "This isn't happening."

I race down the stairs into Shelby's room knowing that with the activity she puts on she's have what i'm looking for. "Have you ever heard of knocking?!" She complains.

"Shelby i need something from you." I say in a rushed tone.

By the look on my face, she nows i'm serious. "What is it?"

I didn't really want to have to say what i needed out loud so i rumage through her bathroom and hit the jackpot. I slam the bathroom door in her face and prepare for the longest ten minutes in my life.

"Addy, what are you doing? Open up!" Shelby beats on the door. "Adeline Anderson!"

I run my fingers though my hair, pacing around the room until my life flashes before my eyes. Slowly i creak open the door, tears rolling down my face and holding the test in my hand. "I'm pregnant."