"The truth is you don't know what is going to happen tomorrow. Life is a crazy ride, and nothing is guaranteed" - Eminem
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"...find my better half, so we make perfect shapes.. If stars don't al-"
"CALLIE!" I stopped singing as soon as I heard Wade calling me.
"Callie.." He breathed out when he barged in my room, panting.
"What's up?" I asked smoothly while jotting down on my notebook.
"It's Derrick," he spat out to me. My brows knit in confusion.
"What about him?"
"He's the one." I just stare at him. My brain processing slowly. It took a few seconds for me to realize what he was getting at.
"Oh My God! Seriously?!" I started to panic. My sight was getting blurred from the tears prickling in my eyes.
Wade walks over to me and hugged me tightly. "What am I supposed to tell Dad?" I choked over the salty tears.
"You know.. We don't have too." He reassure me.
"No, Wade! I have to tell him! We'll never get things done and over with if we don't tell him." I whispered to him.
"Cal..," He sighed. "Fine. I guess you're right."
If you're wondering what this whole drama scene is about, you really don't want to know. But for the sake of telling my life story, it starts on January 31st, 1997. My parent's twentieth year of marriage. The day me and 18 year old step-brother, Wade found out the man, or in this case; the boy who ruined my life.
A.k.a. The father of the child I'm carrying.
"Knock knock!" I heard my precious Mother's voice call out as her head pops out my bedroom door. "How come you're not dressed up yet?" She lets out a disappointing sigh.
Wade immediately let go of me with his cheeks slightly redden while my mother lets out a giggle.
What was that about?
I shrugged it off and wiped my tears. "Honey, why are you crying?" She walked over and sat beside me on my water bed. She hugged me the way Wade did but not it wasn't warm enough for me to crave more. Wait, what?
"Oh- I- I-" I stuttered and bursted out in tears again. I couldn't take it. I mean, what would a fifteen year old do when she finds out she's pregnant with her douche best friend child?
"Callie, honey. Tell me." She pulled away and looks straight into my blue orbs. "Is it about... the guy. Do you know who he is?" Her voice got stricter and protective.
I hesitated and glanced at Wade. I took a deep breath. "Mom-" Like always, someone ruins a moment and make things more complicated. And what's worse? It was my dad who came in, wearing his suit. Hair slicked back and his beard shaved. Looking ready for tonight's dinner. I felt nauseous and my head throbbed. How am I supposed to explain now? My mother and Wade are the only ones that know. Why am I so stupid?
"Dressing up like that at an expensive restaurant won't
get you anywhere, Callie." My father teased. I gulped. This is it.
"Dad, I.. have to tell you s-something."
"Umm okay. If it's about that concert you wanted to go to then you know my answer. N-to-the-O."
My dad is making me feel worse, I swear. He chuckled loudly but stopped when he saw our serious faces. "Dad, I'm pregnant." I blurted out as I put my head down and sobbed.
He didn't say anything. I couldn't look at his face. Wade hugged me from the back and kissed my head.
It was silent. Dead silent. I feel myself getting weak on the knees. Literally. My throbbing head got worse. I held onto Wade's hand before I felt my body fall down and everything turned black.
