It was me, not you

Chapter 4

"Jordan?" a female voice says from behind. I had gone out of town for the day with Sam to get some baby furniture. I turn around a see a older lady with dark brown hair and she had a baby book in her hand. It was my aunt. I hadn't seen her since the day I left and I never wanted to. I knew she never believed me or even wanted me. She just wanted the money that came with fostering. It was never about me. She analyses me and see my bump. I put my hands over my stomach trying to hid it. "Can we talk at the cafe next door?" I nod and walk over and tell Sam I was going over to cafe and that he shouldn't catch up.

I sit down and take a hug breath, she looks at me again. "Oh, Jordan. I look at you and I'm shocked. You've never looked worse" she says and ask the waiter over. She orders a coffee and I just sit there uncomfortable. I take another huge breath and sit further back in my chair. "Your pretty you know and young. At least you've got that going for you."

"Don't talk to me like that. Don't take down to me" I say in a serious voice.

"But it goes away you know. Not being pretty I mean. You were blessed with your mom's beauty but the youth. Being or feeling young."

"You can't talk to me like that" I say and take a loud breath and try to calm myself down. 

"I can. I'm your aunt. You know Jordi everything is different, you're becoming more different. And its not because you dyed you hair blonde." she says. I look at here and try to think of what to say back.

"I can't wait to different. I used to have everything. I was popular- the captain of every sport I played, every guy wanted me- I had the guy every girl wanted, people that cared about me. And then it all went to hell when you brought home Harry.You should be glad I have finally gained all that back."

"You not going to want to be different when that baby comes out of you. You're wishing away your life. Don't. By the time you have the noisy little brat your gonna be wishing you had your old life back."

"Don't talk to me and baby like that. You don't know my life" I say and shake my head in negativity. 

"You lost your boyfriend; or should I say ran away from you, your rep and might I add your lost of innocence. You were no longer popular and as you walked down the hallway; it was like you never were popular in the first place."

"How do you know that?" I ask about to stand up and walk away. 

"I've heard things. And I make an effort to try and see where your at."

"Why you don't even care about. You were happy I left. And the worst part is you knew something like this was going to happen. I needed you." I say and stand up. 

"Your gonna thank me one day" she says grabbing my arm. I look at her and roll my eyes. I grab my arm back and see Sam looking at me. 

"Are you ok?" he asks. I nod and walk to his truck. 

"I need to get back to the studio. I have three girls working on a routine with Victoria- my dance friend and James for the open day tomorrow and I have to decided on a dance for James and I to do tomorrow. We were thinking of doing one from So you think you can dance" I say as I sit in the car.

"You can tell me. You know. You can tell me anything" he says changing the topic. I look at him and decide to tell him. I tell him that it was my aunt and how she never wanted me and now after 6 years she finally had the nerve to tell me that I shouldn't keep the baby. She had got me thinking if I should keep it- I had never really lived and with a baby I could'n't my life would be changing diaper and feeding.  "Ok. We'll go home get changed and go to the studio" he says grabbing my hand. I smile and look out the window.

I turn to him, "Do you want to do the duet with me?" I ask looking at him.

He continues to drive and smiles "Yeah. Sure. But I haven't dance in almost 6 months" 

"It's still there. It'll just take some time." I say and smile.

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I get to the studio and the girls are rehearsing. It was looking good and the song was catchy. It was flirty and fun. The ending comes and they pose, they then see me and come up and hug me. I hug them then walk into the room. "We have two routine. A flirty one and a older-sort of one to show what we do in the older groups" James says. I nod my head and put my bag down. On the way home from town I had texted James that I was doing the duet with Sam and he didn't seem to care. He was just so excited for tomorrow and caught up in the dances he had helped make. 

"Ok. Let's see them" I say and sit down. James puts the music on and one of the girls starts to sing. It was the nut bush. 

"This one is for the older audience" he says and sits down and watches with us. 

They finish and I clap. I try to adjust my weight to stand up and smile. It was so great and I looked how they changed it up from the original version.  

"That's great can I see the trio as well. So can the three girls in the trio stay the others can leave" I say sit down. The three girls stay and James puts the music on. "There like the three cheerleader on glee. There inseparable" I whisper to  Sam who nods his head and watches the dance. 

After the dance me and Sam have the studio to ourselves and we just play around with a routine we found on YouTube. It was too late to make up a new routine and just changed a few skills I couldn't do. 

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We get home and we sit on the couch. Winnie, her husband and kids were spending the night so the house was crowded good thing it was a big house. Sam for the last couple of nights he had been staying in Winnie's old room but tonight he had to sleep on the couch. Mama wouldn't let him in my room.

He grabs my hand and smiles. "I can't wait until we have our own little family" he says. I look up and smile at him. He moves in for a kiss but is interrupted by Winnie as she walks in to the lounge room to get to the kitchen. I move away and grab some pop corn from the bowl. 

"Was I interrupting something?" she asks smiling. 

"No" I say and go to stand up. "I should get to bed" I say and stand up. Winnie looks at me weird, like she was going to ask my something. I just shake it off and stroke Sam's shoulder as I walk off.

"Yeah. I should get my bed ready" he says and stands up. I walk off and sit in bed. 

I finally fall asleep and all I can picture is my aunt yelling at me after I had the baby. I had decided to keep it and she was just tell me what I was doing wrong. I shake my head and scream in anger. Sam rushes in and turns on my light I wake up from the light and see him standing there.

"Bad dream" he says sitting down on my bed. I nod and sit up. 

"My aunt just got to my head." I reply and look at him. We were in complete silence but it felt like I didn't need to tell him anything, he just knew.

"Are you alright now? You should get back to sleep" he says and touches my hand as he stands up. Before he goes to walk away I grab his hand.

"Stay with me?" I ask and move over in the bed, and lift up the sheets. He nods and slides in next to me. He pulls the sheets over him and I roll onto him and rest my head on his chest.