Little Moments

Chapter Eleven

Just waking up I looked at my phone. The text was still there. It wasn’t a dream. I flew my legs out of bed and sat up. I pulled my hair up in a messy bun. I glanced at myself in the mirror. I was so tired last night that once I got home I just threw on a big t-shirt and plaid pajamas shorts and hopped in bed.

    I dialed McKenna’s number. I needed to know what was going on.

    “Hello?” I heard McKenna’s voice say.

    “So you finally pick up?” I muttered.

    “Way to greet your best friend that you haven’t seen since the last day of school!” she shot back.

    “Now I’m the one being the bad friend?” I shouted, “I have called, texted, DMed you more times than I can remember and when I finally get a text back from you, you tell me you’re pregnant?” I was furious.

    “Well, I’m sorry that I didn’t leave my best friend!”

    “That has nothing to do with this and I didn’t have a choice!”
    “I thought you would be happy for me!” she yelled, “Instead you’re yelling at me!”

    “I’m sorry,” I gulped. I did start of the conversation a little too rude. I need to stay calm.

    “You’re seventeen,” I said quietly, “You had so many opportunities and now you can’t do some of these things because you will have a child.”

    “So, why would you care?” I was taken back by this remark.

    “What do your parents think?”

    “They’re mad, but they’ll get over it. They gave me an entire lecture about what I’ve done wrong and what I’ll miss out on. They’re pretty disappointed in me.” She didn’t sound the least bit bothered by this.

    “Well aren’t you going to tell me?” I asked.

    “Tell you what?”
    “Who is the father of this child?”

    “Oh..” she got quiet.

    “What’s wrong?”

    “Nothing.”

    “Then why won’t you tell me?” we have never gotten in a fight before.

    “Cole,” she replied quietly.

    “Cole Switzer?” I asked a lump in my throat.

    “Yes,” she got quiet again.

    “How long ago was this?” I wiped a tear from my eye.

    “Well, I’ve been pregnant for six months now.”

    I about dropped my phone. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.” more tears rushed down my face. McKenna was silent and I knew she was telling the truth.

    “How did you cover this up?”

    “Noticed how I wore baggy clothes and things that were too big. I missed school a lot for doctor appointments and when I didn’t feel well enough. I’m small and so is the baby. It was hard to tell. I told everyone I was putting on some weight when rumors started flowing.”

    “Why didn’t you tell me?” my voice sounded shaky.

    “I wanted to make sure.”

    “Well ya, maybe for the first weeks, but six months?” I was yelling again.

    “I didn’t tell you because I knew this would happen!”