Unexpected.

Chapter nine: two done, one to go.

wI fast forward three weeks, so we can start to get into A'Miyah's terms, and start getting everything into place, the story is starting up very soon, it's going to get a whole lot more interesting. I don't feel like anyone's reading my story, so I feel like I'm writing for nothing, but I love this story and I love writing it so I want to continue to write this story because I have so many ideas. - xo.

"Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated. - Confucius."

Chapter nine:

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September 23rd, 2013. - Monday night.

Three weeks later.

I took in a deep breath blowing it out as I made my way down stairs.

My brothers sweatshirt hung to my body loosely hiding my baby bump that has gotten bigger over the past three weeks.

My current wardrobe included yogas and baggy sweatshirts.

My parents were sitting at the kitchen table with the rest of my family.

Here goes nothing.

I cleared my throat placing my hands behind my back.

Laya looked at me with fear in her eyes, she gulped and nodded at me.

"What's up honey?" My dad said pulling his glasses off.

Everyone's attention was on me, even my four year old brother stopped playing with his cars to look at me.

"I have something I need to tell you."

"Well, go on. What is it?" My mom said smiling at me.

You won't be smiling five seconds from now.

"I'm pregnant." I said closing my eyes.

It was silent, I opened my eyes coming into view with intense stares.

My mouth dropped once they all started laughing, except for Laya.

I unzipped my brothers sweatshirt shrugging it off revealing my baby bump.

My mother gasped her hands instantly finding her mouth.

My older brother Kaiden looked at me wide eyed, while my little brother Haiden told me I got fat.

"What on earth have you done?" My father snapped at me.

"I had sex." I said sarcasm fully intended.

"Oh my god." My mother kept saying over and over again.

"How long have you known A'Miyah?"

"Since September 3rd." I mumbled.

"It's September 23rd." My brother mumbled.

"You've known for almost three weeks and you haven't said a word?"

"Pretty much."

"How far along are you?"

"Almost three months."

"Oh my god." My mother said tears falling from her eyes.

My father couldn't even look me in the eyes.

"I'm just letting you guys know right now, I'm keeping this baby. This is my baby. You guys won't stop me or interfere with my choices on what I do with my child. I'm carrying this baby for nine months, I think it's only fair the father and I get to make the decisions for our baby."