A Player's Responsibility

Sally's view Chapter 8 part 6

I was sixteen years old and pregnant. I ironic I used to scrutinised and judge the girl on the show sixteen and pregnant, now I am eligible to be on the show. I opened my eyes fully. I was craving Cake. Good thing today there will be lots of cake. Josh came in with bacon, egg and toasted bread on a tray. 'Morning Fiancé' i frowned 'you know I'm shy, you can't be doing all these lovey, dovey stuff' he dropped the tray on the bed. 'You know you love it. By the way, when do can we sleep together again, I mean you're already pregnant'. I laughed 'you're a funny one. We can sleep together again after we get married. If it helps I'm dying for you as well'. His face changed. 'Look is your birthday a day of celebration; it's not the baby birthday yet. So we are celebrating you okay'. I nodded solemnly 'I totally agree. By the way I want cake for breakfast, a big fat cake'. He rolled his eyes 'Are you seriously, cake for breakfast'. I nodded 'chocolate and vanilla' he got up from the bed and took the tray 'chocolate cake it is then'. I frowned; you don't have to take the tray. 'Okay, just go easy on all the food'. I screwed him 'I'm pregnant'. He nodded and kissed me on the forehead and left.

I got dressed in a maternity blue dress and went downstairs. The living room was filled with happy birthday balloons, there was the smell of food, chicken, rice, macaroni and cheese and spaghetti. Most importantly there was a big chocolate cake on the table in the living room. Everyone, Anna, Chloe, Michael and my grandmother was there, but my dad wasn't. 'Happy birthday!' the all screamed at me. We eat and eat and had fun, there was music playing, but I was too exhausted to dance. I went outside feeling exhausted and bloated after eating so much food. Was this going to be the last time I was so happy? Chloe came out and sat down next to me on the porch 'Hey there sixteen year old. How does it feel to be sixteen pregnant and getting married?' she asked. I smiled 'Fantastic'. She gave me a hug. 'You must be so scared right now' I nodded. 'I want you to write my story'. She looked at me 'What!' I rolled my eyes she finds it difficult to get straightforward things sometimes. 'Tell my story. I don't want to be just another person who dies and no one even knew or cared about them. I wanted to make an impact when I was alive. And this might be the only way to do it'. Chloe looked at me funny 'But you'll be fine, you will get to tell your story yourself' she said a hint of sadness in her voice. I strengthened myself so I didn't cry. 'Of course I will be fine, but I want to get started, I want everyone to know about this exciting time in my life'. He hugged me again. 'I would love to write your story. I was glad to be a part of it. My only regret is that I wish I had known you sooner; you're such an amazing person, so strong and brave'. I laughed 'I'm a wuss and you know it anything I learnt about confident I learnt from you'. Chloe laughed 'Yeah right. Come on, let's get back to the fun and guess what were going baby shopping today, were going to buy cute baby clothes for a boy and girls nice you didn't want to know your babies gender'. I opened the door to the house 'That sounds amazing. This is going o be a fun day'.

We were in the living room and I was eating another round of spaghetti bolognaise. Don't judge me. 'What are you going the name the baby' Ann asked. Josh shrugged 'me and sally can't think of any name' Chloe brightened 'what about Sarah or Chloe'. Josh and I laughed 'we'll think about that Chloe' he said sarcastically. He looked at me for a second and winked I knew that the thing I'll miss most in this world, if I indeed die was him.