Raising Ema-Lyn

Chapter 7 - "I was the happiest girl in the world, because I knew it was yours."

***Okay. So this is A LOT later then I had planned. The holidays kept me VERYYYYYYYYYY busy. So here is this chapter and I will get another one up ASAP. I just have to finish writing it. So hope you like it! Let me know.***

The visit went a lot smoother than I expected. Ma made the egg casserole that she knew I absolutely loved for dinner. She made it a little early so I could stay and eat since I told Kimi I would be home by six. I helped her make dinner while Zoey and Alijah kept Ema occupied. Brad scowled at me and Ashley glared the entire time. When they weren’t, they were eating each other’s faces’ off. Doug shot them with the pellet gun multiple times. Mostly Brad after he saw me look away whenever I would catch sight of them mackin’. I couldn’t help but smile when I caught Doug’s eyes after each time.

As we ate Ma caught me up on everything that went on during the week. What she didn’t tell me on Facebook anyway. She tired her hardest not to refer to Brad and I together, but sometimes it slipped. I never got mad at her. I thought it was understandable. I mean we dated for just over six years.

She was surprised we never got married. We acted like we were from day one. It was awkward enough that Ema was born on the day that would have been our seven-year, but what was even stranger; she was born at the exact time he asked me out.

She doesn’t know what Brad’s done to me. I pray everyday that neither her nor Doug will find out. Robert has begged me to tell them, but every time, I’ve refused. There is no denying the fact that I’m still in love with Brad. I don’t want him to go to jail. I will never get back with him, but I’m still hanging on to that glimmer of hope that he’ll realize how bad he messed up and accepts that he’s Ema’s dad. I can’t change that her father won’t be around, but I refuse to let her have the same childhood as I did. I grew up trusting no one. Only person I’ve ever really trusted fully isDrew. Everyone else that I’ve ever let in just hurt me in the end.

“Dani?” Anita asked me, bringing me out of my thoughts.

“Hmm?” I mumbled.

“I asked you how Kimi was doing.”

“Oh. She’s doing better. She’s in counseling three times a week instead of two now.”

“Well we haven’t seen her in a while. You should bring her next time.”

“I will,” I smiled.

“So,” she dragged out the word. I looked at her confused and she smirked.

“How are you and Drew? Heard you had an interesting night the other night.”

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Brad tense, which made Ashley scowl. I stared at her dumbfounded.

“What-? How-? Where-? How did you-?” I stuttered.

“I ran into Stephanie at Wal-Mart,” she answered, taking a sip of her coffee.

My face paled. How much did Stephanie tell her? I told Stephanie everything the day after it happened. I didn’t want Ma knowing though. She didn’t like Chelsie because she brought boyfriends over all the time while she was dropping off Alijah. I didn’t want to have the same problems.

“So when do we get to meet him?” she asked.

“Ummm..” I started, not sure what to say.

“Probably never. She can’t keep a guy around for long. All they want is the sex,” Ashley sneered.

“That’s funny,” I smirked. “Brad and I were together for almost six years, and believe me, it wasn’t the sex that was keeping me with him.”