Walk In My Stiletto Shoes!

Chapter Nineteen- Momma Drama!

Jenn :

"Please tell me you didn't do anything." I pleaded to Brooke. She had just told me her and Jeremy have been hanging out a bit.

"No, Jenn. Nothing happened. Even if it did, I'm already pregnant. What's the worse that could happen?"

"Just be careful. He's my brother and I don't trust him, you shouldn't ethier."

"Yeah yeah" I felt like she wasn't understanding where I'm coming from at all.

"So how's our baby boy?" I asked changing the subject.

Brooke went silent for a few moments.

"Brooke?"

"Most amazing feeling ever! The baby is kicking!"

"Oh my god! I'll be right there."

I hung up the phone and rushed over to her house. I was stopped in the driveway as Jeremy pulled in.

"Jenn, we need to talk." He said in a brotherly tone.

"Not right now, the baby is kicking!"

Before I knew it I was at Brooke's house with my hand on her stomach.

"He hasn't been kicking for the past ten minutes." Brooke told me. This sucked. I'm never going to feel him kick.

"My baby don't like me." I frowned.

Lately I've been convincing everyone that I was the baby daddy. It kept a smile on Brooke's face which made me happy. I'm the one that's been around the most anyways.

"I'm thirsty." Brooke stated and we headed for Tim Hortons.

We decided to just go threw drive thru cause the line up was shorter and Brooke forgot her phone at home.  My phone went off as we pulled into the driveway.

"Dear my lovely sister, thank you for telling me how you felt. I'm sorry I have been ruining your life and stealing all the attention that I know you needed. Just know that I am trying to change. I never want to end up back in jail. I want to be in your life more and hang out with you more. I really hope you will forgive me and we can start having a brother-sister relationship. Love you."

I read the message out loud to Brooke before I replied.

"Love you too brother."

I'm not sure if I'm ready to make nice yet, but he makes Brooke happy so I'm willing to work on things.

Brooke:

I let Jenn paint the baby's room for me. Considering how I'm pregnant and can't be around it. There's still more to be done but it looks prdtty good already. The walls are painted brown, with green trim. She's going to do the truck boarder and Chev symbol tomorrow when the paint Drys. The painting being down is a big step. This meant I can finally start decorating.

I was brought back to reality when there was a knock at my door. I wasn't sure who it was, my aunt, uncle, Jenn , Jeremy and Dylan usually just walk in. I got up off my couch and was in shock when I opened the door for my mother.

"Wow look at you TRYING to act all grown up witj your own house." Was the first thing she said.

"What are you doing here? How did you know where I live?"

"Drake told me. Show me around."

"What do you want Nina?" I asked in an annoyed tone. It sorta bothered me that she was here, and that she didn't ask about the baby. I mean, by the size of me there's no way you can't tell.

"I need a place to stay for a few days. James and I are on break so I left."

"You left and let him have the house? Are you completely stupid?!"

"Well Brooke his kids live there too, and our grand daughter. I couldn't just make them all leave."

"Yet you had no problem kicking your own child and real grandson out?!" What she jyst said really hurt me. I could feel myself vibrating from anger and hurt.

"I am your mother, you owe me your life surely you can let me stay a few nights."

"No, your not my mother. After what you put me threw I want nothing to do with you. I thought I made that clear.What I want is for you to leave." I was crying at this point. Then she lost it and went crazy. She threw the picture I had on the island of my aunt and I and it shattered on the floor.

"What is your problem?!" She yelled at me while shaking me.

"Get your hands off me! I'm pregnant you know!" But she didn't listen. Her grip tightened on me. Was she trying to kill the baby?

Just then Jeremy came threw the door and pulled my mother off me.  He asked her to leave and when she refused he called the cops. I ran upstairs and hid in my bedroom. Why couldn't she just leave me alone? I left my father's house for her.

I was upstairs for an hour before Jeremy was standing in my doorway.

"The cops want to talk to you."

"Great." I sighed as I shifted around on my bed.

"I told them it would be best if they just called you later." He walked over to the bed and sat down beside me as he put his hand on my stomach.

"He hasn't moved since I came up here." I said with tears in my eyes. Jeremy looked at me in shock.

"Is he okay?"

"Jeremy he hasn't moved in over an hour!"

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A/N:

I got bored so I decided to make a quick update. There is only a few chapters left to this book, but don't worry. There will be a book two.

So will the baby live? Or is Brooke miscarrying? Stay tuned! :)