Chapter 22: The Song Bird. HOUR 8.

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-Holly- 

I had totally lost track of time, I didn’t realize that I spent almost seven hours talking with Jesse. I learned so much about him, I know his name is Jesse Davidson, he’s seventeen. He is from Jackson, Mississippi but moved to Kearny when he was fourteen. He came with his mom, step dad and eight step siblings. He’s an Ares, born March 24th. He’s in the hospital because his friends and him decided that they wanted to go mattress surfing. And his friend was flung off the mattress and broke his arm. But that’s not the point; I’m here for Wren not to meet amazingly stupid but academically smart guys. They probably think I’m dead. I whisked myself away to Wren’s room and smiled at her happily. She looked like she was in so much discomfort. I felt so bad for her. Mikey looked even more exhausted than he did that one time at camp. I watched as she smiled up at me.

“Hey, look who finally showed up. We were about to call the cops to report a missing persons.” Wren’s sense of humour wasn’t lacking even though I could see right through her smile. But for her sake I smiled and giggled at her. I wonder what I missed since I left. I watched Wren blush and smile.

“Holly, you have a visitor.” She uttered softly. I smiled at her confusedly. My gaze ran to the door to see Jesse standing there with a smug expression. I skipped over to him and tried to contain my giggles.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” I asked politely. He smiled a very toothy grin. I got butterflies in my stomach as I was passed a napkin that was folded in half.

“You forgot something.” He said sweetly before going back to his friends’ side. I couldn’t help but giggle my way back to the empty seat. The napkin still in hand. Wren smiled at me as I revealed seven numbers on that napkin. I got his phone number! I felt like I was on top of the world. I wonder what everyone else is doing. But just as soon as my happiness got here, it was gone again. I felt my heart stop as I caught the sight of my mom coming into Wren’s hospital room. Mikey’s gaze sharpened. I stood up and led her back to the waiting room. Not that we have privacy anyways. Wonderful, what else could go wrong today?

“Holly, now I know I haven’t been with you for the last while but I want to patch things up with you.” She announced. I felt the anger inside of me escalate as she went on about how sorry she was and how it wasn’t her fault but my own. She is full of bull shit. Yeah I did get pregnant at an early age but that’s no excuse to kick me out of the house and not talk to me for almost eight months. I knew something was wrong, I could feel it in my bones. There was this pain that I couldn’t describe; nothing prepared me for what happened next. My mom’s eye brows were pulled together in confused.

“Holly, what do you have to say for yourself?” She asked softly but firmly. I felt my jaw hang down a little as I felt it. Warm water gush down my legs.

“I think my water just broke.” Wonderful. Just freaking wonderful.

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