A Perfect Mistake

Chapter 9

"Guys, are you mad at me?" I ask pitifully, still crying.

Mom and Dad exchange glances and they sigh heavily.

"Well," Mom says, sounding uncertain. "I'm certainly disappointed, but I suppose I'm not mad..." 

I half smile. "That's...umm...good, I think?"

Mom walks to me, cuts in front of Eva, and holds my hand tightly. 

"Daddy?" I look at him, my eyes overflowing with tears.

"I'm pissed off." Dad confesses. "That being said, I still love you and I'll always be there for you. You're my daughter, after all."

My half smile widens into a full smile. "Thanks, Dad."

Dad walks to me, stands by me on the other side of the bed, and holds my hand.

It feels great to be sitting between my mom and dad. I feel loved and protected. I'm so, so lucky to have such great parents.

"So how far along am I?" I ask.

"The doctor says you're 6 weeks pregnant." Dylan, Eva's and Mitchell's dad, informs me.

"That's 1 and a 1/2 months already." Gina, Eva's and Mitchell's mom, comments in awe.

I shake my head. I'm still in shock but because of the large support system I have (Mom, Dad, Eva, Mitchell, and their mom and dad), I know that I can somehow pull off my pregnancy.

"Thanks, guys, so much for supporting me." I thank everyone. I finally stop crying now. "I'm so blessed to have y'all."

"NO PROBLEM!" Everyone shouts all at once.

I look at Eva and ask, "Eva, are you mad at me?"

Eva takes a deep breath and replies, "No. I'm not. I know you and Mitchell didn't plan for this to happen. It was a mistake and I forgive both of you for making that mistake." 

"Aww, I love you, best friend." I declare, holding out my arms, waiting for her to hug me.

"Love you too, best friend." Eva says, laughing as she hugs me.

We split up. 

"How do you feel about being a dad at 18?" I ask Mitchell.

Mitchell sighs. "I don't even know. I'm just shocked."

I chuckle. "Same. But it'll be all right at the end."

"It's all right now." Mitchell says, chuckling.

Yeah. Everything will be all right.