Chapter 12

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After Mrs Thompson had made us some Macaroni and Cheese, we went through a corridor from the kitchen to Cerys’ room. It was a turquoise-painted room with a cirucular bed focal pointing the gigantic room she had. I thought that it was the main bedroom because she also had space for two grey velvet chesterfield couches, an average sized closet and a small bathroom. Cerys slumped on one of the couches, her body hopeless. Everybody sat themselves on the couches making themselves comfortable.

Lars broke the ice, “Cerys? What exactly did you and your mom plan to do next?”

She didn’t flinch or anything in that matter, in fact Blake had to nudge her to bring her back to reality. Then, she gently moved her head in direction to Lars and answered, “Who knows? I don’t even know what I’m going to do with my life now! I wanted to go to college - I can say bye to that. Thanks by the way.” She motioned the words to Lars but they were to Blake, too. You could feel her frustrations everywhere.

“Thanks? I recall being with you when it all happened, Cerys. How’s it my fault? We’ll get through this – I know we will,” He took her feminine hand into his and kissed it although, it didn’t make her smile this time.

“Yeah, it’s just a baby. No big deal,” Lars murmured with sarcasm on high point. I nudged him in the ribs – it wasn’t the time to be sarcastic.

“How are you feeling though? Why didn’t you call any of us, Cerys? You know we’re here for you,” Sapphire stated it obliviously.

“I’ve been better, I guess. I didn’t call any of you because I didn’t even know what was wrong with me. You all have your own stuff to get on with – I’m okay though. Mom was really supportive and we kind of processed everything together, you know? She took it on a bad note but now she’s cool with it, and just wants me to be healthy. We talked and she’d be willing to take care of the baby and I’ll go to community college,” she sighed hopelessly.

Although how much she felt like she had a chance in her life, she said her words with such hopelesness that it just sounded sad – it was sad.

Blake blinked twice while he tried processing it all in but it seemed like it failed, again.

“Wait, what? Community College? You want to go to Princeton or NYU. How am I supposed to go to Yale while you’re here with the baby? I’ll be a dad, how will I be able to even want to leave our beautiful baby?” Blake snapped. I think for a moment there he actually wanted a baby – he had pride of their little human mashup.

“Well, what the hell am I supposed to do? Leave the poor child with my mother? Are you mental, Blake? We’ll talk about that soon, just stop stressing me out even further. Alright? I’m pregnant, I’m supposed to be chilling my stuff out. You’re not helping at that,” She pointed her index finger at him. He exhaled and pulled her in for a hug. We all knew that Blake was the kind of person that would throw away his future for a person that he really loved and that, my friends, is real love. But to think of it, good guys like him have no other option either than just that.

After that was over, we started to update Cerys on what had been going on at school and in town; Mae had become a Mayor trainee, Jayden and I started dating and how my father’s in town. They also told her what happened at Tyler’s house  - the argument between Brooklyn, Sapphire and Lars, and how my father ended up on the Burts’ footstep.

“Gee, are you okay?” Cerys sounded shocked. I nodded but I knew Jayden’s eyes were on me right after I did.  I felt his eyes crawling onto my skin as if his eyes were his fingers brushing my arm back and forth. I didn’t want to share what happened, I didn’t want to get pity treatment.

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