They Don't Need to Understand

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We finally arrived at Alex's parents' house. I was happy to be here. Alex's parents have always been so loving and supportive. I met them the first year I became friends with Alex because I spent Christmas with them. My parents went to Australia every year for Christmas and usually I'd be spending it at Andy's house, but after our fall out... I had no place to go. Alex, who I became best friends with instantly, insisted that I'd come home with him to Baltimore. He made many supporting points to persuade me.

1. He just broke up with his girlfriend and didn't want to be dateless.

2. His parents make the "best apple pie on the planet!" as he insisted.

3. What else was I gonna do for Christmas?

And I had to agree with the last point. So we booked a flight, and the next thing I know I'm sitting on Alex's lap and his whole family was singing Christmas carols around the fireplace as we all sipped on eggnog. That Christmas was also the first series of sleep overs between Alex and me. We got really close that December, and when we got back to LA, people thought we were a 'thing'. It sounded like ridiculous high school drama to Alex and me at the time, but looking back now I get it. We spent all our time together, completely inseparable. 

"So, how was your flight dear?" Isobel asked me.

"It was great, Alex slept for most of it and I watched a couple films." I stated.

"Look at that belly of yours!" Peter said with pure excitement. "I knew that you two kids would finally come to your senses and get married. Sure, your mother and I aren't thrilled that we weren't invited to the wedding, but-" Alex cut him off.

"We're not married dad." Alex stated.

"Why not?" Isobel asked.

"Yes, why not? If I wasn't married to your mother and twenty five years younger I would have proposed to Jessica the minute I saw her." Peter stated, causing Isobel to hit her husband in the arm.

"Gross dad... We're together, but we're not getting married, yet that is." Alex stated.

"And do you agree with this Jessica?" Isobel asked me.

And I honestly didn't know what to say. Of course I don't agree with it! I want to be married to Alex, he's the love of my life. But I wasn't about to leave him to be thrown to the wolves.

"Honestly? I think it's better if we wait... besides, I don't want a baby bump in our wedding pictures. Did you guys honestly think we'd get married without you two there?" I asked, which made both their expressions soften.

My phone started to ring, I looked down at the caller ID and it was my mum. I got up from the kitchen table, "Excuse me, it's my mum." I walked out to the porch and answered the call.

"Hello Jessica, your father and I have some news that might upset you." She started.

"What is it mum?" I asked.

"We will not be making it out to Baltimore this week... I'm sorry dear." She said.

"It's fine... I'm just pregnant and unwed and you know what? You will never meet my child! Not allowed. You always do this mother, break off plans whenever you damn well feel like it, and I'm not gonna let my child become upset by that." I said and hung up the phone before I could get a reply. Tears rushed down my face, damn hormones. I just needed to take a second to breathe. I wiped the tears off my face and started to calm down. I sat down on the bench and took slow, deep breaths. Alex walked out onto the porch.

"You okay?" He asked and sat down next to me.

"Currently, no. But I will be... My parents aren't coming down this week and I kind of told them that they don't get to meet our baby, ever. The hormones are really fucking me up, pardon my language." I said.

"That's okay. What did they say after that?" He asked.

I chuckled a bit, "I hung up before they could utter a word."

"I think it's better this way... your parents were only going to try to force us to do what we aren't ready for anyways. They were never going to understand, which is fine because they don't need to understand."

"Did you just quote Andy's song to me?" I asked.

"Maybe... that song's really catchy."

I laughed and we headed back inside.

So I've made a decision, but not the decision you might be thinking of. I'm not sure what to name this baby and I can tell how many people view each chapter. So until I hear from you what to name this soon to be little girl, I'm stopping. There will not be any updates until I get word from you, the audience. This book is for your entertainment, that's what motivates me to write this story, but if I don't hear anything from you guys, I'm putting this book on hold.

However, I will be updating my other story: "Her Name Was Summer".

The fate of this story lies in your hands...

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