Building A Bridge

Why is it that truth hurts?

“The reason I talk to myself is because I’m the only one whose

 answers I accept.”

                        -Anonymous 

            Several weeks later early in the morning before the sun was up I sat on my roof looking over the town.  I am now six months along and I am getting used to the fact that I am going to be a mother.  I sat back and watched the world come to life, birds flying by and the neighborhood waking up.  I decided that today I would tell my mother that the baby was Seth’s.  I’m not sure when or how, but I’m going to do it.  Getting up I decided to get ready for the day and about an hour later I was ready for anything the day managed to throw at me.  I descended the stairs into the living room.  I saw my mom sitting on the couch reading.  This was it, I thought as I sat down beside her. 

“Hey mom, can we talk?” I said. 

“Okay,” she said putting down the book she was reading. 

“Well, you know I’m pregnant,” I said.  “Well duh, you know I’m pregnant.” I muttered nervously to myself.  “The baby’s daddy is Seth’s,” I said looking down. 

She took a sharp intake of breath.  “If you are going to blame Seth for your mistakes you can no longer live in this house.” she said calmly, much more calmly then I expected.  Hot tears welled up in my eyes as I looked up at her.  Without a second thought I got up and ran into my room.  I collapsed in the middle of the floor in a sobbing heap.  Hot, salty tears streamed down my face as I cried.  When I had cried all I could cry I called Rose and asked if we could meet at Starbucks.  When I arrived at the coffee shop Rose was seated at a table in the back.  Rose listened sympathetically as I poured out my heart to her, telling her everything that had taken place.  Rose then made some phone calls and confirmed that I could move in with her. 

~*~

            The next day I found myself sitting in the movies with Eli, we had become close over the past few months.  He has been a really good friend, he promised to help me move to Roses house later today.  When the movie ended we headed out of the theater.

 “Did you like the movie?” I asked as we walked to his car.

  “Yeah it was really good.” he replied as he got into the car.  It was almost 5 o’clock that evening when Eli, Rose and I collapsed on the bed in my new room.

 “Well that was fun.” I said sarcastically, my head resting on Rose’s stomach.  They both made unpleasant grunts and I just laughed.