Pregnant at Sixteen

Parents

After that whole dramatic stunt Xander pulled, I went home because I felt sick to my stomach.

"Mom! I'm home!" I yelled, walking inside my home. My mother came running down the stairs to give me hug.

"Why are you home so early?" she asked while hugging me tightly. "Are you okay? Is there something wrong?"

I chuckled softly, weakly smiling at her. "Yeah, I'm fine, mom."

"Alright..but do you need anything?" she asked softly, placing her hand against my forehead. "Oh honey, you feel warm. Are you getting a fever?"

"I just need to relax," I answered, walking to the couch.

"Alright, I'm here if you want anything though, okay?"

"Thanks mom."

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"Mama" a baby voice spoke. I look down at the ground and find a little girl staring up at me with bright green eyes.

"Hello beautiful," I bent down to the little girls level. Her hair was a dark brown and she looked like a girl version of Xander.

"You're pretty, mama," she smiled, playing with my chocolate brown hair.

"Mama?" I questioned.

"Yeah mama," she giggled, jumping up and down.

"What's your name?" I ask softly, giving the little girl a smile.

"I can't tell you!" she answered, dancing in a circle. I laughed at her having fun. She is adorable. "Dada went to the stwore!"

"Dada?"

"YEAH!" she giggled again, sitting on the floor with a grin on her adorable face.

"I'm back!" a male voice called from the front door. I turned to see Xander standing there with grocery bags. I gasped, and stood up looking at him surprised. He walked up to me and kissed my cheek. "I missed you, baby."

"What the hell," I muttered, as he hugged me tightly.

"Dada!" the girl grinned, joining our hug. Xander picked her up and kissed her cheek.

"I missed you princess," he smiled, "even though I was only gone for 20 minutes."

"I need to sleep," I told them, while pinching my arm. I laid down on the couch and closed my eyes.

~~~

I woke up gasping for air. What the hell was that! My heart was pounding and my forehead was sweating.

That was the weirdest dream I ever had, and trust me I had a dream of me rolling down a hill in a pumpkin.

I heard the front door slam and loud footsteps walking around the corner.

"MYRA!" My dad yelled, seeing me on the couch. "LAUREN!"

I looked at my dad confused. What does he want? My mother came running down and looked at him just as confused as me.

"What?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"Tell me why your school called me saying students are saying you are pregnant?" he asked me. My eyes widened and I looked at him and my mom.

"What?!" my mom bursted out laughing. "Is this a joke? My daughter isn't pregnant! She's only sixteen!"

"Is it true, Myra?" my dad asked me quietly.

"Which part..?" I bit my lip.

"Are you pregnant?"

"It was an accident! I didn't mean for it happen! I was drunk and I'm sorry!" I cried, falling to my knees.

"YOU ARE GROUNDED FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!" My dad roared, storming upstairs. I cried into my hands and kept sitting there.

"I'm sorry I'm a disappointment," I whispered.

"Aw honey," my mom kneeled down beside me. I felt her arms embrace me in a hug and I felt safe.

"I'm sorry mom," I mumbled, while hugging her back.

"Accidents happen baby," she kissed the top of my head. "And yes, it's a big deal and it's sad to hear, but we are still here for you."

"Thank you," I sobbed, hugging her tighter. "I didn't mean for this to happen at all.."

"I know.." she whispered, "I'll tell you a story tomorrow, but I think you need to rest for a bit longer."

"Okay.." I sniffled. "I love you."

"I love you too."