Really?- Teen Pregnancy

Part 6

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“Come on Rilee, I knew this was a bad idea.” Jacob said, pushing me towards the door. I had to stay for a little while though. Right? Just to answer some questions. Then we can move or stay. And maybe I can be happy with my life. I pulled myself out of the way, saying “Wait, babe. Let us explain ourselves first. Then we can leave. Is that okay, Jacob?”  Hopefully he wouldn’t be too mad. Jacob looked pained, but nodded in agreement. Jacob then began to talk. “Okay, so Rilee as you know moved in with me. And we don’t have a spare bedroom, so she stayed with me. Well we’ve been boyfriend and girlfriend since I was like fifth teen and was Rilee was like thirteen. That’s three years. So we thought we were both ready for sex. So we had sex.      Only one time though. And the weeks went by, just like normal. Except Rilee’s stomach was always hurting. And she had morning sickness, and was moody. Like bad moody-” Jacob casted me a sideways glance, a smug smile on his face. “- Anyways, so after like four weeks, I told Rilee, it was the doctor or a pregnancy test. Well, she chose the pregnancy test. So I got three. And they all came back positive. That’s it. Just like every other teen pregnancy. Okay? I don’t want to talk about this. Rilee, let’s go pack. We’re leaving, like now.”  I was blushing, it was so awkward talking about this, it front of my parents and Jacob’s parents. Should we leave? You know, just start a whole new life, a good one. A good life for the baby. The thought of me having a baby was weird, actually. I’m only sixteen. I don’t know what I should do. I followed Jacob to his bedroom, thinking. Jacob grabbed my hand, and looked into my eyes. “I’m so sorry. I really am. I didn’t mean for all this to happen. I didn’t think that you would get pregnant. I think it might be a good idea to leave, start a new life. But if you want to stay here, we can. What do you want to do?” What do I want to do? Did I want to stay here, Mrs. Jones might help me a little with the baby. But if we left, we could start another life, a good life for the baby. I just started to cry. I hugged Jacob and cried. I didn’t know what to do. I had just learned I was having a baby, then I had this moving or staying thing to deal with. I guess it was all too much. Jacob returned the hug, saying “It’s okay. I’m sure of it. I mean, I’m almost 18, and can get a job most minors can’t. I wasn’t going to collage anyways. And with us both saving up money, we can buy a house and supplies for the baby. Let’s just pack up and go, okay?” Okay. I guess we’re leaving.

I stopped crying, and packed up. I sat down to wait on Jacob to pack. Considering I only had a little bag. I could hear mom and dad leaving. Finally! It also was kinda sad, the last time I’ll see my parents in a while. Oh well. I started to get on the laptop, looking at the prices of baby clothes, food, diapers, bottles, cribs, etc. No too much, but you have to buy a lot. And it adds up. I shut Jacob’s laptop, and packed it in my bag. I went to the bathroom, brushing through my hair. “Hey babe…” I felt Jacob’s hands creep around my waist. “Are you ready? I just really want to go.” I asked, turning to face him. He was always so cute. Even when he looked shocked and pained, still adorable. Jacob nodded, took my hands and led me to the living room.