Why I Did It (Lauren/You)

Reason Number Ten: My Parents

How can I tell my parents that I'm pregnant? I haven't even graduated high school yet. My dad always wanted me to go college. And even if I don't want to go, he was going to force me. So what exactly am going to say?

Daddy was more understanding but he's going to be pissed. I can't tell them I just can't.

I decided to not go to the hotel but go to someone else house. Jeremy's was out of the question. I literally just bolted out his house with no explanation.

I sat outside in my car staring at the house.

2304. That was the address. Maia's address. I shouldn't be here, she hates me. But I need someone who was there for me at one point right?

I got out the car and walked on the porch. I knocked on the door. The door opens revealing an older woman. "Yes, how can I help you?"

"Hi, I was wondering if Maia was home by any chance?" She smiled "she is...are you a friend of hers?"

"I guess you can say that"

"Oh good come inside....you know Maia really don't have many friends you're like the second one I've seen" she chuckles. "Maia Honey you have company!" Her mom yells.

After about 3 minutes Maia comes down the stairs. Her eyes fell on mine. "Hi"

"Hey y/n what are you doing here?" I licked my lip "can we talk it important" she nods. I walked upstairs with her and into her room. She closes her door. "What are you doing here?" She asked bitterly. Way different than how she asked downstairs.

"Like I said I needed to talk to you"

"Y/n I don't want to get back with you-"

"I know but that's not what I want to talk about"

"Then what is it?" She asks "I know you could care less about what's going on in my life but, I don't know who else to turn to. Before all of this, we were friends and you always had the right answer to everything. And I need some advice"

She crosses her arms over her chest. "What is it?"

"I'm pregnant" she chuckles "Do you really expect me to believe that. God y/n-"

"It's true! Look!" I grabbed the pregnancy out my bag and showed her. She glances at me before slowly taking the stick out my hand. "I thought you were a lesbian. Was all that you told me was a lie?!"

I shook my head "it was a one-time thing. I got extremely drunk, and one thing led another" she sits down on her bed. "Who's the dad"

"Austin"

"Austin who?"

"Austin Higson" her eyes widen. "You did not!" I nodded she placed her hand on her forehead. "That's Melissa Ortiz brother." My eyes widen "oh my god"

"But that's ok he has 3 kids and he's pretty rich. He's also a great dad. He'll help you raise the baby"

"Really?"

"Well after he tries to convince you to get an abortion" I felt my eyes beginning to burn. "Hey, Y/n don't cry we're going to figure this out"

I could see the concern written in her face. Does she actually care? Or is she acting like she cares?

I guess I'll find out tomorrow when the whole school starts throwing baby bottles at me.

"Have you told your parents yet?" I shook my head. "I have to tell them...as soon as possible. I know they are going to be pissed but they are the only ones that could help me" she nods.

"Ok, do you want me to come with you to tell them?" I nodded. "Tomorrow morning would be nice I guess" she nods. "What about school?"

"After everything that's going on in my life school isn't one of my main priorities right now"

She grabs my hand. "You can stay the night if you want. We can plan tomorrow"

"Thank you"

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Last night I called both of my dads and arranged a family meeting. We are all going to meet at my dad's house. Since a hotel isn't really good place to meet.

Maia and I were sitting on the couch, she held my hand. "You know you don't have to do this. This was a bad idea"

"Y/n calm down. We're doing this" my dad walked downstairs "ok so what's going on?"

"We're waiting on daddy" I lick my lips. He nods. Not even a second later daddy walked in. They both sat down in front of us.

"What's the news?" They both asked at the same time. "What I am about to tell you is going make you very upset," I say concern took over their faces. "What is it?" Daddy asked.

"You got this" Maia whispers squeezing my hand. "I-I'm" I took a breath "I'm pregnant"

The room fell silent. I handed the stick to them "what the hell!" Dad yells. My heart quicken. "What do you mean you're pregnant. You can't be"

"Well I am and I don't know what to do"

"We raised you to be way more responsible than this! Getting pregnant in high school really!" He yells. Daddy stared down at the stick.

"Is this your way in saying you don't want to go to college?!"

"No! You have to understand this is a mistake. I didn't mean for any of this to happen! Do you think I want a Kid at 17!" I yelled. "You're growing up to be just like your mother god!"  A tear fell down.

"Don't you compare her to her mother!"

I never met my birth mom but apparently, she wasn't good a person. Only thing I know is that she gave me up for adoration because she wasn't well to raise me.

The two started to argue. I sat there quietly letting out small sobs.

"Excuse me!" Maia raised her voice. "I know this is something that you didn't see coming. But reacting like this isn't going to help Y/n. She needs some support from you two!" She says placing a hand on my shoulder. "She didn't want this happen. She wants to go to school. And she wants a career. She can still do that with a baby but she needs your help to do that" I looked at Maia. She smiles at me.

My dad grabs his phone. "Who are you calling?"

"Who are you calling ask?"

"The clinic"

"Why?"

"Because you're getting an abortion!"

My eyes widen. "What! Dad you know I'm against that"

"Do you think I care. I do not want my daughter pregnant at 17!"

"Do I not have a say in this!"

"NO!" I looked over to my daddy. Who sat there quietly "daddy say something. Stop him! We can make this work!"  I sobbed.

"As much as I want you to help you the way you want me to. I agree with him, sweetie. You're too young for a child. This will only get in the way of your future"

"IS THAT ALL YOU GUYS CARE ABOUT?! MY FUTURE?! WHAT ABOUT MY HAPPINESS, I COULD NEVER FORGIVE MYSELF FOR THIS. I CAN'T KILL MY BABY!" I sobbed.

My dad walked out the room. I covered my face with my hands. I felt Maia rubbed my back. "There has to be another way," she says.

"Your appointment is tomorrow at 8:30 so be ready"

"This is for the best sweetie we promise".......