I'm two months pregnant. I have had a little morning sickness but no really bad stomach pains. I barely have a baby bump. It just looks like I ate too many cookies and I'm getting a pudge.
"But mom! I know that I'm grounded but I need to see Dean.." I've been whining for an hour.
"You know the rules, Aubrianna." She replies, rather bluntly. She was fixing supper. She had green peppers, red peppers, yellow peppers, and chicken in a pan. It smelled amazing, my mom was a great cook.
"I know. I know. But, you don't understand, he hasn't returned my calls or texts. HE'S THE FATHER OF MY BABY!" I yelled the last part. I have lost my patience.
"You have thirty minutes. Don't tell your father. If you're not back in thirty minutes you will not see Dean at all. Got it?" She demanded.
"Thank you so much." I hugged her and kissed her cheek. "I promise I'll be back for supper. I love you." I said as I started walking toward the door and grabbing my keys.
"Love you!" My mom yelled out before I closed the door behind me.
On my way out, I slipped and fell on my butt. Groaning, I pushed myself up, only worried about my baby. I got to my car and slowly sat down. I probably bruised my tailbone. Turning the key and hearing my car roar to life, I turned around in our circle driveway and sped off.
I reached Dean's house with 23 minutes to spare. I unlocked the door with my key, hoping to not alarm Victoria or Alisha. I opened the door and peeked my head in the door, looking around. After seeing no one I walked inside and walked to Dean's room.
Opening his door I started saying, "Hey baby, I just wa-" I stopped in my sentence by the sight that I was seeing. "DEAN GREGORY REYNOLDS! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!" I was beyond furious and tears were starting to blur my vision. Dean was in his room, making out with some red head. I'm sure that they were hoping to get farther but I ruined all the fun. Dean threw her off of him and jumped up, walking over to me. I couldn't take this anymore so I walked out and went to their living room, sitting on their blue couch. Dean rushed out of his room, tripping over his feet and landing on the brown carpet. I tried not to laugh so I layed down and put my arms over my face. I felt Dean pick my legs up and then the couch dipped, he then layed my legs on his lap. He took my gray moccasins off and started rubbing my feet. I loved how sweet he was being but I was supposed to be mad right now. He started tickling my feet, which made me giggle. I sat up and looked him dead in the eyes, "Why?" I asked, hurt lacing my voice.
"My guy brain took control." I don't really think even he knows.
"So are we not on for tonight?" The red head asked.
"No, Gwinn. We're through!" He said and she started walking for the door.
"Wait! Can I ask you something?" I asked.
"I guess.." She said and walked by the coffee table.
"How mang times have you and Dean hooked up?" I asked, smirking at Dean.
"Umm. For about a month and a half, I think." She said running her fingers across the coffee table.
"Thank you for telling me." I said and she nodded, walking towards the door and opening it. "Oh and I'm two months pregnant with Dean's baby." I added.
She turned around shocked and just stood there staring at Dean. "What's wrong with you? You're a father!" She finally spoke up. I smiled watching him get scolded.
She turned around and walked out, slamming the door behind her.
"You're a jerk. I'm pregnant with YOUR baby. YOUR BABY, DEAN! Gah! You make me so mad. You don't understand, you're just a cheater!" I stood up and slipped my shoes back on and walked to the door, adding. "We're through!" I walked out and slammed the door. Huffing to the car I got in still being careful because of my tailbone. Pulling out of his driveway I drove to my house.
Walking into the house, I put my keys on the table beside the door.
"Hi honey." My mom greeted me and I walked right past her.
"I'm going to bed. I'm not hungry anymore." I started walking up the stairs. "Oh and Dean and I broke up!" I yelled to her. Once I was up in my purple room I layed on my bed and put a pillow over my face, muffling my angered screams.
I don't deserve this. The baby doesn't deserve this.
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So does anyone understand the chapter's name?
I'm going to enjoy writing this much more once the baby is here.
I already know what gender the baby will be and the name. Still deciding on the baby's middle name and the last name. Will it be Parker or Reynolds since they broke up? Will Dean still be in the baby's life?
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17 and Pregnant
Teen FictionAubrianna Louise Morgan Parker is your typical 17 year old teenager. She has the boyfriend, the friends, and the popularity. She was defiantly not any cheerleader but she was well liked by everyone. She plans on going to college to be a physical tra...