Daughter of the Guitarist

Chapter 32

I was happy when Friday finally got here I was so exhausted from not sleeping; I was still crying myself to sleep and Brian was still with Monica and not talking to me. He has not even said a word to me unless he had to and that was only once or twice so far.

I could not take it anymore I needed to tell my parents I was pregnant with Brian's baby; but I did not know how. How do you tell your parents that your rockstar boyfriend got you pregnant after he was not to have sex with her? I knew they would probably kill him and I did not want him out of the band. I knew one thing for sure, I wanted to be with him again, I wanted him to be there for me so badly it was killing me.

After school I went to my room and lay on my bed fighting the tears that I could feel burning in my eyes. I just wanted to stop crying over him already, he had moved on why couldn't I?

Dad knocked on the door before stepping inside. "Hey kiddo, can we talk?"

"Sure," I said moving over so my dad could sit down.

"I don't know how to tell you this or how you're gonna react." Dad said.

"Huh?" I asked confused,"Just tell me, dad."

"You know that your mom and I haven't been getting along so well anymore," dad said, "she has decided to go stay with her sister in Sacramento."

"What about me?" I asked, "I don't wanna move schools, I have a best friend that I don't wanna have to leave. I'm finally happy somewhere, I finally have a home and a school that I love."

"That was another thing," dad said, "we were gonna let you choose who you wanted to stay with."

"I love Mom," I said, "but I've always felt closer to you."

"I told your mom that too. It was her idea to let you decide if you wanted to go with her or stay with me."

"I wanna stay with you." I said smiling.

Dad nodded, kissed my forehead, and walked out closing my door behind him.

After that there was no way I could tell him I was pregnant. There goes my chance; I decided to wait a few more days and then I would drop the bomb on him. The worse thing he could do is get mad and yell at me, or kick Brian out of the band. I knew he could not do that because, only Matt had the say in that.

I decided not to worry about it as I started crying. I missed Brian more than I had ever missed anyone in my entire life. I just kept asking myself why; why would he do this to me? Why did he not believe me, or think it was someone else who got me pregnant?

I looked at my stomach, trying to imagine a little baby in there growing and developing slowly everyday. Was it a boy or a girl? I hoped it was a girl but I knew I would be happy either way and love them unconditionally for the rest of my life; for eternity. It was my baby; I was nervous as hell but happy too, I was going to have a baby.