Atlanta City's Bad Girl: The Story of Addison Parker

Chapter 31. Telling The Parent's

Addison's POV

When I walk into the house the next morning my parent's are sitting on the couch talking. 

"Great you're sitting don't move." I tell them as they look back at me when I walk through the front door.

I told Axle that I wanted to tell my parent's by myself, he's going to tell his mom I guess.

I stand in front of them dad shuts the TV off. "What is it Addison?" Dad asks worriedly.

"Promise me that you're going to let me tell you everything before you freak out." I whisper.

Dad and Mom look at each other then back to me confusion and worry written all over their face. "Okay?" Mom asks in confusion.

"Okay first of all let me start off by saying that, Missy's baby is not Axles he got the DNA test last night." I tell them.

They nod in understanding and look like their happy to hear that.

"We're also kinda back together." I whisper.

"That's good baby." Mom beams at me, Dad smiles too.

"Ya know how I said I had the flu?" I ask.

They nod.

"It wasn't the flu." I admit.

"Get on with it Addison." Mom says.

"I'd been throwing up every morning for like the past week." I admit."Yesterday I um missed work too because I had an appointment." 

They stare at me in confusion, tears slowly begin to roll down my face.

"It was an appointment to have an abortion." I whisper.

Mom's eyes get huge and she throws her hand over her mouth looking at me in horror. Dad's eyes are huge too and he gasps. "What?!" He booms.

"Oh my god." Mom whispers in shock.

"Who the hell told you to get an abortion? Did Axle try to force you into this?" Dad asks worriedly.

Wait...what?

"Addi honey you could of come to your father and I, and told us you were pregnant that is a very big decision." Mom whispers as tears roll down her cheeks.

"Axle didn't force me to do anything, he didn't even know. I didn't go through with the abortion I tried but I couldn't. I was so scared of disappointing you guys, of putting another child on Axle I didn't want him to go to jail. You guys were never fond of Axle and I so I thought maybe I should get rid of it so you didn't throw him in jail." I say in a strained pleading voice as tears roll down my face.

"Axle came last night to the abortion clinic, Scarlett told him what I was doing. He came to stop me, he begged me not to do it. So I was considering adoption instead but then Axle didn't want me to do that either. Then he told me the other baby wasn't his, which he said he sort of figured it wasn't. He said he'd take care of the baby and help me." I explain and then shrug.

"I wanna keep it, I do love him it doesn't feel right to kill our baby or to give it to somebody else. He said that he'll pay for day care so I can finish high school too. Please don't press charges against him PLEASE." I beg.

They stare at me in shock neither of them  saying a word.

"Look I get you guy's are worried about him but he is a good person do you think I'd care so much for him if I thought different? He takes care of his crazy drunk mother, his father is a complete asshole and he takes care of his little sister. He pays the bills, the mortgage, the car payments everything that has to count for something and-" Dad cuts me off.

"Okay Addi breath, first of all no we're not throwing Axle in jail because yes he is going to take care of the baby. Your mother and I we don't approve of abortion, it's your baby you are going to take responsibility for it you are NOT going to hand that baby off to some stranger. We like Axle just fine Addison, but you two best get prepared because this it's a big deal. You two should have been more careful." Dad says sternly.

I stare at him in shock, I never knew my parent's were against abortion or adoption. "Daddy we were being careful I'm on birth control it sort of like failed or something." 

Mom laughs. 

"Why is she laughing?" I ask.

"That's how Emmett sort of happened too." Dad admits. "Birth control didn't work for your mother either so you best find a different method." Dad says and laughs.

"Em was an accident?" I ask stunned.

"Yes and no." Mom says. "We agreed to start trying for a baby soon, but your brother just happened before we were trying." She explains.

"What about the rest of us?" I ask.

"The girls were a  surprise." Mom says.

"The boys were sort of like if it happens it happens." Dad shrugs.

"You were definitely intentional." Mom chuckles.

I smile. "I'm the only intentional one? Damn wait til I tell the rest of them." I say wiggling my eyebrows mom and dad just laugh.

"Really you're not mad I'm pregnant?" I whisper.

"Not mad." Mom shakes her head. "We were hoping it wasn't going to happen right away but of course we had it sitting in our minds that it was a possibility. You're seventeen anyways by the time the baby is born you'll be just a few months shy of eighteen." Mom shrugs.

Dad nods in agreement. "Just so we're clear though, your mom and I will help you pumpkin but we're done raising kids we are not raising this baby so don't even try that shit. You raise your own kids." Dad says sternly.

Mom chuckles but nods in agreement. 

"You're not like gonna castrate my boyfriend are you?" I ask.

Dad pretends to think about it for a long moment, Mom shoves him and rolls her eyes.

"No." Mom says.

"Okay I'm gonna go upstairs call Axle to let him know he can live." I tell them.

They laugh as I head up the stairs.

When I get into my bedroom I shut the door and lay down on my bed, I dial his number the phone rings three times before he picks up.

"Hello?" He answers.

"Hey." I whisper.

"Tell um?" He asks.

"Yes." I admit.

"How'd they take it?" 

"Well they're not going to castrate you, put you in jail, and you get to live so I'd say they took it pretty well." I laugh.

He chuckles. "Good to know."

"They're not mad at all, as a matter of fact they looked a bit more mad when I told them I went to an abortion clinic, they looked relieved to find out I didn't go through with it." I admit.

"I'm glad you didn't." He says softly.

I smile as I run my hand across my stomach. "Me too." I whisper.