Too Young (Travlyn Fic)

Katelyn

There is a knock on the door.
Not the door, my door.
I've been here two weeks, yet it still hasn't sunk in that it's mine.
"Coming," I call. It must be Donna. It is always Donna.
My apartment is clean, but that's only because there is practically nothing in it.
"How are you today," I say as I practically shove the door off of it's hinges. Even though it's only been a week, Donna and I are getting really close.
It's not Donna.
It's a girl about fifteen years old. She smiles at me.
"You must be Katy!" she says. I fake a smile.
"Yes, how may I help you?"
"My Mom wanted to know f you had gone to any ultrasounds yet?"
I frown. Who is this girl? I don't show that much, with a baggy hoodie? How does she know. I look her right in the eye.
"Who are you?"
The girl blushes. She reminds me of Travis is a way. Nervous and sweet.
Travis. Thinking of him still makes my heart ache. It's only been a week. He would of graduated by now. He and Aphmau.
I wonder if Aph has moved in with Aaron yet. I wonder so many things. I try to ignore the pain, I feel stabbing my heart. Tears won't come. I won't let them.
I get through the day by not thinking about the life I left behind.
"Oh, my name is Kitty!" the girl says happily. "I'm Donna's daughter!"
Oh. Donna always talks about her daughter. I know so much about the girl who is only four years younger than I am. She's only two years younger than Kasey.
Kasey. No. Don't think about Kasey right now. You can't cry right now.
"Well, you can tell your mom I haven't been to an ultrasound yet."
"Well then you need to come downstairs right now!" Kitty exclaims, jumping up and down.
I furrow my brow.
"Why?"
"Because Mom made you an appointment because she wanted to make sure that the baby was okay and she knew that you didn't have the money too!" She covered her mouth with her hand. "I shouldn't of said that!"
I laugh. She's right. I don't have the money or the time.
"It's fine, Kitty," I say. She sighs with relief.
"Well come on then!" I quickly slide my shoes on.
What would I do without Donna? I'd be homeless for sure. How can she be so nice to a stranger. I don't think she'd call me a stranger now. I wouldn't call her one. But just a week ago I was.

I sit in the front seat of Donna's car, humming along to the radio. It's just me and Donna. Kitty stayed home with her younger brothers Yip and Rollo.
"I can't thank you enough, Donna," I say. I still feel like I can't accept this. But Donna is kind of like me in which she doesn't take no for an answer. And since I've got pregnant, I don't feel like fighting anymore. I don't.
"It's no issue, Katie," she says. It's so weird to have people call me that. Because in till recently, it was the nickname people that were special to me called me.
"But, still thank you," I say.
"It's no trouble. Your welcome though," Donna says. "I'm glad you accepted."
"I guess, I just don't have the will to fight anymore. You need to accept help with somethings," I shrug.
"Yes. I'm still trying to teach Logan that," she says naming her husband. I laugh and she does too. It feels nice to laugh. My life may have gone down in flames, but I'm rebuilding things from the ashes. I never thought I would laugh again. But Donna understands. It's still hard to feel happy and to not mis Travis and Kasey and Aphmau, but with Donna it's easier.
My laugh stops when I hear a name on the radio.
"Owner of Lycan Effects, Derek Lycan was killed last Sunday in result of a surgery after a car accident gone wrong."
Derek. Aaron. Aphmau. All the happy feeling I felt is gone. It's all gone. Derek is gone.
Aphmau. I should be there to help Aaron and Aphmau. But I ran away. And I can't go back.
"That's unfortunate," Donna says kindly. She sees how upset I am, but doesn't ask why. She probably assumes it's because of the pregnancy.
"The owner of the car who crashed into him, Terry Vulcrum has been placed under arrest for drunk driving."
Terry. Travis. How is Travis feeling knowing his father practically killed Aaron's? How is everyone back home feeling?
"Derek Lycan is survived by his children Melissa and Aaron, and his granddaughter Alina."
Alina. Alina is going to grow up without Derek. I place my hand protectively over by stomach.
My child is going to be born into a cold cruel world.
A place where children run away, where father's abuse their children, and a place where people die young.
I'm just begging that none of this happens to my baby.