brenton's girl

thirty eight

Carson's pov

My morning sickness was keeping me up through out the early mornings, some mornings my mom would be there holding me hair back, others Cason would be there holding me while my hormones fucked with me.

I walked down the steps and then into my moms room, she looked at me and smiled, pushing her reading glasses up onto her head. "What's up baby?"

"Hey, do you think case can come over?" I sat on the edge of her bed and heard the toilet flush, dad walked out.

"Ask your dad." Mom said.

I looked at my dad, but before I could ask anything he said, "ask your mom."

"Guys, come on!" I looked at my mom and she nodded. "Thank you. Love you." I said walking out. I texted Cason letting him know he could come over.

After he came upstairs, he gathered me in a hug and kissed my head and then stomach. "How're you feeling?"

"Like crap." I said. "I feel sick, but I'm not. I'm just pregnant."

"And all of the stress you've been through recently." He added. I sat on the bed and he laid beside me, laying his head on my leg.

"Yup, That could be it too."

"Have you talked to Leah yet?" I shook my head and looked down at him.

"Have you talked to brenton yet?" I gave him a look and he rolled his eyes.

"That's different. He hit me. Leah didn't."

"I'm pretty sure she would have if I wasn't pregnant." I pointed out.

"Fuck, were both pussies." I started laughing and kissed his lips softly.

"Oh well." I said. "It's kind of sad though, like I miss her."

"Then say something." He said and shrugged. "Have you talked to her?"

"No."

"Maybe you should." I nodded and closed my eyes, laying my head on his chest and cuddling close to him.

Leah's pov

I grabbed my phone and rolled my eyes. "I have to go." I stood up from the dinner table and grabbed my plate, my dad grabbed my arm.

"You're not leaving." He said with authority.

"I have to, dad. Please."

"Where are you going?" I pulled my arm away and walked to the counter, placing my plate in the sink.

"I have to meet up with someone." In all honesty Brian texted me saying I had to meet him at wayside.

"Who?"

"It's for a school project dad. I just remembered it." I looked out the window and pointed to it. "It's still daylight, I'll be back before curfew."

"Don't be late." I nodded and grabbed my purse, then I left.

"Hey Siri, called brenton." I backed out of the driveway while the ringing tones filled the car. "Hey, I'm on my way to wayside. Brian called for me."

I heard a chuckle and cursed myself. "You failed the first test." Brains sadistic voice echoed through my head. "If I call you, I call you. Not Brenton, not tony, not nobody else."

"Sorry." I turned down the road. "Is brenton with you?"

"Wanna share more information?"

"No. I wanna make sure you didn't cut out his spleen."