17 and pregnant

Chapter 5

A/N

Ok, so. Another update. Yay. I'm kinda in a writers block. I feel like I'm not moving forward with this one, but don't worry! I'm trying!

It took me awhile to upload this, which I'm really sorry ! This one isn't edited, I'm too lazy and tired to read it all and try to correct some of my mistakes. Life's been hectic. Sorry.

Ok, I'm done. You can read now. Hope you enjoy.

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Well I just now saw that my A/N are depressing. I promise I'm not a depressing person! Promise! I'm just tired. Ok, that's it. Go read.

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Courtney-

After everything that happened in the last couple of days, sitting in my living room eating popcorn and watching some weird movie I had no desire to actually pay attention too, felt strange. I mean, it's a normal thing to do, even boring. But after all that has happened, suddenly normal things aren't normal anymore. Going to a party and having a one night stand is normal. Waking up to morning sickness and having them throughout the all day is normal. Even sipping coffee with Ryan, like we did this morning, and talking about how we'll tell our parents feels, somehow, kind of normal.

"You ok, Hun?" My dad asked. He was sitting in his favorite arm chair. No one was allowed to sit on it when he was home. He always complains about the other couches, so we just go with it.

"Huh?" I look up, startled. "Yeah I'm great. Just thinking" I grab a fistful of popcorn, and start stuffing them in my mouth. Trying to avoid anymore questions.

"You don't look so good. Are you feeling ok?" My mom called from the kitchen, probably hearing my dad.

"I'm fine, mom" now is not the time to tell them. I need Ryan next to me. I need us to go through with the script we wrote this morning. It was hard, trying to figure out what to say to your parents. You can't really sit in front if them and say "hey! guess what, I'm pregnant!" And then smile. Uh no. And I can't really tell them the regular "I'm sorry! It won't happen again. " What was left was only to tell them with the most convincing pleading voice and puppy eyes we could make. And hope they won't kill us later.

Before I knew it, the movie was over, the popcorn bowl was cleaned and my parents already ascended the steps to their room. I was alone.

Alone.

Alone.

Alone.

I couldn't deal with it. My head wasn't ready for the alone time. I grabbed my phone from the table and decided to call Cassie.

No answer.

I decided to try... Nope. I only had one best friend. One friend, actually. I was too busy with school work and extra curricular activity to worry about being social. I don't even know how I ended up hooking with Ryan in the first place.

"Hey"

I looked up and saw Ryan standing in front of me.

"Hey" I whispered, which he probably didn't hear because of all the loud music.

"You ok?" He asked, getting closer, which meant that it was backing away and bumping the wall. "You look scared"

"Scared? Why?" Now I was yelling, trying to match my tone to his.

" I don't know" he smirked " I guess because you're eyes remind me of a deer in front of headlights..?"

"Ha ha " I felt myself blush. I was scared. It was my first party. Like, ever. And I couldn't believe my first

Party included talking to Ryan. I had a secret crush on him since we were in 4th grade. Since he pushed me

To the sand and laughed. It was love at first push.

"So what--"

Suddenly, my phone started ringing.

"'Lo" I answered, still feeling flustered from the memory.

"So I was thinking we should go have something to eat tomorrow? What say you?"

"Ryan?" I asked, confused.

"Who else, babe?"

"Don't call me that. I'm not your babe. I'm your mothers babe" what?? I wanted to punch myself.

Silence. "Umm.. What?" He started chuckling. "Don't ever say mother and babe in the same sentence. Makes me think of my mom" I start laughing too, and soon we can't control ourselves and we're laughing for what seems to be hours instead of minutes.

I suddenly feel light. And I like that feeling very much. It makes me forget about the face that I have a person growing inside of me, another human being I need to take care of from now on.

"So" Ryan said, after a few seconds of silence, when only our breathing could be heard. "How was the rest of your day?"

"Nothing much" I lay on the couch, the remote on my stomach. "You?"

"Met with some friends" he answered "played video games"

"I haven't played video games in, like, forever"

"Well then, we need to change that" I heard him shift and imagined he was sitting now "come to my house tomorrow at ten. I'll teach you some moves and kick your ass"

I laughed. "Kick my ass. In your dreams"

"So is that a yes?"

Silence. Should I get close to him? Shouldn't we just have a neutral relationship? no funny business or anything romantic/ friendly.

I suddenly stopped. Why can't we be friends? I mean, when the baby comes it's good if we are on speaking terms with each other. That our relationship is more than saying 'hi' and then dropping the kid off at one another's place. What the hell.

"Yes" I breathed "that's a yes. "

-Ryan-

I couldn't stop the stupid grin after I heard her answer. Which made me to slap myself. I don't know what it is about her, but I can't get her out if my head. Yeah, sure, it could be the fact that she's having my baby, but I don't think it's only that. She's special. I knew it from the moment I saw her. And that one night at my party couldn't get out of my mind even if a fun was pointed at my head. God, I had no idea what was happening to me.

I woke up at nine to voices from downstairs. Probably my parents. Which was a shock to me. They usually come home really late and are gone before I wake up for school.

I enter the kitchen after getting ready to meet Courtney, and see my parents arguing. Again.

"Why are you always exaggerating?" My father asked exasperatedly

"Me?! Exaggerating?!" My mother stands in front of him, a finger pointed towards his chest. "You always blame

It on me" she starts walking back and forth "The waitress slipped and I helped her, that woman was all over me without me doing anything, oh! I tried getting her of me BUT I WAS TOO BUSY STICKING MY D!CK IN HER--" And that was my cue to get back upstairs and into my room.

I never understood why my parents stayed together. I mean, my dad constantly cheats on her and she constantly finds out one way or another. I'm guessing now she walked in on him doing it with some chick. They care too much about their appearance than themselves, too bad. I text Courtney and ask if she maybe wants to meet up now instead of later. I can't deal with the screaming any more , and I prefer seeing Courtney and taking with her than being here.

'Yeah. Meet me at Starbucks'

'Again? I'm starting to think someone is addicted here...' I send

'Shut up. It's just going to be our meeting point. And besides, coffee isn't good for the baby'

Reading about the baby makes me all kind of scared. I'm scared shitless and I don't know what we are going to do. The one thing I do know, is that I won't leave her alone with this. We are in this together. I text her that I'll be there in 5 and leave my room. Leaving all the yelling behind. For now.