part 61

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i swallowed the lump in my throat. she's what? "you're what?"

"i'm pregnant, anna. i'm two months pregnant with dylan's baby." she breathed.

my eyes widened, "d-does your parents know?" two months! is that why she didn't text me also?

she hesitated, but nodded, "s-she found the pregnancy test that i hid and she just called me and-" she broke down with tears in her eyes. she falls into my arms and cries on my shoulder. " she told me not to come home and she's throwing away everything else i left behind."

she's staying with me now?"so you're staying with me now?" i asked.

she pulled away from the hug and wiped her tears. her eyes are still blood shot, "i told your mom, she said it's okay. is it okay with you?" she asked.

i look at her in the eyes. i don't if i can say yes, or no. i knew her since i was little, she's like a sister to me. i can't just turn her away.

a part of me wants to say yes but another part wants to say no. she's my best friend, but she also didn't talk to me for 6 months.

it'll take time for me to get over it. but hey, life i short for me to be pissed. i only have one more year left of school and it's february of junior year right now. time to change. "yes." i said, "it's fine."

she smiled from ear to ear before pulling me into a hug again. "thank you, anna. it really means a lot." she whispers into my ear.

she pulls away from her second hug, "oh yeah, one more thing." she says, "i'm sorry for not talking to you all these months. i just felt-"

i cut her off, but not on purpose, "i know. i heard you talking to dylan about it this morning. i forgive you." i said.

i forgive you. i thought i would never hear those words come out and say them to her. not even so quick. why would i be so mad though? it's not my fault.

+

as joey and i were in my room when we were waiting for mckenna and dylan to come back from the store, i thought of something. "hey joey." i said as my eyes were glued to my phone.

we were sitting on my bed literally doing nothing. i was laying my head on his lap while he was laying on the door frame on his phone too.

he didn't look away from his phone, "hm?"

"who was that girl?" i asked. "you were with her when we had our break. you held her hand."

he furrowed his eyebrows at me and put his phone down. "who?"

"she had blue eyes and blackish brown hair with pink blossom lips?" i say.

"oh haillie? she's one of my old friends and lexis ex best friend. i wanted to make you jealous and get lexi pressed." he says.

"so she's just a friend right?" i said, looking at him in the eyes.

he chuckled and pecked my lips. "you're so silly. of course she's just a friend. i love you and only you, anna."

i love you and only you, anna.

my stomach did a summer salt off a bridge just now. "i love you too, joey."

he scoffed, "why you whispering? you can say it louder than that." he says.

"my mom and sammy are sleeping." i told him.

"they went to the store with mckenna and dylan." he says.

"nuh-huh." i say as i sit up beside him.

he shook his head, "yeah-huh." he says, "i can literally scream anything i want."

"you wouldn't." i say.

"i wouldn't?" he says.

"yes." i smirked.

he took a deep breath, "eat my ass like a cupcake!" he yelled, making an echo.

nobody yelled at us. i guess nobody is home. i look at him like he just puked on me. "out of all the things you could say, you said that?" i said.

he smiled from ear to ear, putting his arm over my shoulder and making my head lay on his shoulder. "yes. just to make you laugh."

"i didn't laugh." i say, "that's something that jacob would say to jeremy." he says.

"yeah that's gay." he says.

"and it's not when you say it?" i said looking up at him.

"yeah because i'm straight." he says.

"as a circle." i say.

"are you calling me gay, cross?" he chucked.

"well you just said something gay." i protested while laughing.

"i'm not gay, anna. you know that." he told me.

i scoffed, "do i look like i was born yesterday. i know you're straight dumbass."

"well you do look like you were born yest-" i cut him off by slapping him on the chest.

"ow!" he whined, "what was that for?"

"i don't look like i was born yesterday!" i say.

"i never said that!" he said.

"wha- you just did! what do you mean?" i say.

"you cut me off!" he laughed.

i playfully rolled my eyes at him, "whatever."

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