Infatuation

Chapter 4

You can't blame me I was only 21, I had no one to teach me about relationships, sex, love or boys and with that I learn't the hard way. I would like to think that Francis and I had a great connection or was it just infatuation. I was now on my own with no support from the father of my child, and at this point I didn't care about anything else but my baby and it being healthy.                                                                                                                                                                                             

 A few days had passed, and I had finally built up the courage to tell my mom I was pregnant. It was around 7:30 pm when she got home and I waited for her to enter her room. Slowly I trailed behind her nervous as a rat trying not to get into a trap and die. I lightly knocked on the door, 

"Mom may I come in?"   She immediately responded with a "Sure Honey."                                                  I stepped in closing the door and sat on the bed fidgeting with my fingers, as I watched her remove her jewelry by the vanity.  For her age she has the body of a model, dressed in the latest fashion and  her hair styled to perfection. She looked like a beauty queen, and I was always in awe of her.                                                                                                                                                                          

 "Is everything okay  my dear?"  taking me out of my thoughts.                                                                         "Actually.... there is something important that I need to tell you"                                                                  

 She faced me with concern in her eyes, quickly made her way over to me and sat beside me.          I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.                                                                                                        "Mom I'm pregnant!" I blurted out and burst into tears. She took my hands into hers, "Honey it's okay, its not the end of the world. That's great news " Her voice was soft and comforting , which was shocking for me.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    "You're not upset that I'm pregnant?"                                                                                                                 "No, why would I be upset over you being pregnant? In fact I'm so excited! I'm going to be a grandmother!"                            

 I felt the weight lifted off my shoulders and freed of fear. She was taking the news well and to my surprise she was excited. Had I known this would be her reaction I would of told her ages ago and not stress myself out.                                                                                                                                      "Mom, there is more. I told the father and he doesn't want the baby" I began to tear up again and continued.                                                                                                                                                                        "He wants me to get an abortion..." In a low tone I said,  "I was considering it, but I went to the doctor a few days ago and he told me that if I have a supporting family, I should keep the baby."   "Oh my god Honey! What an awful suggestion that bastard made, and to think that you were considering it!"                                                                                                                                                                        "Mom don't get upset. I'm keeping the baby."                                                                                                          "Did he accompany you to the doctor? Does he even know that your keeping the baby?"                  With a heavy sigh I told her, "No to both of your questions"                                                                        "To be honest mom, I haven't heard from him since I told him I was pregnant. At this point I don't want him to know I'm keeping the baby."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         At hearing this she immediately got upset and I knew if she saw Francis right now she would tell him a piece of her mind and probably slap some sense into him.  By the look on her face I knew  she was trying to digest what I was telling her, without shouting and steaming like a kettle. She got up and began to pace the room slowly to calm herself.                                                                                

"Mom are yo-"                                                                                                                                                                          Before I could finish asking her is she was okay. She came to a halt in front of me with a hint of a smile on her face.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        "I have a plan!"  She said.

"Mommm.... What plan?" I asked curiously but worried. I was now standing beside her, then she took my hands into hers and looked me in the eyes, showing me that she was serious about whatever she was going to say.                                                                                                                                        "Go to Seattle  for the rest of your pregnancy and use this as an opportunity to start over. Stay in the apartment we have downtown, enjoy yourself and take advantage of what life has to offer you and the baby your carrying. I'll come to Seattle with your little brother eventually, but I will not have you stay here and be depressed over that ass wipe"

I didn't even think about it and agreed with her. She hugged me and told me I was making the right decision. Excitement began to rush through my veins.

Seattle here I come!