PRETTYMUCH a Lie [n.m]

Sixty-Three

Amelia

"So, I heard that you guys told the public you were pregnant?" My dad awkwardly mentioned.

"Yeah, we figured it would be better to go ahead and tell everyone the news before my stomach gets any bigger and they twist it up," I explained.

"Well, I'm so proud of you," he replied with a smile.

Wow, that was a first. It's been so long since I've heard my mom say that to me, the feeling was foreign.

"Thanks, we were kinda iffy about it, but I guess it turned out okay. We haven't really been on our phones to see the backlash yet though," I said hesitantly.

"How did you find out about the announcement?" Alison asked my dad from the passenger seat.

"Steffi listens to PRETTYMUCH's music, so she mentioned it to me this morning," he replied.

My eyes widened a bit to his comment.

"Steffi listens to Nick's music?" I asked putting emphasis on Steffens.

"Actually, she has a few posters in her room with a CD or two. She went to the last show that you guys had last week too. Don't tell her I told you that though, she would kill me," he explained while keeping his eyes on the road and a smile on his face.

I laughed at my dads remark. Was he scared of an eight year old? I mean, she was pretty scary. There is nothing scarier than an eight year old that was probably smarter than you. Steffi knew it too. But the fact that she listened to PRETTYMUCH's music was just icing on the cake. This was very interesting.

This small child listened to my boyfriend's band's music but still chose to be rude? I didn't understand. Was her ego that big?

"That surprises me." Was all I said back.

"Look Amelia, I know she can be a lot to deal with, but I've seen her soft side a few times, she's not a bad kid. She's just been through hell. She is actually very intelligent for her age. I think she just needs some time," my dad explained lightly.

I didn't doubt she wasn't a decent child, she was just a bit straightforward.

"When her dad died she took it really hard, and when I came into the picture, I thought she would never warm up to me, but she did," my dad's smile slowly turned into a frown.

"Yeah, I bet," I replied.

I knew how hard it was not knowing where my dad was or how he died when I was younger. It was such a confusing time for me. I had anger, yes, but I could never figure out how to properly let it out. I've never really hated anyone in my lifetime, and I didn't know why. I have had so many reasons to hate my mother, but I just couldn't find the anger in me.

"Well, I know we can definitely figure some way to get her on our side," Nick smirked at me from the window seat.

I smiled back at him and winked my eye, interlocking our fingers together on my thigh.

I knew in time I could get her to like me, after all I was a pretty likable person, but knowing this top secret information about Steffi just gave me a little more leverage and power over the situation. One thing I've always wished for was a sibling. Alison was always there for me, but I knew in my heart she wasn't my true sibling. She had an older brother that she could play with and tease, but I had no one. I knew she tried her hardest to give me that, but we all knew it wasn't real.

At the end of the day, she would go back home to her family and brother, while I would go back to an empty room. My nerves began to twist and turn in my body the minute I hopped out of my dad's jacked up truck. I wasn't ready to leave, but it wouldn't be long before I was back in California. I needed to go home anyway to rearrange my school schedule and confront my mother about her lie. As much as I didn't want to see her, I knew this was something I needed to do.

Once we got our luggage inside and past the check in sign, we stopped before we walked through TSA.

"This is where we leave you girls," my dad trailed off.

"Come here," he opened his arms wide as I rushed to him. "I am so lucky to have a beautiful daughter like you and I am so glad that you came to visit Nick. We have so much stuff to make up for, I can't wait till you get back. I love you," he sniffed.

"Dad, are you crying?" I laughed and pulled away from him to scan his face.

Immediately his hands jolted to his cheeks drying them off.

"Of course not. I'm just sad to see you go," he chuckled while pulling me into him again.

"I love you, dad. This was the best trip ever."

After our hug, everyone stood there blankly for a few seconds.

"Well, I'll give you two some privacy," my dad laughed awkwardly looking between Nick and I while backing out of our hug and walking to stand next to Alison and Emily.

"Babe," I stated while trying to keep my tears in their place.

I tucked my arms under his and around his waist and lay my head on his shoulder, trying to take in the hug for as long as I could. We probably looked like a middle school couple to everyone else. But I was going to miss his smell, his smile, and most of all, him.

"You'll be back soon. Don't worry." I felt him squeeze me a bit, "Take care of my boy would you?" he laughed while lightly rubbing my stomach and bending down to peck it.

Fucking adorable.

"Of course," I gazed at him while he stood back up.

"I love you, Amelia," he smiled as he leaned in to softly press his lips to mine.

"I love you, too," I smiled into another kiss, enjoying it while I still had the chance.

"Okay love birds, we don't want to miss our flight," Alison laughed while pulling Nick in for a hug.

He gave Emily a hug as well and sent us on our way. I waved one last time to them before I turned the corner and finished our check in fully.

The plane ride was the most uncomfortable I have been since I found out about my pregnancy. I couldn't get comfortable no matter what position I sat in. At one point, I had to jog back to the bathroom just to throw up. It was awful. I knew I was annoying the shit out of Alison and Emily.

Once we finally landed, we rarely spoke to each other due to how exhausted we were. Emily stayed the night at our place seeing as how it was already pretty late. It took me awhile to finally get to sleep, but once I did, the chilling feeling of not having Nick beside me was overwhelming.

I didn't know what affected me more, sleeping without him beside me for the first time in almost two weeks, or the fact that my dream was absolutely horrible. Well, I should say nightmare.

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