Stay Focused (Editing)

The Lies Told and Secrets Kept

"Mommy can I talk to you?" I said stepping my foot into my mothers room.
I wore a tank top that was tucked into my pants and a over sized hoodie that my brother owed to hide my belly. Everytime she asked about why I wore that hoodie I blamed it on how cold the house was.
"Yeah what's up?" She questioned sitting up in her bed.
I sat at the foot of the bed uncomfortably.
"What's the lies that I tell and the secrets I keep?" I asked in a soft voice trying to sound sweet.
"Nigga what you talm' bout?" She asked with an awkward facial expression.
"Ma I'm not a virgin!" I blurted out.
My heart raced... I just told my 38 year old mother that her 16 year old daughter is having sex. Not only was I not a virgin, but I was very sexually active.
"So you and Michael having sex? Since when?" She questioned with a furious look on her face.
"For like a year now", I said with a low toned voice.
"Don't you know you can get pregnant? Or get a sexual disease?" She said almost hitting me.
"Ma, I am pregnant", I held my head straight down.
I didn't want to see the disappointment in her face. Her 16 year old daughter was pregnant. Her baby girl. The last child, probably the last hope. I felt embarrassed.
Yeah we planned the baby, not really, but still .... I was pregnant and Michael and I was done. This was going to be a struggle.
"Miley!" She yelled my name.
I held my head up a little to see her facial expression. It looked hurt. I could see the water in her eyes. She was going to cry.
"Mommy I'm sorry!" I said repeatedly.
"Where's Michael?" She asked putting clothes on.
"Home", I said standing up off of the bed.
"Let's go!!" She said grabbing her keys off of her dresser and headed down the stairs.

The car ride was silent. Something told me to look straight and don't look her in the eye's. But I wanted to see her face. I quickly glanced at her, tears ran down her brown smooth cheeks. She was silently crying. I decided to stay quiet cause more words could hurt her more.
"A disappointment and failure is what I am", I said in my head.

Pulling up to Michael's home my mom walked to the front door and I followed behind her keeping a distance. Two hard knocks on the door and just then Michael's mom answered the door.
"Heey Leslie", she greeted my mother at the door, "hey Miley", she greeted me.
She let us in and we went straight to the living room to have a seat.
"So what brings y'all here today", she asked kindly.
"Where's Michael?" my mom said taking her coat off.
Michael slowly came walking out of a guest bedroom.
"Wassup?" He said standing next to his mom.
"This girl is pregnant Michael!" My mom said with base in her voice.
My body began to shiver. It was weird for my mom to say that in their house, not knowing who in the house was listening.
"I know", he said nonchalantly.
"Why wasn't I told nothing?" Michael's mom asked.
"Because we just found out", he said savagely.
"No we didn't-", I said just before stopping myself thinking about everything Michael told me that night.
The room grew silent. I got up and ran to the bathroom and buried my face into my hands and let all my tears go. Everything in life seemed to be falling apart.