More Than A Memory

Chapter 3

“We’ve got something for you!” Eleanor chirped, as Danielle placed an envelope in my hand. “What is it?” I groaned. I’ve been so groggy and emotional lately. One minute I’m crying because we ran out of Special K. Next minute I’m screaming at Eleanor because she forgot to buy me a pack of gum. My emotions are wild right now and I can’t control them. No matter how badly I want to.

“Well you won’t know until you open it silly.” Danielle joked. The couch sunk slightly as they plopped down on either side of me. I ripped open the envelope from the side after I got fed up with trying to open it the correct way. “Someone’s cranky.” I glared at Eleanor.

It was a pamphlet. Just as I took it out of the envelope something fell out. I picked up the little card from my lap. It read

Lacey Holden

Free Membership Card

“What the hell is this?” I exhaled. “Just look at the pamphlet.” Danielle pushed. I inspected the pamhlet. 

Pregnancy Stage - Learn All About Pregnancy

Do you know how to swaddle a baby in a blanket?

Do you know how to breast feed?

If not then these classes are perfect for you. They will teach you how to burp, breast feed, change, swaddle your baby and so much more. These classes are for teenage mother’s only so don’t feel ashamed.

We will help you during your whole pregnancy. We’ll tell you exactly what you need you go into labour.

Classes every two weeks, starting April 6th.

Where: 234 Groover Street

When:  1:00 - 3:30 PM.

“So? What do you say?” Danielle smiled. “I say, I’m not going.” I got up and walked into the kitchen. 

“What do you mean you aren’t going?”

“You have to.” Eleanor huffed.

“No. I really don’t. I’m stubborn and you girls have known me long enough to realize that.” I sighed. “Listen, I just don’t have time for these stupid parenting classes.”

“They aren’t stupid. Its your own good! How can you do this all on your own?” I rolled my eyes, “The thing is, I’m not on my own. I’ve got my mum, and you girls to help me.” I leaned against the counter looking at Danielle’s furious expression. “Plus, I’m used to being on my own. When he…” I hurt to say his name but I have to learn to say it again eventually. “When Harry and I were together. I sometimes wondered if Harry loved me.”

“What do you mean” Its so clear that he was head over heels.” Danielle walked closer to me. “I know but it seemed as if he didn’t. Do you remember that night when I came to your doorstep all soaking wet and crying in that blue dress?”

Danielle nodded. “Did I ever tell you why?” Her flickered to the ceiling, trying to remember. “I don’t think so.” I looked into Danielle’s eyes. “It was because Harry said he was going to pick me up so we could go out for dinner, because they were in Sweden on my birthday; but he never did. I called him and texted him.”

‘When he finally answered his mobile. I think he was drunk and he started yelling at me. Telling me I was annoying and I wouldn’t leave him to himself for a second. The things he said.. All those little things broke my heart, because it was all the things I didn’t want to become; a clingy girlfriend.”

“So then what happened?”

“Harry and I didn’t speak for days. You know whenever I look back on our relationship, I always think about the negative because there was more negative than positive. Sure he could be sweet and romantic, like when he sent me on the little scavendger hunts, but sometimes he can be a total prick. Like now. The point is I need to learn to be independant, now is a good time to start.” I smiled weakily at Danielle.