My Mother's Secret

Mother-Daughter Like

-Grace POV-

             When my mother was in her junior year of high school, she got pregnant with her counselor's baby, Me. My mom says my father was a trash collector, but of course my grandmother told me when i was 13. A year ago when i was 15, one day i was just minding my own business when i heard my mother and grandmother arguing and screaming at each other, although i didnt know why. I got off my bed and went across my room to the wall that connects my mothers room and mine.

       " Chelsea, she's 17 now. You got to tell her the truth! Later when you tell her, she'll be grown up and she will banned you out of her life!' Shouted my grandmother.

    I already knew what was going on. At least i thought i knew. This word of speech was used in stories and movies, when a mother was going to tell her daughter/son that they were Adopted. My heart was beating like there was no tommorrow. You could probably hear it beat from the stairs of our 3 bedroom Apartment. 

   The door of my room swung open, i ran over to my bed and acted as if i was looking for an outfit to wear to school on monday. 

 " Honey, would you mind if i went to the grocery store to grab a couple of beers and beverages to drink and celebrate with our neighbors and of course, YOU? 

"Umm... I would prefer beverages." I replied back with a fake smile.

" Of course, your 17, why would i give you beer?" she pleaded back with a wide smile