What Isnt Expected

Twenty- Six

I hand the family all their skates after exchanging their sneakers. They give me a warm smile and proceed into the skating rink for the next party to purchase their skates.

"Why are there so many people here today?" Lily groans.

I take a look at the girl with annoyance written on my face. Just like when we were five. All that my sister is doing is sitting there, typing away on her phone, and sucking on her lollipop. She's probably such a sight for sore eyes.

"It's not like you're doing anything-hi!" I smile at the next customer.

Lily finally get's up. While I take the cash, she takes the shoes. We alternate these two tasks until the huge rush subsides, hopefully, for the night. Since most people are still skating their hearts away, everything becomes slow.

I decided to bring up a topic of conversation, "How is everything, you know, with your mom and stuff?" Lily shrugs and stuffs her phone into her back pocket.

"She's same old same old. I'm surprised she even let me get this job." I'm also shocked as well. I kneel down beneath the counter and pick up the cleaning spray and towel to wipe off the counter.

"So...what did Ms.Mills do about..."The words die from her tongue knowing it's a shaky topic for me. When I found out I was pregnant, the first person I called was Lily.

"Umm...she didn't take it too well. We had our first fight and she drank more than half the bottle of henny." Lily seethes her teeth and goes.

"Yikes, is she still-"

"No...she's sober again, but she chain smokes now. I had no idea she even did that before...Anyways, I got the abortion last week and I promised once school is over I'd get pregnant again." I explain.

My hands scrub vigorously at the granite counter. Everything plays through my head once again. I only wish the result of that conversation took a different turn, but there was nothing I could do about it.

Lily is silent for a moment, but I know she's coming up with the nicest possible way to voice her opinion. Her mother is cold and she's always been cold, but that blonde lady has made my sister colder than I remember. Being a dare devil and a rebellious prankster is one thing, but being a full on bitch is another.

Even still I love my sister and always had, even if I realistically forgot about her due to age. Lily purses her lips, "Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"What do you mean?" I frown. Truthfully, I don't even want to think about where she's going with this.

"Having another baby," she whispers. "Aren't you going to college? Jesus Emmy you're only 18 and already had three almost."

"Well I have Regina and it's what she wants so-"

"And who's to say you'll have Regina forever? Then you'll be a degree-less woman struggling to care for her kids." The fact that Lily shoved reality into my mind made me angry.

I used to think the way that she just did, but I no longer want to think about a life without Regina. That amazing woman who provides for me and our kids does not seem to pass as the one who would just leave me in the dirt. She loves our kids just as much as I do, probably even more. The way she connects with Henry is far more greater than mine. Maybe it's the age difference, who knows. I know that she won't leave us in the dirt.

My mind begins to fight with my heart as I struggle to push Lily's words away, "Whatever Lily, it's the least I could do for her anyways."

"What does that mean?" The brunette frowns. I take a quick glance at her before putting the cleaning supplies back to where they belong.