"Sometimes I don't like you You always got a problem With anything that I do I don't always Understand everything about you But I know I just can't live without you So yeah I do"
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I was still in complete shock.
I couldn't believe it, I was finally going to get my fairytale ending!
All I ever wanted was for Anthony to leave the streets and build a future with me.
I smiled at myself, picturing Anthony and I happily married, raising our son together.
It was a dream I thought would never come true. No more stressing and worrying about if he would return home. Words can not describe how happy I was that my child would grow up in a safe environment with two loving parents.
My thoughts were soon cut short when I heard the door open.
"Hey, sweetie," my mom said softly before closing the hospital room door.
I laughed dryly "Now you care about me?"
"Serenity-"
"Just save it," I said, cutting her off "There is nothing you can say or do to justify the way you treated me. I know I'm a disappointment, and I know I messed up, but you abandoned me during a time I needed you the most."
"I'm so sorry. I failed you as a mother, and I have to live with that mistake for the rest of my life. I need you to know that I don't ever plan on making that mistake again. I love you so much, Serenity, and I can't help but feel responsible for this. If I wouldn't have kicked you out, this wouldn't have happened."
"Why did you make me leave? Why couldn't you just hug me and tell me everything would be okay?" my voice cracked as tears began to fill my eyes.
She sighed, "I was selfish, and I let my own feelings get in the way. No mother wants their teenage daughter to get pregnant. You're so young and so beautiful and smart, and you have such a bright future in front of you. This baby is going to completely change your life. When this baby comes, you will have to put some of your dreams on hold. I tried my best to raise you so you wouldn't end up like me, and I failed you."
"End up like you, how?"
"When I was sixteen, I got pregnant. I was four months along when I finally got the courage to tell my mother. She was furious, and she forced me to get an abortion." She quickly wiped the tears off of her face and cleared her throat. "I kicked you out because I wanted you to make your own decisions about your baby. I was afraid that I'd get angry enough to do what my mother did."
I was completely lost for words. Her intentions were well, but the delivery was completely horrible on so many levels.
