The Bad Boy's Best Friend (Old Version)

Deep Thoughts and Revelations

Rewritten is now published! It's better for me as a writer to create something I love then drag on with something I don't.

The Rewritten will
-have similar plot
-same characters
-have smoother transition
-overall better, just saying

It would mean a lot if you would check it out

Love,
Allie

Devin was unconscious when I woke up. I tried to shake him gently only because he truly looked like he was asleep, I tried to erase the fact that I damn well knew he was not going to wake up anytime soon. I stretched up and picked up Rebecca's still sleeping frame close to me.

Do you ever have those moments where one little thing, one miniscule thing can break you into a tiny pieces, can cause all the pieces you were holding so tightly to crumble?

Rebecca shuffled from her position in my arms which made me more aware of the baby and I broke down. I cried for a number of reasons.

1. Because I was a seventeen year old single mother

2. Because the father is a comatic douchebag

3. Because I couldn't remember the last time I had eaten.

4. Because my mother is with (love) child and I would be home to witness more arguements

5. And because I was so behind on school and had no idea what to do in life

The list wasn't complete. It was never going to be complete. My life was such a mess and I was completely exhausted.

I picked up the carseat and made my way into the empty waiting room, leaving Devin alone. Dialing a number I didn't want to call I listened to the dial tone and then heard the familiar Indian accent.

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"He doesn't deserve you." We were in my grandmother's car and for the first time in awhile she didn't look at me in contempt.

"I know Nani." I looked back at Rebecca who fell asleep quickly from the sound of the purring engine.

"And that plan! That stupid plan! Did you think it would have really worked?!" Her knuckles were clenched around the steering wheel and her voice was rising.

"It was just a stupid idea. It didn't even work. He kinda just-"

"Used you."

"Yeah." I shuffled in my seat and turned my head to look out of the window. I didn't want her to see me cry. My eyes burned and I blinked hard to stop tears from escaping.

"Why do you keep him around?"

"I don't really have anyone else."

"You have a daughter." I felt her glance and Nani sighed and spoke softer. "Jayne, you know why me and your father made this deal."

"Yeah. His stupid campaign." I scoffed.

"Not only that but because of you. You're not ready to be a mother. You're only seventeen Jayne. You are vulnerable and you cannot handle being a teenage mother."

"But I am a mom," I turned back around to face her, "I think it's unfair that you and my dad decided that I couldn't take care of my own child before giving me a chance."

"You want a chance?"

"Yes please. You can't take care of her forever Nani. I need to start taking some responsibility."

"Now what about that boy? Will he take some responsibility too?"

"Devin? I don't know. I mean, lately he is trying to change?"

"Is that a question?"

"I honestly don't know. Maybe. Before he was just a...a jerk, he is still trying to make it up to me but I feel like I am too hard on him and that I need to give him another chance. One last one."

Nani smirked at me and sighed as if she could already tell that Devin would screw up again and that I would give him more than one chance. She was probably right.

My Nani pulled into my driveway and helped me get Rebecca out of the car. She had told me quickly that she would drop by once a week to make sure Becca was well. I opened the door and tried to quiet sneak upstairs without being noticed but stopped when I heard giggling.

"Honey! Stop!" I heard my mother's flirtatious laugh. I walked toward the strange sounds and saw my mother and my father on the couch, talking. Actually talking. My father would throw his head back and laugh and whatever she said and she would rub her protruding belly and giggle.

What the fuck?

"Oh Jaynie!" My mom stood up from the couch and came and kissed me on the forehead before taking Rebecca from me and cradling her.

"Hello Jayne, how is Devin?" My dad smiled at me.

I squinted my eyes and replied, "He is still in a coma. His mom told me she would call me as soon as he wakes up."

"Ahhh, so where is your grandmother?" He looked at Becca and his wife playing.

"She went home." I decided to go for it. "Are... Are you guys getting back together?"

They looked at each other and sighed.

"No. Your mom and I will be close though. She explained everything to me. Including the fact that you sneaked her into my house without my permission." I looked down. "She is getting a job in the office and until she finds a place, she will be staying."

"What about the baby?"

"Well, it's your half brother or sister so you can talk to your mother about visitation."

I nodded, still confused and went upstairs to my cold bedroom. The day was filled was deep thoughts and self battle. Should I forget about Devin and stop giving him second chances?

Though we weren't actually together, our relationship was emotionally abusive and emotionally draining.

And how could I ever finish the school year while raising a child. What about college. I applied to many schools and I was accepted to the majority but I didn't get that feeling everyone got. I didn't even know what I wanted to do in life and had no idea how I was going to provide for my child.

Groaning and laying on my bed, I kicked off my shoes and took off my dirty clothes and went to bed, my mind feeling like it was going to implode.

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Okay. So I was gone because of anxiety and stress from other things besides wattpad. I am feeling a lot better and have a lot of short stories in my drafts that I plan to complete before publishing the first chapter. I am sorry for the long wait and wish me luck for the SATs aghhhh!

I am also apart of a collaboration story under the goonstuff account with friends so check that out if you wanna laugh, cry and sigh

Love, Allie.

P.S thanks for all your support guys it really helped me a lot!