Goodbye Agony (Andley)

Chapter Ten- Andley

Andy's POV

The sun was shining in my eyes so I decided that was a sign to wake up. I sat up straight and stretched but my peaceful awakening was cut short when I ran for my bathroom to throw up. Stupid fucking morning sickness. Thank god it was Saturday and I didn't have to go to school. When I was done with the morning sickness and throwing up, I flushed the toilet then went to the sink and brushed my teeth. I walked back to the main part of my bedroom and grabbed my phone. I checked the time on it and it was 10:30. Ashley was gonna be here pretty soon. I went over to my wardrobe and got out skinny jeans and a long-sleeve black and grey striped shirt. I undressed out of my pajamas and grabbed my jeans and slid them on. I almost couldn't button them up, I made a mental note to go buy some new jeans tomorrow. I then threw on my shirt and looked down at my belly. I was getting huge already, I couldn't even imagine what I would look like at 9 months. I grabbed a sweater and quickly pulled it on. I walked out of my room and went downstairs.
"Good morning Sleeping Beauty." My mom chuckled when she saw me.
"Morning mom." I smiled and sat next to her on the couch.
"Morning Andy." My dad said as he sat down in his reclining chair.
"Morning Dad," I began, "Hey is it okay if my friend comes over later?"
"I don't see why not." My dad smiled.
"Thanks." I said before getting up and going to the kitchen. I looked in the fridge and noticed there was chocolate cake there. I took it out and cut myself a slice, putting it on a plate. I put the rest of the cake back then grabbed a jar of olives out the fridge. I know this is really weird but I put a bunch of olives on the cake and then I drenched it in pancake syrup. I was really craving that even though it sounds pretty gross. I grabbed a fork and started eating it, it tasted so fucking amazing. My mother came in and saw what I was eating and just gave me a weird look.
"Andy.. What are you eating?" She asked curiously.
"Cake with olives and syrup." I said before taking another bite.
"Hun, are you feeling okay?" Mom questioned.
"Mom, I'm fine." I sighed.
"Andy! Your friend is here!" I heard my dad call from the living room. I walked to the living room with my mom and saw Ashley standing there by the door next to my dad. I walked over to him and hugged him. He hugged back and I felt myself smiling.
"Mom, Dad, this is my friend Ashley." I said as I pulled away from the hug.
"Hello Ashley, nice to meet you." My mother smiled.
"Nice to meet you, Ashley." My dad said and shook Ashley's hand.
"Nice to meet you too, Mr. and Mrs. Biersack." Ashley smiled slightly. I looked up at Ashley giving him a facial expression saying, 'should we tell them now?' and he just nodded and understood.
"Mom, Dad, I have something to tell you." I began. I started shaking slightly and scratching at my wrist like I always do when I get nervous.
"What is it hun?" My mom asked. Ashley held my hand and I took a deep breath.
"I'm pregnant," I started then looked up at Ashley, "and Ashley's the father.."
"Andy, that's not something to joke about." My mom said seriously.
"He's not joking," Ashley said, "We uh slept together at a party 2 months ago and he got pregnant."
"I don't believe it. It's not true, you kids and your crazy pranks." My dad rolled his eyes. They didn't even believe me! How the hell could I get them to believe that I was actually pregnant? Then I got an idea. I lifted up my sweater and my shirt just above my belly. My parents gasped and stared at my stomach.
"Andy.." My mom said, still staring at my belly.
"I'm so sorry, I never meant for any of this to happen." I started crying having the familiar feeling of shame filling my body.
"Andy, you're only 14, maybe you might want to consider getting rid of it." My dad suggested.
"Andy, your father is right. I can talk to some of the other nurses at the hospital and have them set up a special appointment for you." My mom nodded. Ashley put his arm around my waist, holding me close to him. I couldn't even believe what I was hearing! My own parents wanted me to get an abortion. I didn't want one, I didn't want to kill my baby.
"No.. I don't want an abortion. I can manage to raise this baby with Ashley." I told them and my voice had cracked. I knew I was really close to crying.
"Try and be reasonable, Andy. You know nothing about raising a child." My mom said.
"I'll learn along the way." I argued.
"And I'll be right here by your side through it all Andy." Ashley smiled slightly, looking down at me.
"Thank you, Ashley." I smiled but inside I felt like crying.
"Son, getting rid of the baby will make your life so much easier. I'm sure Ashley has much bigger and better things to do then take care of a baby. Plus, you need to focus on school, you don't have time for a baby." My dad said. I got out of Ashley's arms and grabbed my shoes by the door.
"Andy, you can't honestly be mad. It's the truth. You're not suitable to be a parent." Mom sighed. I slipped on my shoes then grabbed Ashley's hand and yanked him out of my house.
"Where are we going?" Ashley asked.
"To go tell your grandparents." I mumbled. He opened the car doors with the car key remote thingy. I got in the passengers side and Ashley got in the drivers side. Soon, he was driving the car down the road. I silently cried to myself the whole way over there. What my parents said to me still replayed in my head. They thought I wasn't "suitable" to have this baby. Just because I was young, they didn't think I'd be a good parent. The sad part of it all was that I was starting to believe what they were saying. I was starting to think that maybe I wouldn't be such a good parent. I also knew that Ashley wouldn't even be around much seeing as though he was most likely going to college by next September.
"Andy, are you alright?" Ashley asked, looking over at me. I realized that we were outside of Ashley's house.
"Maybe they're right, Ashley." I said and felt tears in my eyes.
"Andy, they're not right. You and I are gonna be amazing parents." Ashley assured me.
"No," I shook my head, "You won't even be here for the first few years of the baby's life. You'll be off to college."
"I'll take a break from school when the baby is born, Andy." Ashley said.
"My parents were still right though. I'm only 14, I can't raise this baby. Your only 18, you're still young. Maybe I do need to get an abortion. It'll be better for everyone." I started crying halfway into what I was saying. Ashley had tears building up in his eyes as well.
"Andy, you can't get an abortion. Just think about how you'll feel when the baby first kicks. Think about the joy you'll have feeling the baby move around in your belly. Think about how happy you'll be when you hear the baby cry for the first time or when you finally hold it. "
I looked over at him and I thought about everything he just said. Maybe he was right, maybe I shouldn't get an abortion. Maybe I should keep the baby. I'll think about all this some more. I still wasn't 100% sure of keeping this baby and I had my parents to thank because of that.