Bree had been having a tough time, but little did she know that the blows were just going to keep coming.
"Danielle please get up. You're going to be late for school."
"I don't feel good."
"What's wrong?"
"I didn't get any sleep last night I was in the bathroom all night. I was sick."
"Alright, but I want to take you to the doctor. I won't have any un-excused absences."
"You know what I'm really ok."
"You said you were sick. I want you to go to a doctor."
"Mom I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah I'm sure it's just from something I ate this weekend at Jill's."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah I'm fine."
"Ok."
Later on that night:
"Hi Mrs. Applewhite."
"Hi Danielle. What do you need."
"Oh I was just wondering if Mattew was home. I wanted to know if he could help with a project for student council. Well not really help just see if he could give me any pointers."
"Sure. Hold on I'll get him. Matthew, Danielle is here to see you." Betty calls up the stairs.
"Thanks mom." He responds as he kisses Betty on the cheek and flies out the door.
"So what do you need?" Matthew asks the two of them walk down the street.
"Matthew we have a problem."
"What's that?"
"My mom is going to find out about us sooner or later. Actually probably sooner than later."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm pregnant."
"What?"
"I'm pregnant."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes I'm sure."
"So what do you want to do about it?"
"I don't want to do anything about it."
"What do you mean."
"We'll just let it happen."
"Let it happen? You're mother will kill us."
"No she won't. She'll want to but she won't. I just want her skin to crawl."
"So you would have a baby just to get at your mother?"
"No. It's just a plus. Actually it will kill her. I mean she'll be angry that I'm pregnant. But she'll be furious that it's yours."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"My mother is just a tad racist."
"Ok, but Danielle we can't raise a kid."
"Why not?"
"We just can't. I mean you do want to keep it to raise right?"
"Yes. Look don't you want to make your mom mad? Don't you want to do something to get back at her?"
"Of course, but Danielle a baby is not the way to get back at her."
"I don't care. You aren't going to talk me out of this."
"Ok. So you're saying that you and I are going to have a baby?"
"Yeah."
"I don't understand your reasoning behind all of this. I know you want to get back at your mom, but do you want this baby for other reasons than that?"
"Yeah."
"Ok."
"Don't tell your mom."
"Why?"
"Just let my mom boil over first."
"Ok."
"I've got to get home for dinner."
dinner:
"Am I late?"
"No you're right on time. Sit down." Bree chimes as Danielle walks in the house.
"Ok."
"So how was school?"
"Fine. Where's Andrew?" Danielle asks quietly.
"He's at a friends house."
"Oh."
"So anything exciting happen at school today?"
"Not really."
"You haven't touched your dinner are you still feeling bad?"
"Actually yes, and I have a feeling that I won't be feeling very good for a while."
"What do you mean? Do you think you have something?" Bree asks in concern.
"I'm pregnant." Danielle beams in satisfaction as she takes a big bite of salad.
"Excuse me?" Bree manages to get out after nearly choking on her food."