A/N: So this story has been on my files for a while, so instead of forgetting about it, i'm just gonna post it. Hope you guys like it!
Clary POV:
"Welcome to New York City folks" the flight attendant said as we taxied into the airport.
I let out a sigh as I held Dean closer to my chest.
This is it, no turning back now.
"Please as we taxi in and come to a complete stop; let those with children and those disabled to exit the aircraft first. Thank you very much and please fly again with Delta soon" the flight attendant said as we came to a complete stop.
"Guess that's me" I whispered as I stood up, I held Dean with one arm, sort of cradling him like a football as I tried to reach for the overhead compartment.
"Need help?" a voice asked from behind me.
"Actually yes" I said gratefully as I turned around.
In front of me stood a girl, she looked my age. Maybe a year older. She had stick straight shoulder length blond hair. Her eyes were a turquoise blue, truly beautiful. I had to admit, this girl was really pretty.
"Here you go" she spoke as she handed me my baby bag, my sling, and my two suitcases.
"Thank you very much" I smiled as I fastened the sling around me and placed Dean carefully inside. With him securely fastened to the front of me I pulled up one of my suitcase handles and placed the baby bag on top of it.
I was just about to grab the other one when the blond girl offered to help me carry it. Of course I told her that I could handle it, but she insisted because all she had was a backpack. So I let her.
"So, is this your brother or something?" the blond girl asked as we walked off of the plane into the airport.
"Oh no… Uh this is my son" I spoke non-chalantly.
"Your son!?" she asked stopping abruptly.
"Yup" I shrugged.
"How old are you?" she asked wide eyed as we walked towards the front of the airport.
"17, I'll be turning 18 in October" I spoke as I reached into the baby bag and pulled out my phone.
I shot my brother a quick text telling him that I arrived.
"17. And you had a baby?" she spoke as we came closer to the entrance.
"Yup" I said.
"That's crazy…!" she said shaking her head.
"Yeah I guess" I chuckled as we reached the front.
We both walked out and sat on a bench as we waited for our rides.
"My name's Kaelie by the way" she said as she stuck out her hand.
"Clary" I smiled shaking it.
At this moment Dean began to fuss a little so I reached into the baby bag and pulled out his binky.
"There you go sweetie" I cooed as I kissed his forehead.
My phone dinged, I reached into the back pocket of my jeans and pulled it out.
Right around the corner! Can't wait to meet the little guy! And I've got someone I want you to meet!
-Jon
"Is it hard?" Kaelie asked turning her body towards me.
"What?" I asked looking at her.
"You know… Being a mother?" she asked.
I shook my head, "Not really… I mean the first couple of months were a little hard, but after 5 months, I think I've gotten the hang of it." I smiled proudly.
"I bet you get a lot of stares and questions huh?" she asked playing with the hem of her white dress.
"Yeah I do. But I don't care anymore. I mean he's my son now. And I'm not gonna hide him, I'm not ashamed." I spoke.
"That's incredible. I… I don't think I could be as confident about that if I was in your shoes" She sighed.
"Yeah, well with the crap I've gone through, the only thing to do is stay positive and confident. So yeah" I smiled.
"You're awesome Clary" Kaelie said.
"So, you're 17. Does that make you a junior?" she asked as she crossed her legs.
"No, I'm actually a senior. I started school early" I said.
"Oh that's cool! I'm a senior too! Last month I turned 18!" she smiled happily.
"CLARY!" a masculine voice called out. I lifted my head to see Black Toyota tundra with my brother hanging out of the window.
"Jon" I chuckled shaking my head.
I turned back to Kaelie, "Well it was really nice meeting you Kaelie. And thank you so much for helping me on the plane" I smiled.
"No problem girl. I really think we should keep in contact. You know get a coffee or something." She smiled.
"Yeah sure. Here I'll give you my number" I said as grabbed her phone and inserted my number.
She glanced at the contact name and entered hers in my phone.
Another car pulled up, a beautiful American muscle mustang.
"There's my ride. See you later Dean" she cooed as she tugged on his little fingers.
"Bye Dean's mama" she smiled as she got up and waved to me as she walked towards the American muscle.
"Bye Kaelie!" I shouted as my brother approached me.
Not really approached, more like ran.
"Little sis! God, I've missed you so much!" he said giving me a hug, carefully avoiding the little baby sound asleep in my sling.
"I've missed you too Jonny boy" I smiled kissing his cheek.
"Oh god, look how much you've grown!" He said as he cupped the sides of my face. He kissed my forehead and looked at me with a huge smile.
To be honest, I must have grown a lot for Jon. I mean the last time he saw me was when I was 9 years old. That was like 8 years ago. Which makes him around 27 years old now.
Dean began to wiggle a little and whine a bit. It's his feeding time around now.
I gazed down at my wonderful son, "Don't worry sweetie. I'll feed you in the car" I smiled as I caressed his little chubby porcelain cheeks.
I heard Jon sigh, I looked up at him. He had a saddened expression on his face.
I knew all too well to what he was about to say.
I lifted my hand and cupped his cheek, I felt the stubble of his facial hair.
"It's okay Jon" I said with a small smile.
He used both of his hands to hold my hand that was placed on his cheek.
He looked at me and shook his head, "It's not Clary. It really isn't"
Another sigh escaped my lips; I didn't want to think about this anymore.
"They had every right to kick me out. I mean look at me …." I said gesturing to my body.
I'm a 5'2" girl with fiery red curly hair stopping at my waist. I had these two huge doe like green eyes that made me look like a little girl. My skin was pale as can be and to top it off I looked like a child. Anyone who saw me probably thought that I was 10 years old from my lack of curves. The only benefit from having a child would be my breasts. I mean I breast feed so it's only natural that my boobs swelled up. Actually that is probably the only thing I liked about my body. But still, I looked way too young to be a mother.
Jon pulled me out of my thoughts when he squeezed my hand.
I lifted up my eyes meeting his green eyes, the same eyes we both inherited from our darling mother.
As I looked at him I noticed my gaze was slightly blurred, it is then that I realized that I had tears dripping down my face.
"They…they kicked me out Jon" I stuttered as my eyes filled to the brim with tears.
"Clare-bear" Jon sighed as he pulled me in for a hug, carefully avoiding Dean again.
I rested my head on his chest as I let the tears pour out.
I hadn't had a good cry yet. Everything happened so fast. I had to leave and pack up my life and journey 2,500 miles away from the only place I knew. The place I grew up, the place where I wanted to raise my family. But no, that was totally out of the questions. Instead of helping their daughter through this process my parents sent me away. Kicked me out. More concerned for their reputation then their daughter and grandson's life.
Sure I get where they are coming from. I mean their 17 year old daughter got pregnant and decided to raise the child. I guess that would be hard for them. But what about me. Am I selfish for wanting my parents to comfort me and assure me that I wouldn't have to do this alone?
Sure they could be mad at me and all. But this is their first grandson. He hadn't done anything wrong, so why take it out on him? He's innocent.
My poor baby, I can only hope that he'll grow up healthy and happy. That's all I want for him.
I sucked in another breath and peeled my arms off of Jon as I regained my composure. I used the back of my hands to wipe the tears away. Thank the heavens that I didn't have time to put on make-up today. I'm sure I would have looked like a scary witch if I had right now.
"It's okay sis. They have no idea what they've lost. But I'm glad you're hear with me now" he smiled grabbing my suitcase.
I sniffled as I grabbed the baby bag. Jon placed my suitcases in the back of the truck as we walked towards the truck.
Deep breaths in and out….
I regained my composure as I stood in front of the truck.
"Have you got the car seat I sent?" I asked Jon as he came towards me.
"Of course I have" he smiled as he opened the door for me.
Inside I heard a squeal.
Curiously I leaned in closer examining where that squeal came from.
But by the time I got close enough to peer inside the squealer jumped out from the back and ran around the truck.
"CLARY AND DEAN!" a very high pitched feminine voice squealed.
I turned to Jon with a horrified expression.
What the hell is going on?
"Clary, this is who I wanted you to meet" he said he looked at me.
"This is Sadie, my girlfriend" he smiled.
She popped in front of me with a huge smile.
She had wavy brown hair that stopped at her shoulders, and she had these deep hazel eyes. She had a ray of freckles sprinkled across her tanned skin. She was really pretty.
God job Jon.
As I looked at her I couldn't help but notice something that should have stuck out.
Her belly protruding in front of her.
"You're…you're pregnant" I said looking from her huge smiling face to Jon's who's mimicked hers exactly.
"Yes, yes we are" Jon smiled as he wrapped an arm around Sadie's shoulders.
"Wow" I spoke, blinking several times.
My brother and his girlfriend are having a baby. Me, his little sister already has a 5 month old baby boy.
What is it with this crazy year and having children…?
"Congrats" I smiled.
Being pregnant with someone willing to stay with you and someone who loves you must be an incredible feeling.
"Thanks so much Clary" she smiled walking over to me and giving me a hug.
"Wow" I smiled as we pulled back.
I placed my hand on her stomach, "How far along are you?" I asked.
"17 weeks" she smiled proudly.
This girl is adorable. She has the new mother glow.
"Fun! Do you know what you guys are having yet?" I chimed as I felt Dean shift more.
"Actually hold that thought. Let's continue this in the truck. I gotta breastfeed" I said as I walked towards the truck.
"Oh gross!" Jon gagged as he followed behind.
"Oh grow up Jon! You're gonna have to deal with that when our kid is born!" Sadie said as I heard her slap Jon on the arm.
"I know. I just don't want to see my sister's boob. I mean I won't have a problem with seeing yours Sade" Jon said. I could sense a smirk on his face as he spoke.
"Jon you're so gross" I said turning around and sticking out my tongue.
He laughed as he opened the door for me.
"Thank you sir" I smiled as I hoisted myself and my baby up.
I took Dean out a quickly pulled up my shirt. I brought Dean close to me and before I knew it he latched on and began sucking away.
"So Clary are you hu—oh god! Next time tell me when your boob is out!" he yelled quickly turning around with his hands over his eyes.
I laughed loudly, which seemed to not be okay with Dean because his gummy mouth bit hard.
"Ow ow" I winced.
"Dean" I frowned slightly as my son nuzzled closer to me.
I let out a sigh.
"Okay then, I won't laugh" I said shaking my head as I caressed my son's cheek.
"AWWW! So cute!" Sadie chimed in as she peered over the seat.
I looked at her curiously.
It was kind of creepy how she was just staring at me as I breastfed my baby.
"Uh, so I like you and all Sadie... But uh do you mind?" I spoke.
"Oh not at all. Continue" she smiled completely oblivious to the fact that she was creeping me out.
"Babe, she means for you to sit down and stop staring at her" Jon chuckled.
"Oh oh! Sorry Clary! I'm just so excited!" she smiled as she turned around.
I chuckled, "No worries"
"Anyways" Jon said as he started up the truck and pulled onto the road.
"You hungry Clare?" he asked.
"Actually yeah" I spoke.
"Okay cool, I'll drop you off at home and I'll go pick up some food from Taki's" he said as he pulled onto the highway.
"Okay. That sounds great" I smiled as my brother looked at me in the rearview mirror.
As we drove in a comfortable silence I gazed down at my son.
His eyes closed as his tuffs of fiery red hair framed his little chubby cheeks.
This is the start of our brand new life now. Everything will go on. Because there's one thing I know for sure.
Life Happens.
But, I wouldn't want it any other way…
A/N: Everyone including myself usual makes Kaelie the "bad" girl, so i thought why not make her a friend instead! Hope you guys liked it! Leave reviews! Thanks!
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