This is a story about how a former girl from Degrassi lives the days with her son.
I do now own Degrassi or any of its characters but as far as I know I own KJ's Diner. But I know for a FACT that I own Evan Michael. It was going to be my son's name only backwards. Ex: Michael Evan.
Well enjoy!
I pulled into my mother's driveway. I needed to pick up something I had left there while I had gone shopping with Manny. I lead the way to the front door, my key all ready to be put into the door knob. I unlocked and it and stuck my head inside.
"Hey everybody." I said. Mom, Snake, and the baby were sitting on the floor in the living room.
"Hi Evan!" I said in that "baby talk" voice. Who's Evan? Oh he's my 11,almost a year, month old baby boy. Evan Michael Nelson. He kept the family name. I wanted him to be related to his father in no way shape or form. He lives with Manny and I. We live in an apartment close to the school. Manny and I moved in together after Snake had gotten furious with me and threatened to kick me out. Said I was stupid enough to not get married before I got pregnant. He was pissed because the "baby daddy" had left and I was to raise Evan on my own. I did them the favor and moved out. At the beginning of the school year, when I found out I was pregnant, I was 19 and a half. Just the legal age to move out on my own. But that had been almost a year and a half ago. I went through my senior year pregnant. I was now 20. Everything was settled with my parents but I liked it better on my own. Okay maybe it wasn't on my own but it was just as great. The father..well the father I would rather not mention at this point. You'll find out in due time. I would rather eat one of Evan's dirty diapers than talk about him right now.
"Was Evan a good boy?" I asked looking at him.
"He was an angel Em." Mother replied smiling. I smiled back at her.
I was glad everything was okay. I was glad to know that mom understood. She went through the same thing when she was pregnant with me. Mom wasn't the one I was worried about. Traces of Snake's cancer had come back and when he found out I was pregnant that long year and a half ago he went berserk.
"Did you have a good time Emma?" Snake asked.
"It was great. Oh guys I got you something. Wait here."
I jogged out to my car and popped the trunk. Inside was a bag full of new plates and kitchen supplies. I hadn't gotten anything for my parents in ages and I thought they deserved something for watching Evan for the day. And for being my parents. Where did I get this money you ask? I have a job. Real shocker eh? No uh I work at KJ's diner. It isn't as popular as The Dot but people there pay good tips. That helps me get through a week but Manny is where the rest of my life is. She gets local modeling gigs and gets loads of moolah. If it weren't for Manny I'd be living in my parent's basement. Again. She's the one who splits the rent with me to even afford our apartment. I'm proud of her for living up to her dream. And I owe her big time.
I brought the bag into the living room where Manny had sat on the couch. This was a second home to her just as it was to me. She trusted my mom with all of her heart. Sometimes it seemed like she trusted my mom more than her own.
I handed the bag to my mom and she looked at Snake before looking inside. A huge smile spread across her face as she pulled out a plate with her favorite flower, daises, designed around the rim. Also in the bag were matching cups, bowls, and even forks, spoons, and knives with matching handles. And at the very bottom was a watch. It was for Snake of course. It wasn't very expensive but it's the thought that counts right? Manny and I had just gotten our paychecks for the week and decided to go on a shopping spree that morning. When we dropped Evan off they had no idea they were getting anything. You might think dropping Evan off was just to keep him out of trouble. But no. It was to shop for his birthday. It was less than a week away, April 16th, and he wasn't going to have his first birthday without getting anything special. We had also gotten things just because. Like shoes, clothes, and some things for the apartment. We lived there for 11 months without blinds or curtains on the windows. Without even a throw rug. Having to walk across the wood floor on a cold, snowing December morning.
"Thank you Em these are great." Mom said holding up the cups.
"Yeah Emma thank you so much for the watch."
"It was our pleasure." Manny replied for me.
They both smiled warmly at her.
"Oh Em do you want to stay for dinner?"
I looked at Manny. She shrugged her shoulders and then shook her head no and patted her stomach.
"No thanks mom. We ate at the food court at the mall a couple of hours ago. We're just going to get home and set up all the stuff we got for the apartment."
I had gotten over my eating disorder but a lot of the time it seemed that Manny had gotten one. Hm. Kinda sounds like a puppy. I got rid of mine, but Manny decided to get one.
"Alright well girls come by more often. We need to have a girls out night again."
"We will mom we will."
I hugged mom and Snake and while Manny was getting her hugs I grabbed all of Evan's things. Diaper bag, favorite toy, blankie, etc.
Manny took Evan out of mom's arms and then let Snake and mom say goodbye to him. Then followed me out to the car. She strapped Evan into the car seat while I put his belongings in the back seat with him. Then we started our long..well 10 minute journey to our apartment.
Thanks for reading the first chapter. I haven't gotten very far on the second chapter because I don't know if I should keep this story. Tell me what you guys think of it.