I closed my book and laid back down on the bed. How could I lie to mom? She had a pregnancy scare and asked me if I was covered in "that" area. I lied. I told her I thought so. That was a big lie. The truth is I know I'm not covered. Or wasn't, anyway. That's right. I'm pregnant. I'm just not ready to tell anyone yet. Not even Logan. I'm really scared he'll run away. I decided I'm just going to tell him tomorrow. I have no idea how that'll work out.
I walked over to the dock where the yacht was. It was Logan's sister's engagement party. I really didn't want to be there. I just wanted to tell Logan he was going to be a dad. I needed to eventually.
"Logan!" I called to him.
"Hey, Ace," he responded, "I thought you had dinner at your grandparents' tonight."
"I got of it," I replied. "Come down here. I can barely hear you."
"OK," he called, "Whats wrong? Why aren't you at your grandparents'?"
"Its been a rough day," I replied, "And I have something to tell you."
"Ace, Whats wrong?" Logan asked again.
"Logan," I started tearing up, "I'm pregnant."
"What?!" Logan shouted, "How is that possible?"
"I honestly don't know, Logan." Now I was just plain sobbing.
"Well, however it happened, I love you, Ace." I was shocked. How was he handling this so well? Was he actually happy about this?
"I love you, but I need some time to think this over."
"Excuse me?"
"I don't know if I'm ready to be a dad, Rory. This is a life-changing thing."
"I know it is," I retorted.
"Well, then, just give me some time to think this over." Then, he walked away. I stood there, sobbing, for awhile. Then, I drove home. Thinking about the future. How would I tell Mom. Or my grandparents? What would I do about Yale? I decided to put that all aside for now. It wasn't about me anymore. I was going to be a mother. I didn't know if I would have to do it alone, but I knew it couldn't be that hard. If my mother could do it, then so could I.
