Here we gooooo. This chapter is Brenna Collins POV. Thank you, lovers for reviewing and following and all that good stuff!It really means a lot and I'm just glad someone is getting enjoyment out of this story as much as I am with writing it. Now on with the show.
Disclaimers: Don't own Glee or the Glee characters. Just my plot and Brenna Collins.
She could feel the slight baby bump underneath her hand as she pressed it gently against her thin tee shirt. She was a whooping eleven weeks preggers and she was surprised every morning when she woke up. Her life was more in resemblance to 50 first dates.
Except there's no dates. Just short forgetfulness…
That comes back after she profusely vomits in her toilet.
Yep. That was her bright and sunny morning. Every freaking morning for the past few weeks. It was getting old really, really fast.
Brenna frowned at an odd title of the colossal amount of books on one shelf. She couldn't pronounce it. Heck, she didn't even know if it was English. That would explain it. She sighed and continued to pace around the office of one of the few adoption agents.
Whenever Brenna thought heard or thought the word agent she was immediately brought to Spy Kids and how she wished she were a spy kid. She would be a Spy Kid of course. A Secret Agent is what the adults are called. She thinks anyways. She could be like Jessica Alba in the newest Spy Kids movie. Kicking butt threw contractions.
She looked down at her forming bump.
No. No that would not be wise.
Stay out of fiction, Brenna. Fiction gets you in trouble.
Maybe she could look into being a spy after the baby is born.
God, what will happen after she pushed the giant baby head out of her vagina?
She shook her head, completely horrified that she had not one idea what she was going to do after the baby was put into good, clean hands.
One day at a time.
Psh. It was hard to go one hour at a time.
Just as Brenna made her thirteenth roundabout in the office, the agent came in with a phony apologetic expression.
"I'm so sorry, Miss. Collins." He apologized as he walked to his desk at a pace that was slower than a small.
To Brenna, anyways. Brenna was surely figuring out that her once great patience was now waning as she went further into her pregnancy.
"Brenna. It's just Brenna."
The agent looked up at her and grinned professionally.
Professionally equals not really caring either way.
A shiver ran down her spine. Brenna didn't know if it was the way the agent looked or that she had to pee again for the umpteenth time. She was thinking the latter.
"Right." He chuckled, humorlessly. "Well, Brenna, I'm sorry about the delay."
Brenna didn't like the way he said her name. It sounded creepy and she should have never said anything. She also didn't like how he didn't give a reason as to why he was late to a very important appointment that was scheduled to weeks in advance. Brenna didn't have anything to do after this meeting, but this agent, Drew was his name, was wasting her precious time.
She made a mental note to complain to his boss. Whoever that was.
She would find out.
"Let's get down to business." He began when he sat down in his seat.
Brenna mentally nodded in approval. He wasted no time with bullshit small talk and she liked that about him. He was probably trying to make up for rudely being late.
Prob not though.
He flipped through some profile of Brenna as he spoke facts about her.
"Brenna Collins. 17 years old. Graduated McKinley High School. Graduated with a Advanced High School Diploma."
She could hear the judgment all up in his voice when he read that last fact. She could even see the utter disappointment. He had no right to be disappointed in her. He didn't even know her.
She hated him and she wanted to walk out of his office in cry. She didn't do it though.
Something she's learned since she found out she was with child: people will always judge you when they don't know your story. You just gotta keep going.
Like Dory the fish said. Except she said "Just keep swimming".
It had the same meaning.
Okay, so it was not exactly the smarted action to get pregnant, but, like always, she didn't mean for it to happen and that made her feel bad. She knew she should have double checked that condom Jake Puckerman had. Of course she didn't because he was her best friend and she trusted him.
Jake apologized every day for that.
"It's already done, dude." She had said to him after the third time he apologized. "Now be a goof baby daddy and help me figure this out." Brenna had been looking at different agencies at the time.
Jake picked this one out. She was again questioning her trust with the guy.
"Graduated early?" just so you could get knocked up. He didn't say it, but that's what he was thinking and Brenna fought the sudden urge to smack him in upside his head with his nameplate.
She took a long breath before sighing. "No. Philadelphia school system took me in at four." Brenna explained with a weak smirk.
He grinned in understanding and went back to the file.
That was how the entire appointment went. He'd read her file aloud and then ask some judgmental question and she'd answer it sharply and shortly.
Brenna was stressed out more than relaxed when she stumbled out of Drew's office. She went straight to the public bathroom to empty out her bladder.
As she was finishing up her business, someone walked in and went straight for the sink. Brenna slipped out of the bathroom and saw a blonde woman washing her hands.
She was stunning, hands down and it completely caught Brenna off guard. Brenna went over to the sink to wash her hands to keep her from looking like a weirdo. The woman looked at herself in the mirror for a moment before glancing at Brenna who was wiping her hands dry.
Brittany caught sight of the baby bump forming on Brenna's stomach. She smiled at the girl.
Brenna caught her looking and grinned. "I think I have to go again. This pregnant gig is deff not what I signed up for." Brenna mumbled, jokingly.
Brittany chuckled. "Frequent urination is most common and most annoying symptom of pregnancy." She said.
"So you've been pregnant." Brenna sighed heavily of relief. " I'm glad I'm not the only one." She chuckled.
Brittany smiled slightly and shook her head. "Uh, no. I haven't. I just know… a lot." She said, tightly.
Brenna immediately remembered where they were. Brenna nodded easily.
She liked the blonde woman. She had this easy atmosphere around her and Brenna liked that very much. She hoped the family that adopted her kid would be like her.
Brenna had an idea.
"Sooo, are you here to like adopt a kid?" Brenna asked with a grin.
Brenna had no time to beat around the bush. Just call her Brenna straightforward-and-no-bullshit Collins.
Brittany didn't seem at all surprised at the bold question. She liked the girl. She was up-front. Like herself.
"Actually yes, but it seems harder than the website made it sound." Brittany chuckled, humorlessly.
"You wanna adopt mine?"
Smooth. Real smooth.
At that Brittany blinked. And blinked again. And again.
Brenna started to think that was stupid and wanted to make a run for the door.
"I mean it would require paper work and such, but still…I kind of get this good vibe from you. And I always listen to my good vibes." Brenna nodded with pursed lips and she rocked on the tips of her tops and her heel.
Brittany beamed. "I get a good vibe from you too uh…"
"Brenna. Brenna Collins." She grinned brightly.
**Brenna'sGift**
Brenna and Brittany exchanged formalities in the bathroom and then head to Brittany's agent, who was way more friendly and likeable than Drew. Ugh
In that office, she met Santana, Brittany's wife and she was even more delighted with the idea of the two raising the kid growing in her. Santana was friendly, but she had that scrutinizing look in her eye. Good. She was gonna be an awesome parent. Brenna liked her.
This meeting went so much better that the other and when the exchange was over Brenna was extremely lighter. She bid her goodbyes to the future parents her baby and went about her day.
She was way pumped and more confident about this whole adoption agency. Maybe it was just Drew that was a jerk.
At the meeting they spoke about various things and the agent, Emma Phillsbury, was impressed that they knew what they wanted in the adoption. There was just one thing that the two married women and Brenna weren't sure on. They were still iffy on if they wanted a opened adoption or a semi opened adoption or just a closed adoption even though they know the mother of the baby. Brenna hadn't thought that much about it, but she wasn't gonna make a decision until she got to know the couple better.
Her ride home was filled with Iggy Azalea and Cher Lloyd. She was still mumbling the words to "Fancy" when she walked into the door.
"Look who's here."
Kitty stood in the kitchen over the stove cooking something that smelled good and made Brenna's stomach growl.
"I'm hoooome!" Brenna shouted throughout the house. She grinned at Kitty when she scoffed and went about stirring whatever was in the pot.
Kitty was her best friend. They've known each other since they were five. That was when Brenna's parents passed away and Kitty's parents took her in. Ms. Wilde loved her like her own. So, it's understandable that it's upsetting that Brenna got pregnant at a young age, but still she didn't treat her differently. She didn't chastise her. She didn't disown her. She stood by her and she understood that things happen and when things happen you have to make it better. Brenna was making better with giving her baby up for adoption.
Gosh, that sounds bad.
"How was your appointment, dear?" Ms. Wilde asked as she strutted into the kitchen. She went straight to the stove and bumped Kitty away muttering something about it burning and Kitty stirring it wrong. Kitty rolled her eyes and went over to hug Brenna then got down to the level of her tummy to talk to the baby. It was Brenna's turn to roll her eyes. She let Kitty be though.
"The first one was horrible. The second, after I empty my bladder, was so much better." She then went on to explain the first meeting and then the second. She told them about Brittany and Santana and how much she liked the two and how she wanted them to adopt the baby. Kitty wasn't really listening. She was telling the baby about when Jake came over with a huge bag of Reeses for Brenna.
"Well, that's nice sweet heart." Mrs. Wilde began. "If they end up adopting the baby, that would be good for them. More children need to be brought up in an open minded family." She nodded, agreeing with herself.
Brenna snickered, but nodded. "That's exactly what I thought." Brenna looked down at Kitty who was still having a one side conversation with the baby. " You know they can't hear you right?" Brenna teased.
Kitty slapped at her thigh and stood up to straighten out her skirt. "I know, but still. It's the thought that counts." She sniffed then walked over one of the cabinets and threw a bag of candy at her.
It was Reeses. Mother lode.
"Yeeesss." Brenna hissed as she stared on opening the bag.
Ms. Wilde swiftly snatched the bag from Brenna's hands. "No candy before dinner."
Brenna pouted, but nodded. She went to the kitchen grabbed a water bottle and grabbed Kitty's wrist before headed up stairs to the room they kind of shared, kind of didn't share.
She plopped on Kitty's fluffy bed and groaned when she started to realized that her boobs were sore. Kitty knew what the groan meant and didn't ask what was wrong. She just sat beside her best friend and hummed "Signed, Sealed, Delivered" by Stevie Wonder.
Brenna laid there for a moment before she spoke. "So Jake came over?" she asked in a uninteresting tone. Truthfully, she was interested, but that was only because she wanted to know if he came to apologize again today. He already sent her a text this morning and Brenna was losing track.
Kitty leaned back on the bed beside Brenna and said "Yup." She paused. "He said he was sorry and that if you need anything just call him."
"I need the world in my hands." Brenna said seriously. She turned her head to the side and looked at Kitty with a thoughtful look. "Do you think he can get me the world?"
"Yes. Yes you could." Kitty replied sagely. She smirked at Brenna then went to play with the bracelets on Brenna's wrist.
Kitty and Brenna have always been close, so the action was unsurprising to Brenna.
"Soooo, you're really gonna go through with it?" Kitty asked quietly. She looked at Brenna through her eyelashes. "With the adoption?"
Brenna sighed and it made a funny noise because her lips were smacked together. She giggled slightly but recovered quickly to answer Kitty's question. "Yea, Kit. I'm really gonna do it."
"You really like Brittany and Santana?"
Brenna banged her shoulder with Kitty's and smirked. "So you were listening?" she joked. Kitty rolled her eyes and grinned. "Yes. I think their quite swell." She said in a pretty good British accent.
Kitty snorted but nodded. She took Brenna's hand in hers and squeezed it tightly.
"I will be right by your side, Bee." Kitty grinned at her.
Brenna knew she was gonna be by her side even if she had to drag Kitty all the way. There was no way she was doing this alone. She was gonna avoid that at all costs.