CHAPTER 3
A couple days had passed since I had found out that I was pregnant. I still hadn't told my parents because I just couldn't figure out what I wanted to say to them so that they wouldn't be mad. Don hadn't talked to his dad either about the situation.
Don and I decided to meet up with Mike and Chavo. I sat on the tailgate of Don's truck as Mike shot at rocks that Don threw up into the air. The guys were talking about random football things.
"He designed his offense around one player. We're dead," Mike said as he held the gun and looked at the ground.
"We're not dead," Chavo said as he sat in the bed of the truck. "We just need to start throwing the football.
"We're dead," Don said as he nodded his head and looked at me.
"Dead. Pull it," Mike said as he cocked the gun and aimed at the rock that Don threw.
He blew the rock to pieces. I looked over at Don and he smirked at me.
"We gotta lighten up. We're 17," Chavo said as he looked at all of us.
"Do you feel 17?" Don asked as he turned around and looked at Chavo.
Mike cocked the gun again and said, "I don't feel 17. Pull it," Mike said as he aimed at the sky again.
Don threw another rock and Mike blew it apart again.
"We will win state," Chavo said as he watched Mike.
"Chavo you're like a human piñata," Don said as he turned around and walked towards Chavo. "You get your ass all beat on more than anybody I know and you just sit there and spit out candy."
"That's 'cause he's out of here. He's got the grades. No matter what, if we win or lose, he knows he's getting' out. He's like the one foot out the door, man," Mike said as he cocked his shotgun again.
"It's true, Chavo," Don said as he threw another rock. "You're gonna be drinkin' martinis," Don started to say.
I started to laugh.
"Gimme the gun," Chavo said with a smirk on his face.
"Eatin' lamb chops, getting' manicures," Don continued as I laughed harder.
"You're just jealous," Chavo said as he looked at Don.
"Removin' your freakin' shoes," Don said as he laughed harder.
We all started to laugh as we knew that Don was right about everything. Chavo already had the grades and it didn't matter whether the team won or lost.
"Well, I'm out of here. I have to go home to mom," Mike said as he started to walk over to his car.
"See ya, Mike," we all said as Mike opened his door.
Don came over to me and kissed me as I sat on the tailgate of his truck. He wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up.
"Come on. At least let me get out of here before you two start something," Chavo said as Don put me down.
"See ya, Chavo," Don said as Chavo walked over to his car and opened the door.
"See ya, guys," Chavo said before he got into his car.
Don and I walked around his truck and leaned up against the door. I wrapped my arms around Don's neck and looked into his eyes. Don reached up and took his red trucker hat off. He put it on my head and I smiled at him.
"You look good in it," Don said as he pulled me closer to him.
"Talk to your dad yet," I said after we kissed.
"Not yet. I'm waiting for the right moment. I was thinking that you could come with me and we could all sit down and talk about it. I really don't want to be alone on this," Don said as he looked into my eyes.
"Okay," I said as I nodded my head.
Don leaned down and kissed my lips. I deepened the kiss as I pulled Don closer to me. I took Don's hat off of my head and placed it back on Don's head as we got into his truck. Don got in and we drove to his house. We sat in the truck for a couple of minutes and then finally went inside. Don let me in and I walked into the living room.
"Dad? Flippy?" Don asked as he walked towards their bedroom.
Charlie and Flippy were laying on the bed as Don walked into the room.
"I need you to come out to the living room for a minute," Don said as he walked back towards the living room.
Don sat down beside me on the couch as Flippy and Charlie came out of the bedroom. They walked into the living room.
"Hi, Lacy," Flippy said with a smile as she said down on the chair.
"What's this about?" Charlie asked as he looked at me.
"We need to tell you something," Don started to say and then glanced over at me. "Something's come up and I need to tell you two."
"Well, spit it out already," Charlie said as he looked at me and Don.
"Charlie," Flippy said as she looked over at Charlie.
"We umm, we have some news that we need to share with you. Well, you see, Lacy took a test the other day-,"
"What kind of test?" Charlie asked as he looked at Don.
"A, umm, a pregnancy test," Don said and then looked down.
"You've got to be shittin' me," Charlie said with a chuckle as he looked over at me. "Is this true?"
I nodded my head and looked down at the floor. Charlie shook his head and let out another chuckle.
"You can't do anything right. You can't catch or hold onto the football. You can't win football games. Now you got some girl pregnant. This is just fantastic," Charlie said as he shook his head.
Tears welded in my eyes and I stood up. I walked out of the living room and walked out of Don's house.
"Way to go, dad," Don said as he stood up and ran out of his house after me. "Lacy! Wait up!" Don yelled as he ran after me down the sidewalk.
I stopped walking as Don stood in front of me and pulled me into a hug. Tears came out of my eyes as I choked on a sob.
"It's okay," Don said as he rubbed my back.
"My parents are gone for tonight. Do you want to come and spend the night at my house and then we can talk to them when they get back tomorrow?" I asked as I looked into Don's eyes with tears going down my cheeks.
"Yeah," Don said with a smirk as he wiped the tears off of my face. "How about you wait in the truck and I'll run in and grab some clothes. Deal?"
I nodded my head and Don walked me over to his truck. He opened the door for me and I got in. Don ran inside his house and came out with his duffle bag a few minutes later. He threw the bag on the front seat beside me and got into the truck. He drove to my house and parked in the driveway. We both got out of the truck and walked to the front door. I got my house key and opened the door. We both went inside and Don closed the door behind him.
Later that night, Don and I were sitting on the couch, cuddling as Don flicked through the channels.
"I'm going to get something to drink," I said as I got up off of the couch. "Do you want anything?" I asked as I walked towards the kitchen.
"Just get me whatever," Don said from the living room.
I opened up the fridge and grabbed us two cans of Coke. I walked out in the living room and handed one to Don as I sat down beside him. We opened them up and drank them. I yawned as I rested my head on Don's shoulder.
"Tired tonight?" Don asked with a smirk on his face.
"Yeah. I'm beat," I said as I watched the show that Don had on.
"Why don't we go up to bed then?" Don asked as he shut the T.V. off.
Don stood up and picked me up in his arms. He started to carry me towards the steps. I laughed as he walked up the steps with me. He walked me down the hall to my bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him. He set me down and I kissed him before I walked over and got into my top drawers. I took out my shorts and tank top. I changed into my pajamas and walked over to my bed.
"I'll be right back," Don said as he walked into my bathroom, closing the door behind him.
I got under the covers and turned the lamp off. The bathroom door opened and Don walked out with just a pair of boxers on. He snuck under the covers with me and held me close to him. I rested my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat.
"I'm sorry about today," Don said as he held me close. "I don't know what got into my dad."
"It's alright."
I looked up at Don and he looked down at me. We both smiled at each other and then Don started to kiss my lips. I rolled onto my back as Don deepened the kiss and climbed on top of me. I placed my hands on his bare back as we continued to kiss. I felt Don's hands roaming all over my body. Don reached down and pulled my shorts down as we continued to kiss. Don broke the kiss and placed tiny kisses along my jaw line. He kissed his way over to my neck and started to suck on it as I pushed his boxers down. I felt Don enter me and I bit my bottom lip as he started to pump in and out. I rested my hands on his bare back as he continued to pump in and out. Don went faster as we started to kiss again. We were both moaning and holding onto each other. We both climaxed and Don held himself in as we continue to kiss. Don pulled back and place one last kiss on my lips before he pulled out. He layed down beside me and we both tried to catch out breath.
"I love you," I whispered as I rolled onto my side towards Don.
"I love you, too," Don whispered back as he panted.
A few minutes later, we were both out in a deep sleep.
The next morning, I woke up to the sun coming through my window. I squinted my eyes and rolled onto my other side. I felt the bed beside me and noticed that it was bare. I opened my eyes and saw that Don wasn't laying next to me. I sat up and rubbed my eyes.
"Don?" I asked as I looked around the room.
I got out of bed and opened my bedroom door. I walked down the hallway and then went down the steps. I smelled food being cooked as I walked towards the kitchen.
"Hey," Don said as he watched me walk into the kitchen.
"Morning," I said as I walked over to Don and gave him a kiss. "What are you making?"
"Pancakes," Don said as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck.
I smiled and pulled Don close to me. Don reached his hand over and turned the stove off as he kissed his way towards my lips. I wrapped my arms around him as we both deepened the kiss. A few minutes passed and we finally pulled apart and smiled at each other. Don grabbed the stack of pancakes and we went over to the kitchen table. We sat down and started to eat.
"Do you think that Boobie is going to come back?" I asked after I took a sip of my juice.
"Probably. You know Boobie, he will play if his leg is broken," Don said as he chewed up a piece of pancake.
"Impossible, but true."
The day went on and Don and I were sitting on the couch as the front door opened. My parents walked in, closing the door behind them.
"Hi, Don," my mom said with a smile as she walked into the living room.
"Hi, Mrs. Wilson," Don said with a smile.
"How's the football season going?" my dad asked Don.
"It's going great," Don said with a smile as he nodded his head.
My parents were about to walk out of the room and I knew that this was the time that I needed to say something.
"Mom, dad, I need to tell you guys something," I said as I looked at my parents.
"What is it, honey?" my mom asked as she looked over at me.
"We have something to tell you," I said as I looked over at Don.
I looked at my mom and she looked back at me.
"Please don't tell me that you're pregnant," my mom said as she closed her eyes.
I looked over at my mom as she opened her eyes. I put my head down and nodded it.
"Don, can you step outside for a minute while we have a word with our daughter?" my dad asked as he stood up and walked over to my mom.
"I actually should be getting home," Don said as he looked over at me.
"I'll call you," I said as I looked over at Don.
Don nodded his head and got up. He opened the front door and walked outside. I sat on the couch and looked over at my parents. They looked like they were disgusted with me.
"How could you go and do something like this? You think that you're ready to have a baby?" my mom asked as she stood up.
"I didn't mean for this to happen-,"
"Oh, you didn't mean for this to happen! What's going to happen with schooling and college!?" my dad yelled at me as he walked towards me. "This was a dumb move on your part!"
"It was not a dumb move!" I yelled as I stood up. "You two are always praising Nick for the good things that he has done! Sorry that I'm not a straight A student!"
"Getting straight A's has nothing to do with what has happened to you! You go out, get drunk, and come home late!"
"So what if I do that! I'm having a great senior year!"
"You know what young lady, go up to your room!" my mom yelled as she pointed up the steps.
"I'm not going up there! I'm sick of you guys always praising Nick and not me," I said as tears welded in my eyes. "How do you think it feels for me to have to sit there and listen to you brag about Nick all the time?"
"Nick didn't have a baby when he was a senior in high school!" my mom yelled at me.
"I don't care what Nick did or does! I'm having this baby with Don whether you two like it or not!" I yelled as I walked towards the front door and opened it.
I ran out of the house and went down the sidewalk.
Later that night, Don was at the house watching TV on the couch. The phone rang and he walked over and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Don, it's Mrs. Wilson. Lacy wouldn't happen to be there by any chance, would she?"
"No, she's not here. Did something happen?"
"We got into a little argument and she ran off. Listen, if she comes there, call me, okay?" my mom said as she sniffled.
"Yeah, sure. I can do that, Mrs. Wilson," Don said as he nodded his head.
"Thank you, Don," my mom said before she hung up the phone.
Don grabbed his keys and quickly walked out to his truck. He quickly backed out of the driveway and drove off down the road. He looked around, trying to find me. He pulled into the school parking lot and saw me sitting on the curb. He parked his truck and got out.
"Lacy? What are you doing out here? Your mom called me and said you weren't home," Don said as he quickly walked over to me and knelt down in front of me.
He noticed that there were tears going down my cheeks. He pulled me into a hug and held me close to him. I sobbed on his shoulder.
"Shh. It's okay," Don said quietly into my ear as he rubbed my back with his hands.
"No, it's not," I said as I sniffled. "My parents hate me."
"Hey," Don said as he pulled back and looked into my eyes. "They don't hate you. Your mom called my house, in tears because you left the house. They don't hate you."
"What are we gonna do?" I said as more tears came out of my eyes and rolled down my cheeks.
"Lacy, we can get through this. We're going to get through this, together. I know we can. It might be hard at first, but I know that we can do it. We grew up together," Don said as he wiped the tears off of my cheeks. "I know that we can do this," Don said as he looked into my eyes.
I looked back at Don and nodded my head. Don leaned in and kissed my lips.
"I love you," Don said as he smiled at me.
"I love you, too," I said as I wiped so more tears away.
"Let's get you back home," Don said as he helped me up off of the cement curb.
We walked over to Don's truck and he opened the door for me. I climbed in and Don shut the door. He walked around and got into the truck. He pulled out of the parking lot and drove me home. He pulled into my driveway and I looked over at him.
"You gonna be alright?" Don asked as he looked at me.
"For now," I said as I looked at Don.
"Alright. If you need anything, call me," Don said before he leaned over and kissed my lips.
I kissed him back and then we both pulled away. I got out of his truck and walked towards my house. My mom opened the door as I got closer to the front door. She opened her arms and I walked into them. I had hoped that things were going to change for the better, but would they?
Thanks for continuing to read my fanfic. I know that I haven't updated my other two stories recently and that's because I really just want to concentrate on this one. I don't know why, but I've been in a FNL mood lately! Well, thanks for reading and I will update again soon!