I have this one Grandma , her name is Alexis and I'm under the impression that she doesn't like me much. I mean she is forced to tolerate me because we are family but there is something about her that makes me uneasy. They say babies and animals can sense the good in people which I think is true because there are some people that give me the creeps Grandma Alexis being one of them but there is one other person who gives me the creeps way more than Grandma ever could and that is daddy's fiancée Liz. Although I haven't met her yet I have heard her name in past conversations mostly when my mommy decided to yell at daddy for not telling her that he had a fiancée the night I was conceived. I'm not sure what a fiancée is but I can tell you mommy was so mad that it even made me mad.

"Yes mama I will go right out after I get off the phone with you and light a candle for mine and my unborn baby's immortal souls" Rainey grumbled robotically listening to her mother's vehement cries of eternal damnation for having a baby out of wedlock.

"Ok mama I'll see you at Thanksgiving" she hung up the phone and began munching on the veggie chips she had purchased earlier while she had been food shopping. She was aggravated and even the unborn baby could feel it.

"Mommy what's the matter?"

"Oh you poor baby stay in there where it's safe for as long as you can" she rubbed her growing belly lovingly. She was just starting to get a little baby belly now.

"Mommy I want some more chips please"

Deciding that she really didn't know that much about the man that had fathered her unborn baby she grabbed her laptop. Knowing that somewhere out there someone had built a website about him that she could get a brief bio. She was surprised there were many websites about him. She clicked on a few browsing through them.

"Baby did you know your daddy was an All American in collage?" she felt silly asking the unborn baby questions but hey it didn't hurt for the baby to hear her voice.

"What is an All American Mommy does that mean daddy is like Superman or something"

" Wow five boys" she whistled "their poor mother"

"What about five boys Mommy … Daddy doesn't have five boys does he because I don't think I'm going to like it if he does"

"Hey baby your grandfather is named John too" she had always liked the name John. She put the name into consideration if she was having a boy. She had already figured out what she would name the baby if it was a girl her name would be Kaleigh Jean. Kaleigh was a name she just happened to like and Jean after her beloved grandmother. For a boy she was considering Liam, Wyatt and now John. She knew she was only at the end of her third month but it was never too early to start thinking.

"How about we listen to a little Mozart" she suggested to her growing tummy as she got up to turn on her stereo. The soothing sounds of a piano began to fill the room. She read in a book that babies enjoyed the sound of music early on.

"Yuck! Mommy what are you listening too … can we please listen to something a little cooler"

She went back to her internet search. She went to a different search engine and typed in John Cena. The first link read John Cena proposing to girlfriend. She stopped everything she was doing and read the link 3 more times before finally clicking on it. Sure enough there was John down on one knee wearing this disturbingly ugly green sweater vest with a ring box in his hands. She blinked a few times trying to square away her emotions. Tears filled her eyes, she felt like a whore. Granted she hadn't known he was engaged but that didn't make her feel any better. He should have told her. Any decent feelings she had for the man vanished in that instant.

"What an asshole" she whispered tears still running down her face.

"Mommy what's wrong I can feel that you are upset"

It wasn't like she expected the two of them to end up together just because she was carrying his baby or anything like that. It just made her sad that he hadn't at least been honest with her given her drunken state she doubted anything could have stopped them but it just really made her feel dirty to have the label of other woman branded on her. Technically she was just a random one nighter that just happened to be "lucky" enough to get pregnant but still it made her question herself. As if by some sort of chance of fate her cell phone rang. She sighed as she got up to answer it. Rolling her eyes when she read that it was in fact the asshole she was just thinking about. He had this thing about calling her every couple of days or so to make sure she was doing ok and he always seemed to ask if she needed anything but the answer was always the same. She wasn't lying when she had said that she did need anything from him and she still didn't. But she guess that was what he believed showed her that he was in this with her. Against her better judgment she answered the phone.

"When were you going to tell me you had a fiancée" she didn't bother with pleasantries.

"Shit" she could hear him say.

"You are such an asshole" she ran her fingers through her hair "I mean I know we don't really have a relationship or anything like that but it still would have been decent of you to be like hey by the way I have a fiancée"

"Daddy how could you do that to mommy I don't know what I fiancée is but I can feel that Mommy is upset and it's your fault … you meanie"

She took a deep breath to calm herself. She was in a rage and with the damn pregnancy hormones she wanted to cry as well.

"Hey now just wait a minute how can you just decide I'm an asshole when you don't even know anything about me or the way I treat people"

"Actions speak a hell of a lot louder than words John" she sighed and it was then he could hear the sadness in her voice.

"Are you crying?" he asked.

"No" she lied. She obviously wasn't a very good liar because he could tell she was lying.

"Please don't cry" there was a gentle softness in his voice that seemed to calm her.

"It's just that everything is so up in the air right now so I want to figure everything out before I let you into my life" if that was supposed to reassure her it hadn't worked in fact it made her more irritated.

"So what is that supposed to mean John … until you find out if I'm a lying whore or not" she spat at him "well guess what forget my number". She slammed the phone down on the counter furiously.

"How are he!" she exclaimed to her empty kitchen "UGH I hate him"

"No you don't mommy because without him there would be no me and I know you love me"