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"Mom, how am I supposed to tell them? 'Hey PJ! Hey Gabe! You know how I've been crying hysterically this past month? Or how I've disappeared this weekend? Yeah it's because I'm preggers. How's life?'"
"No honey, that's not the way to approach it. Just flat out say it or else they'll get bored and not listen," my dad said. When I didn't laugh, his voice got serious. "Honey, you know how to handle your brothers better than your mom and I do. They'll understand- at least better than I did." I nodded and for the rest of our ride home I tried to figure out what to say (which I've been doing a lot lately).
When we reached our house, I opened the door and saw Gabe and PJ playing a video game in the family room. "Hey Gabe, look who's here!" PJ said. "Hey Teddy," Gabe said distractedly.
"I have to tell you something," I told them nervously. They didn't answer.
"I'm pregnant," I said. All they did was look at each other and start laughing. "Good one, Teddy. Did mom and dad put you up to this? I bet they did!" PJ laughed. "Yeah! No offense, but you're terrible at lying, Teddy!" Gabe said.
"I'm not lying, guys. I'm really pregnant," I told them. "You? Pregnant? Yeah, sure. Just like I'm going to get an A on a test," PJ said. They laughed again. "Yeah, and just like I'm going to follow the rules at school!" Gabe added.
"I am serious!" I yelled frustrated. That was when my parents came through the door. "What's wrong?" my mom asked. "They won't believe that I'm pregnant!" I complained. My mom and dad's faces broke into smiles. "I think they'll believe you when you have a baby bump, Teddy," my mom said.
I just gave up, went to my room, and called Ivy. She wanted to know everything- what I did at Seth's house (or as she called it, mansion), how my parents reacted the second time, how my brothers reacted (she burst out laughing), and asked about any intimate things Seth and I shared (which she didn't believe to be just one kiss). I was glad to have Ivy to talk to, but she didn't really act like it was actually happening. She was just talking about everything like it was the latest gossip from school. I hated to admit that to myself, but it was true.
By the time I was ready to go to bed, I was still so amazingly clueless to what I was going to do about everything in my life. I was lying on my bed staring at the fan when I heard a faint knock on my door. My mom slowly pushed it open and poked her head in. "Hey sweetie. How're you doing?"
"Truthfully, I'm doing terrible. What am I supposed to do?"
"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked, pushing the door further. I nodded. She crept into my room and lay in the bed with me. "It must be pretty confusing," she said.
"You think? Mom, Seth and I were talking today. What are we supposed to do with a baby? I'm not sure if I'm ready to keep it but putting it up for adoption seems… wrong," I told her.
"Honey, I wish I could decide for you but this is your decision- and Seth's too. You have to decide if you're going to keep the baby. You're going to have to figure out if you're going to stay with Seth," my mom said while stroking my hair.
"That doesn't really help me right now, mom. I just wish that I could go back in time and stop those mistakes from being made. I don't even know if I love Seth! The only reason why we spend time together is because of this whole baby issue. I have no idea if he's only being nice because of the baby or if he really does love me! I haven't even thought about if I should even try a relationship! I haven't had the time to think about who's going to help me with this baby in the future," I blurted.
"Teddy, don't worry yourself too much about that. Just remember that he's here for you now. If Seth can't be a father later then he wasn't meant to be with you," my mom whispered.
"Well, I'll have to go check on Charlie and the boys. Goodnight, honey," she said after a few moments. "Goodnight, mom," I replied. A few minutes after she left the room, my phone started to ring. I looked at the caller ID and picked it up. "Hey Spencer. What's up?"
