AdrienneMichelleHudgens: Lol, no, Casey's not Ashley's daughter. It could've sounded that way, because of how upset she got, but Casey's thirteen years old. Ashley was thirteen years old when she gave her daughter up for adoption, so that would make that baby ten years old now, since Ashley's twenty-three.
I'm bringing Ashley's daughter in this chapter, but her name won't be revealed… Because, I haven't picked one yet, that's why I need all of you guys to take a vote on what name she should have. I have three choices.
1. Veronica
2. Marissa
3. Cambria
I couldn't get Casey off my mind. She was so upset when I told her that I gave my baby up for adoption. Her questions about having sex had me worrying, too. I mean, now I know two thirteen-year-old little girls that are curious about it. Speaking of them… Stella and I are at the park, with Vivica. I wanted to talk to her, so I thought the park was the perfect place. I could tell that Stella was hiding something from me, and I wanted to find out what it is. If she's hiding it from me, she's hiding it from everyone.
"Stella… You know why we're here, right?" I asked, locking the wheels of Vivica's stroller.
"I think so," Stella said.
"We need to talk about what you told me a while ago. When you were asking about sex."
"Oh…"
I noticed Stella's eyes drift downward, and I let out s sigh, sitting next to her on the bench. "Honey, talk to me…"
"I can't tell Mom and Dad anything… They don't listen to me."
"What are you wanting to tell them?"
Stella stayed quiet, and I saw tears fill her eyes as she stared at the ground. I knew this was serious now. "Stella. What's going on?" I asked.
Stella sniffled, and she looked at me for a few seconds. "I had sex with my boyfriend…"
I stared at her for a few seconds, and I felt my own tears welling up in my eyes. "Oh, Stella… Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"Because, I didn't want to get mad at me…"
"Honey, I could never be mad at you…"
"I'm scared…"
"Of what?"
"I missed my period."
I bit my lip, and ran my hand over Stella's back lightly. "Honey, you need to go to the doctor."
"I know…"
"You could be pregnant, you could have VD…"
"VD?"
"Varial Disease."
"…What?"
"STD."
Stella rubbed her eyes, and I kissed her head, holding her for a few seconds. "Sweetie, you have to tell your parents. I know it'll be hard, but they have to know."
"I know…"
"I'll help you tell them if you want, but you have to."
Stella nodded, and she leaned into me. I ran my hand through her hair, and we stayed like that for well over an hour. I can't believe Stella's already at the possibilities of being a mother. I feel sorry for her, because no child should go through a pregnancy this young. It was hard enough on me; I hate to see how hard it's going to be for her, if she's pregnant.
"Aunt Ashley, I'm gonna go home… I don't feel good," Stella said.
"Want me to drive you?"
"No, it's only a mile."
"Alright. Be careful."
"I will."
I watched Stella walk until I couldn't see her anymore, and I let out a small breath, looking at Vivica, who was happily playing with her feet. I smiled, and leaned forward, running my hand over her head, before feeling something bounce off my back and land on the grass beside me. A little girl ran up to me, with a worried look on her face, and I stared at her for a few seconds, noticing that she looked oddly familiar.
"I'm so sorry; I kicked the ball too hard. Are you okay?" The little girl asked.
"I'm fine; it's alright," I said.
"Are you sure? No one got hurt? It didn't hit her did it?" She asked, nodding to Vivica.
"No, no. It got me square in the back. It's fine. Really."
"I'm really sorry," The little girl said, picking up her soccer ball.
"It's okay."
"Okay… Well… Bye," she said, before running off.
I stayed silent for a few seconds, before realizing who the little girl reminded me of. "Me," I said.
Vivica looked at me, with a confused expression. But, I found out who that was… That little girl is my daughter.
What did you think? Is it good? Bad? Neutral? Gimme your thoughts.
