"What to do now, Greenpeace...?"
I have no idea how this guy analyze everything.
"I'm not sure. But, I do know now that Snake will kill you. And 'me."
"Does he have a shotgun," he joked. I hit his chest. "No Sherlock, this is serious. I am 14 and you're waaay over the age limit."
"He'll think it's statutory rape or something."
"We have to convince him it's not."
I'm smart. I can work it out with Snake. Make him believe that me and Jay are honest. We can do it. We can raise a baby!
I've had practice with Jack and Jay can get a job. We won't be going on the street, homeless.
How is she so calm!? I'm not. For one, we are 2 teenagers without a clue on how to raise a baby. For two, we are two teenagers without a clue how to raise a baby! She is supposed to be like me: Freaking!
"Why are you so happy about this!?"
I knew smoking wasn't healthy for being pregnant so I got rid of the Nicotine buzz.
And the drugs. I told Jay I was done and strongly suggested he stop. But, I wasn't going to push him out right off the bat. It's his kid and our responsibility.
We need to work around the clock. They were yelling and everyone was crying. Joey sent Jay home and I was mad.
How dare he send the father of my kid home...!? He was my support!
"Stop it Joey! He's the father and shouldn't he be here...?"
Spike refused to talk to me. I know she was ashamed. She didn't have to hide it behind tears of sympathy.
I cannot believe my step- daughter did this with a guy that had no business doing this to her. To say, I am disappointed is a hit out of the park!
"Emma, this isn't you. So, tell me, what went wrong...?"
I didn't want to talk. Talking cause headaches and headaches caused 'urges.'
"I have a drug problem."