I know, I know, I've been gone FOREVER. I finally got the urge to write again. It's short, but it's something.
*Flashback*
"Logan…?" He looked up at me, worry in his eyes.
"What's going on? Have you been crying?" He stopped when I put a finger to his lips.
"I… I'mgonnahaveababy!" The only way I could get it out was to mumble really, really fast.
"What did you just say?" Logan looked shocked. The poor boy looked as if a dump truck ran him over. I couldn't bear to see that look on his face, knowing I had put it there. I began to tremble, my vision becoming blurry with tears. "I—we're going to have a baby." I said it more forcefully this time, hoping he would finally do something. I soon regretted this wish.
"Can't you get rid of it?" At my look of horror, he quickly attempted to justify his words. "We're too young for this! What will everyone think? Ror… What will our friends think?"
Shaking my head, I hunched over, as if to protect my unborn baby.
"Is that all you care about? Our friends? What about how I feel! What if my mom had 'gotten rid' of me?" I hit him with my book bag, knocking him out of the way. Stopping at the door briefly, I left him with a parting remark. "Don't worry Logan; you'll never have to see me again. They'll never have t know."
*End flashback*
"And that's the last time I saw him, though he called many times. And of course my grandparents found out, and his parents. There was hell from both families, and eventually my mother and grandparents came up with a plan. Kaidynn would be hers if Logan would not be involved. I eventually broke down and told our closest friends about what was going on, but I hadn't spoken to any of them since I was 8 months along." James looked at me in amusement. "What?" I asked, exasperated. What was so funny?
"You really hit him with your book bag? I mean, really? Immature much?" He started laughing, and I couldn't help but giggle a little bit too.
"Well I was young and emotional. Not to mention pregnant." I tried to rationalize my impulsive behavior, before I realized I was being teased.
"I'm just saying… That must have left a bruise! Your books are heavy!" We both started laughing, and eventually faded off into a comfortable silence.
After a long pause, Atticus raised himself up on one elbow. "Do you wish Logan had been involved?"
I didn't really know what to say to that. I had no solid answer. "At times, yes… When my mother is in one of her moods, or has been drinking. But at other times, I'm happy that Logan never had the chance to hurt Kaidynn by being in and out of her life. He seems more mature now, though I still worry about it sometimes." He seemed to understand what I meant, and we drifted back into silence. Before I knew it, I was having the most pleasant dream I'd had in quite awhile…
