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Read and review, flames welcome if necessary.first fanfic

Summary: Kay is back to good, but something is wrong. What could it be and will it destroy her life and her baby's life?

Kay's POV "Friday! At last, my paycheck arrives!" I exclaim. It was my first job since working at the Book Café besides the Bed and Breakfast. There was a new book I was dying to have, and I could finally have it.

I ran downstairs to the kitchen only to see my mother making her notorious tomato soup cake. The stench made me gag, but I didn't reveal my disgust. I had just started living with my family again, I didn't want to spoil anything.

"Good morning, Kay, how about a good slice of soup cake for breakfast?" Mom asked pleasantly.

"Uh sure, but cut me out a small slice, please, I'm not really hungry."

Foot steps echoed upstairs as Jessica ran down the hall.

"Jeez, I wish she'd be a little quieter when she walks. She might wake Charity."

I looked at my concerned mother and rolled my eyes. Some things never change. I felt a small kick in the small, well rather large of my belly. I winced from the pain, but I smiled broadly from the strength.

"Ma, the baby's getting stronger, I can feel it!"

suddenly charity came prancing in humming and cheery. I liked her cheeriness, but did she ever come down the stairs with a frown on? Did she always have to be so pleasing? It gave me a little bit of a sickening feeling to know that some one could be so happy and content.

"Good morning Charity, did you sleep well? Did Jessica wake you? she was awfully loud wasn't she, how about some cake for breakfast? Do you want to go to the mall today?"

Charity looked at me, then back at my mother.

"Uh, I slept well, no Jess didn't wake me, cake sounds great, and if Kay goes to the mall, I'm in!"

I grinned. Yes! I so wanted to go to the mall and I was grateful that Charity would invite me to go with her. I was, though, put down that my mother didn't ask me first. I guess that I just had to accept the fact that Charity would always come first in my mother's eyes. I resented it, but at the same time, I couldn't care less.

"Sure and make sure that Jessica gets an invite," I said. Did I just say that? Me, invite Jessica, my bratty snotty sister?

"Why Kay, of course we'll tell her," Mom said, amazed as well.

I got up from where I was sitting, my hand on my back, supporting the bulge and then said goodbye as I walked out the door to get my paycheck from Beth.

"Kay! Hey wait up!"

I turned slightly to see my baby's father funning toward me. I waved and smiled.

"Miguel, hi! I was just heading over to the Book Café."

Miguel scratched his clean shaven face.

"Ok, well, I'll go with you then, just let me pop in and say hello to Charity, I'll be right back."

I smiled and waited as he ran back to my house. I waited. I waited. I waited Almost ten minutes had passed, I decided to go to the book café my self. Hurt and teary, I looked back at the house one more time and slowly headed for my paycheck.