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L.A. Invasion: Chapter 12- Heart to Heat, Hear My Laugh and Cry
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Riley's POV
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Spinner gave a quick peck on my cheek before he left, which was totally and completely weird. But that was the least of my problems.
"Tell me what the hell is going on now!" My mother shouted, interrupting my thoughts. "Riley!"
"What?"
"Answer me now! Are you pregnant?" She screamed.
I flinched as she spoke, "No." Another lie.
Her arms waved in the air, expressing her vibrant anger. "Then please tell me why I received a bill from an abortion clinic? Obviously I am not expecting a child. Were you pregnant or not?"
I froze. Right there, on the spot. I couldn't even think of what I was going to say. This was not how I wanted my mother to find out. We were suppose to have one of those heart to heart talks, where we cry and then laugh at the end. No one was laughing. "Yes, I'm pregnant."
Her eyes looked as though they were about to bug out of her head. "Was or is?"
"Is." I simply stated.
"Who's the father? Is it Gavin? I knew you were sleeping around, I was just too naive to believe it!"
A tear escaped my eye and slowly ran down my pale cheek. "Gavin's not the father, mother."
"Then who is?" She asked, putting her hands on her slender hips.
"I… I don't know." The word fell out of my mouth in a stuttering fashion.
My mother let out a gasp at my unplanned words. I didn't realize how they sounded until she yelled once more. "Jesus Christ, Riley! I cannot even contemplate this."
I shook my head profusely. "No, you don't understand," The tears formed even more now. "It wasn't my choice, I didn't know."
Her eyes lowered and she looked right into mine, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What are you talking about? What happened?"
Taking a deep breath, I began to tell my horrific story. Through it all, I cried, I was even surprised that she could understand what I was saying. But, she did, and by the end of it all, my mom stood strong. She didn't break down, or blame me.
Her only question was, "Why didn't you tell me? I know that we don't talk often, but I'm your mother, you know. I was pregnant once… twice actually." She leaned in closer to me and let out a light laugh.
As did I. "I don't know mom, I hoped that it would go away."
"Honey, things like this don't go away very easily. We'll get through this, I promise."
L.A. Invasion: Chapter 12- Heart to Heat, Hear My Laugh and Cry
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Riley's POV
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Spinner gave a quick peck on my cheek before he left, which was totally and completely weird. But that was the least of my problems.
"Tell me what the hell is going on now!" My mother shouted, interrupting my thoughts. "Riley!"
"What?"
"Answer me now! Are you pregnant?" She screamed.
I flinched as she spoke, "No." Another lie.
Her arms waved in the air, expressing her vibrant anger. "Then please tell me why I received a bill from an abortion clinic? Obviously I am not expecting a child. Were you pregnant or not?"
I froze. Right there, on the spot. I couldn't even think of what I was going to say. This was not how I wanted my mother to find out. We were suppose to have one of those heart to heart talks, where we cry and then laugh at the end. No one was laughing. "Yes, I'm pregnant."
Her eyes looked as though they were about to bug out of her head. "Was or is?"
"Is." I simply stated.
"Who's the father? Is it Gavin? I knew you were sleeping around, I was just too naive to believe it!"
A tear escaped my eye and slowly ran down my pale cheek. "Gavin's not the father, mother."
"Then who is?" She asked, putting her hands on her slender hips.
"I… I don't know." The word fell out of my mouth in a stuttering fashion.
My mother let out a gasp at my unplanned words. I didn't realize how they sounded until she yelled once more. "Jesus Christ, Riley! I cannot even contemplate this."
I shook my head profusely. "No, you don't understand," The tears formed even more now. "It wasn't my choice, I didn't know."
Her eyes lowered and she looked right into mine, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What are you talking about? What happened?"
Taking a deep breath, I began to tell my horrific story. Through it all, I cried, I was even surprised that she could understand what I was saying. But, she did, and by the end of it all, my mom stood strong. She didn't break down, or blame me.
Her only question was, "Why didn't you tell me? I know that we don't talk often, but I'm your mother, you know. I was pregnant once… twice actually." She leaned in closer to me and let out a light laugh.
As did I. "I don't know mom, I hoped that it would go away."
"Honey, things like this don't go away very easily. We'll get through this, I promise."