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PRECIOUSBABYBLUE : You could be right, but you also could be wrong lol. Anyways thanks for your support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
KT : Hey! I know freaks are great, but not quite as fun as nutters lol. I agree Connie and Adam need to get to together, but I'm not sure whether I will or not lol. Anyways thanks so much for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
HOTASHELL99 : Hope this was quick enough lol. Anyways thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
SARAH : Thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
DUCKS-GO-QUACK00 : Yep, I love writing cliff hangers lol. Me and my dad are a bit different, but a little like Connie and her dad. Anyways thanks for your support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
Chapter 6
ADAM'S P.O.V
That evening, we went to the game to watch Julie, it feels weird saying that, normally it would be Connie and Julie, tonight however it was just Julie. I was a little put off that Connie had neglected to say anything about going home, but I had also sensed a little weird behaviour from her to me this past week. Normally I would have been engulfed in the game in front of me, but, for some reason couldn't get into it. Little of my attention was paid, well until the following morning, when one the local newspapers had the headline 'Moreau's presence sadly missing' blasted over the back page where all the sports news was. I read on 'Arizona University's girls team, was sadly missing one of the their top scorers Connie Moreau. Though the team triumphed, her defence and scoring was very much needed throughout most of the game. Rumour of her leaving the team on compassionate grounds is circling the campus, but the real reason has yet to emerge, though her team mates and Coach are remaining very tight lipped'. It went on explaining the in's and out's of the game. Just reading that one paragraph got me thinking as to why Connie had suddenly upped and left, not at all like her.
I quizzed Julie later on, but to no avail. She simply dismissed my claims that something weird was going on. I couldn't quite tell whether she was telling me everything or not, but I was determined to find out.
CONNIE'S P.O.V
After being home for a few days, I still hadn't made my mind up about the baby. On finding out who the father was, my mom had seemed more than shocked, but strangely my dad wasn't as shocked. My mom had arranged an appointment with a doctor at a special clinic, so that I could gather as much information and then make a knowledgeable decision. The woman I talked to was really nice and gave me loads of pamphlets and explained all my options. Apparently, if I kept the baby and the father wasn't interested, I could be eligible for this payment scheme that would pay for things that the baby would need, or I could have the baby and put it up for adoption, or my final option was an abortion. I left knowing a little bit more, but still seemed a little confused.
When I got home, I went straight up to my room and sat in my big comfy chair that was placed next to the window that overlooked the back yard. Gaby was having a water fight with a few of her friends and every so often Pacey dashed after them with the hose pipe. I began filtering through the leaflets, the first one I read was about adoption. I had never really thought about it, but I was already edging away from that option, as I had talked with my mom about it and she had told me that no matter how hard I tried, once I saw my baby, there would be a mother baby bond that even if broken there would always be that 'what if' question. It wasn't that I didn't want to give a couple that couldn't have children themselves the most precious gift possible, but the thought of in 20 years having to explain to this complete stranger who had chased me up and claimed to be my child, why I had given them up.
"Knock, knock". A head popped around my door.
"Hey". I sat further up in my chair. "What's up"?
"Just come to see what you're doing"? I held up my handful of leaflets. "Still not decided then"?
"Why do things have to be so complicated, huh, Pace"?
"It's only as complicated as you want to make it". He said very philosophical.
"How'd you figure"?
"Well, you know Adam would stand by you, he isn't the type to run away from this kind of thing, and I happen to know he feels the same way about you, as you do about him".
"And how do I feel about him then"? I said, thinking I had stopped him in his tracks.
"You like him Con's, you always have. You didn't notice it so much when you were dating Guy, but you know as well as I do, that you like him".
"And since when did you become Dr Love"? I laughed.
"Just think about it". He got up and left me to my thoughts.
By the end of the week, my morning sickness still persisted, but not as bad as before. Pacey's words had been running through my mind continually and had a bit of an effect on me. I was closer to my decision than I had been when I first arrived but I still wasn't 100% sure. Both my parents had to work all week and couldn't get any time off to take me to the airport, so Pacey offered. Gaby was supposed to come, but she had been playing with her friends, so we had left her friends mom child minding her. I didn't have to wait long until my flight was called. Pacey walked me all the way to the gate. It was hard to believe that no less than 5 years ago, that we would never have been this close.
"Pace, what can I say"? I turned to say goodbye.
"Don't mention it. Don't forget to let mom know you got home safe". He told me, though I was aware that, that statement was mainly for his benefit.
"I will. Try not to break too many hearts will ya". I pulled him into a hug.
"I'll try, but I might not be successful". He laughed.
"Thanks for everything Pace". I finally let go, and turned to walk away.
"I'm only a phone call away". He kept hold of my hand. I nodded as we finally let go of each other.
Before I knew it, the plane had landed in Arizona. I was a little nervous to be honest, probably because I had a lot of explaining to do. Outside the airport, I flagged a taxi down and headed straight back home. I can't tell you what was running through my mind, as I wasn't too sure myself. I was paying that little attention, that the cab driver had to tell me loudly the cost of the journey. I fumbled getting the money out and climbed out speedily. Taking a heavy breath, I headed inside, it took an even bigger breath for me to enter my apartment, thinking that everyone was going to be waiting on the other side of the door.
"Hey, you're home". Julie said looking up from where she was packing some of her things into boxes.
"Yeah". I said a little overwhelmed that not everyone was there, it was just her.
"So have you decided yet"? She asked climbing up from her knelt position.
"Not really". I replied.
"Oh, hey Con's". Guy said casually emerging from Julie's room carrying a box.
"Hey". I managed to mumble.
"Oh, Connie, I know what this looks like, but I wasn't going to move out before you got back". Julie began panicking.
"No, it's ok, I'm gonna go lay down for a bit". I headed for my room.
I closed the door and dropped my bag and leaned up against my door. I could hear Guy whispering to Julie, asking her what the matter was. I couldn't really hear Julie's response clearly, but tears where already pouring down my cheeks. I didn't know what was wrong with me. I was really happy for Julie, but at the same time, I couldn't help but feel as though I was losing my best friend. I crept into my bed, where I curled up and cried a little more. A few minutes later, I heard the apartment door open and close, then a gentle knocking on my door. I began wiping the tears, furiously away from my face.
"Come in". I said quietly, when I felt my tears were no longer visible.
"Connie, what's wrong"? Julie asked gently, as she almost tip toed in.
"Nothing, what makes you think that"?
"You just seemed a little weird out there". She referred to the living room, it was then that she noticed my tear stained cheeks. "You've been crying".
"No". I answered, plastering a smile on my face.
"You have. Connie, is it because I'm moving, 'cause if it is, I won't". she told me.
"I'm just being silly, that's all". I began crying again. "It's just that, I've got a million and one things going through my mind and it's just getting on top of me". I wept.
"Come here". She said as she got on the bed next to me and held me tightly as I cried more.
She must have sat there, holding me until I fell asleep, as the following morning, I was on my own and I could hear her singing gently.
So what do you think? PLEASE R&R!!!!!
PRECIOUSBABYBLUE : You could be right, but you also could be wrong lol. Anyways thanks for your support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
KT : Hey! I know freaks are great, but not quite as fun as nutters lol. I agree Connie and Adam need to get to together, but I'm not sure whether I will or not lol. Anyways thanks so much for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
HOTASHELL99 : Hope this was quick enough lol. Anyways thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
SARAH : Thanks for your review and support. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
DUCKS-GO-QUACK00 : Yep, I love writing cliff hangers lol. Me and my dad are a bit different, but a little like Connie and her dad. Anyways thanks for your support and review. CHEERS MI DEARS!!!!
Chapter 6
ADAM'S P.O.V
That evening, we went to the game to watch Julie, it feels weird saying that, normally it would be Connie and Julie, tonight however it was just Julie. I was a little put off that Connie had neglected to say anything about going home, but I had also sensed a little weird behaviour from her to me this past week. Normally I would have been engulfed in the game in front of me, but, for some reason couldn't get into it. Little of my attention was paid, well until the following morning, when one the local newspapers had the headline 'Moreau's presence sadly missing' blasted over the back page where all the sports news was. I read on 'Arizona University's girls team, was sadly missing one of the their top scorers Connie Moreau. Though the team triumphed, her defence and scoring was very much needed throughout most of the game. Rumour of her leaving the team on compassionate grounds is circling the campus, but the real reason has yet to emerge, though her team mates and Coach are remaining very tight lipped'. It went on explaining the in's and out's of the game. Just reading that one paragraph got me thinking as to why Connie had suddenly upped and left, not at all like her.
I quizzed Julie later on, but to no avail. She simply dismissed my claims that something weird was going on. I couldn't quite tell whether she was telling me everything or not, but I was determined to find out.
CONNIE'S P.O.V
After being home for a few days, I still hadn't made my mind up about the baby. On finding out who the father was, my mom had seemed more than shocked, but strangely my dad wasn't as shocked. My mom had arranged an appointment with a doctor at a special clinic, so that I could gather as much information and then make a knowledgeable decision. The woman I talked to was really nice and gave me loads of pamphlets and explained all my options. Apparently, if I kept the baby and the father wasn't interested, I could be eligible for this payment scheme that would pay for things that the baby would need, or I could have the baby and put it up for adoption, or my final option was an abortion. I left knowing a little bit more, but still seemed a little confused.
When I got home, I went straight up to my room and sat in my big comfy chair that was placed next to the window that overlooked the back yard. Gaby was having a water fight with a few of her friends and every so often Pacey dashed after them with the hose pipe. I began filtering through the leaflets, the first one I read was about adoption. I had never really thought about it, but I was already edging away from that option, as I had talked with my mom about it and she had told me that no matter how hard I tried, once I saw my baby, there would be a mother baby bond that even if broken there would always be that 'what if' question. It wasn't that I didn't want to give a couple that couldn't have children themselves the most precious gift possible, but the thought of in 20 years having to explain to this complete stranger who had chased me up and claimed to be my child, why I had given them up.
"Knock, knock". A head popped around my door.
"Hey". I sat further up in my chair. "What's up"?
"Just come to see what you're doing"? I held up my handful of leaflets. "Still not decided then"?
"Why do things have to be so complicated, huh, Pace"?
"It's only as complicated as you want to make it". He said very philosophical.
"How'd you figure"?
"Well, you know Adam would stand by you, he isn't the type to run away from this kind of thing, and I happen to know he feels the same way about you, as you do about him".
"And how do I feel about him then"? I said, thinking I had stopped him in his tracks.
"You like him Con's, you always have. You didn't notice it so much when you were dating Guy, but you know as well as I do, that you like him".
"And since when did you become Dr Love"? I laughed.
"Just think about it". He got up and left me to my thoughts.
By the end of the week, my morning sickness still persisted, but not as bad as before. Pacey's words had been running through my mind continually and had a bit of an effect on me. I was closer to my decision than I had been when I first arrived but I still wasn't 100% sure. Both my parents had to work all week and couldn't get any time off to take me to the airport, so Pacey offered. Gaby was supposed to come, but she had been playing with her friends, so we had left her friends mom child minding her. I didn't have to wait long until my flight was called. Pacey walked me all the way to the gate. It was hard to believe that no less than 5 years ago, that we would never have been this close.
"Pace, what can I say"? I turned to say goodbye.
"Don't mention it. Don't forget to let mom know you got home safe". He told me, though I was aware that, that statement was mainly for his benefit.
"I will. Try not to break too many hearts will ya". I pulled him into a hug.
"I'll try, but I might not be successful". He laughed.
"Thanks for everything Pace". I finally let go, and turned to walk away.
"I'm only a phone call away". He kept hold of my hand. I nodded as we finally let go of each other.
Before I knew it, the plane had landed in Arizona. I was a little nervous to be honest, probably because I had a lot of explaining to do. Outside the airport, I flagged a taxi down and headed straight back home. I can't tell you what was running through my mind, as I wasn't too sure myself. I was paying that little attention, that the cab driver had to tell me loudly the cost of the journey. I fumbled getting the money out and climbed out speedily. Taking a heavy breath, I headed inside, it took an even bigger breath for me to enter my apartment, thinking that everyone was going to be waiting on the other side of the door.
"Hey, you're home". Julie said looking up from where she was packing some of her things into boxes.
"Yeah". I said a little overwhelmed that not everyone was there, it was just her.
"So have you decided yet"? She asked climbing up from her knelt position.
"Not really". I replied.
"Oh, hey Con's". Guy said casually emerging from Julie's room carrying a box.
"Hey". I managed to mumble.
"Oh, Connie, I know what this looks like, but I wasn't going to move out before you got back". Julie began panicking.
"No, it's ok, I'm gonna go lay down for a bit". I headed for my room.
I closed the door and dropped my bag and leaned up against my door. I could hear Guy whispering to Julie, asking her what the matter was. I couldn't really hear Julie's response clearly, but tears where already pouring down my cheeks. I didn't know what was wrong with me. I was really happy for Julie, but at the same time, I couldn't help but feel as though I was losing my best friend. I crept into my bed, where I curled up and cried a little more. A few minutes later, I heard the apartment door open and close, then a gentle knocking on my door. I began wiping the tears, furiously away from my face.
"Come in". I said quietly, when I felt my tears were no longer visible.
"Connie, what's wrong"? Julie asked gently, as she almost tip toed in.
"Nothing, what makes you think that"?
"You just seemed a little weird out there". She referred to the living room, it was then that she noticed my tear stained cheeks. "You've been crying".
"No". I answered, plastering a smile on my face.
"You have. Connie, is it because I'm moving, 'cause if it is, I won't". she told me.
"I'm just being silly, that's all". I began crying again. "It's just that, I've got a million and one things going through my mind and it's just getting on top of me". I wept.
"Come here". She said as she got on the bed next to me and held me tightly as I cried more.
She must have sat there, holding me until I fell asleep, as the following morning, I was on my own and I could hear her singing gently.
So what do you think? PLEASE R&R!!!!!