Chapter 4
Rating: What the hell, PG
Disclaimer: I ain't sayn' cause it makes me sad. 'Sides we all know who it belongs to.
Summery: Same as before, you'll know when I change it.
Note: Sorry it took so long. I've been bogged down by schoolwork. Thank you to all those who wish for me to continue with my story. Its just when I read it well, you know the old saying "It only takes one to ruin everything". But I think I'll continue this story. Oh yeah do you guys have any ideas for a proper title?
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Emma pulled her car up to her cousin's house and just sat in the car for a few minutes. She was unsure and afraid. The last time she had seen Livia they had been fourteen going on fifteen. That was several years ago. She turned of the car and grabbed her stuff out of the backseat. As she walked up the steps to the old Victorian house, and took a deep breath and squared her shoulders before ringing the door bell. The bell hadn't finished ringing before a woman screaming "Ann! Quit picking on your brother and finish your homework!" She was about to say something else but all she got out was wheezing "Emma?" She shook her head as she stared at the woman before her. She had on a pair of jeans and a light pink tank top and she still had the same waist length black hair and bright green eyes that startle everyone. "Livia?" she asked back. The woman shook her head also and then before Emma knew what had happened she ended up in a tight bear hug.
In the kitchen
Livia and Emma sat across from each other at the kitchen table, an awkward silence filling the room. All of a sudden the sound of pounding feet could be heard. "Mommy! Nicholas stole my doll!" Livia gave an exasperated sigh and stood up. "Nicholas! Come here!" She said sternly. In popped a little boy of six with the same dark hair as Livia's. "Stand next to your sister." She ordered. Nicholas hung his head and stood next to Ann. Livia stood in front of the children. Emma sat and watched this in silent fascination.
Liva had a child and not just one, but two. "Why did you still your sisters doll?" Livia bore her green eyes into her son and the same green eyes stared up defiantly at his mother. 'Because she stole my coloring book!" He accused while pointing a finger at Ann. And as expected the usual followed, "Did not!" Did to!" Emma looked on and wondered if this could possibly be her future. The kids were cute, though. Emma was brought out of her reverie when Livia shouted "Enough! I don't care who started. You both are in time out. Nicholas, you should have come straight to me and I would have gotten after Ann. And because you didn't both of you must suffer the consequences of your actions." She lectured. She grabbed each child by the hand and led them up the stairs and to their rooms.
Emma sat in the kitchen waiting for her return. Emma had to give it to her; she was a good mother. Emma put a hand on her still flat stomach and wondered what she was going to have. She hoped the baby had Brennan's personality and warrior spirit. She quickly shook her head in disgust. 'He chose Shalimar, not you. Get over and make a life for you and your baby.' Said one voice. But them another one piped up, 'Yes, but I love him and I can't help it. He was always so good to me and helping me and protecting me." The other voice popped up and said sarcastically, "Yeah, he protected you real well.' She shook her head again when she heard the sounds of arguing. "I said twenty minutes for your time out and not a minute less." "But mummy!" Ann and Nicholas whined together. "Any more whining and it will be thirty." She threatened.
Emma heard two doors slam and the sound of feet coming down the stairs. "Sorry about that." Livia apologized as she came around the kitchen door. Emma smiled, "Its okay. Most parents would not have handled that as well as you just did." Livia smiled at the compliment. Emma gave a hesitant breath and asked, "May I ask when you got pregnant?" Livia smile again. "No. I had Nicholas when I was three months shy of seventeen. I got stupid and believed my boyfriend when he said he loved me. Of course I should have known better, we were only dating two months. He was my first boyfriend and thought we would always be together forever." She gave a bitter laugh. "Four weeks after my sixteenth birthday I started feeling sick and went to the doctors and BOOM! Out comes my son nine months later." Emma reached over and gave her hand a sympathetic squeeze. "Okay that explains Nicholas, but how did you get Ann?" she questioned.
" I had a friend who was a few older than me and she had gotten pregnant and I was with her the whole time and I was named Ann's Aunt. But when Ann was a year old her mother died in a car accident and Emily, Ann's mother, hated her parents had, if you can believe it, a will written out and life insurance. In the will she stated that with my parents consent she would like me to adopt Ann and raise her on my own. And let me tell you as a seventeen-year-old with a newborn and raising a year old and doing school work at the same time was not easy. Thank god tried to be sympathetic and helped me out. Thanks to them and what I went through I fell like a stronger person for it. " (Note: I had a friend who did this. Her friend had gotten pregnant and her friend all but made my friend raise the kid and one-day she asked her friend if she wanted she would adopt the kid. She did and she got a job and everything, he even calls my friend his mommy.)
"Wow." Emma said amazed. Livia shook her head in agreement and then cleared her throat. "So you want to tell me what do I owe for this unexpected visit?" Emma took a deep breath and asked, "I was wondering if it would be possible to live with you for a while. Just so I can get back up on my feet." Emma amended the last piece quickly. She didn't want to impose. Livia turned to her and her eyes showed she knew what had happened to Emma. "You got knocked up too?" she teased. Emma gave an amused smile and shrugged her shoulders. "It happens to the best of us." She joked.
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Jesse sat in his room again and was resolved to sit and read all of Emma journal. He wanted to see if she might have left any clues as to where she might have gone or if anybody had helped her. He pulled his chair up to his desk and began reading.
Rating: What the hell, PG
Disclaimer: I ain't sayn' cause it makes me sad. 'Sides we all know who it belongs to.
Summery: Same as before, you'll know when I change it.
Note: Sorry it took so long. I've been bogged down by schoolwork. Thank you to all those who wish for me to continue with my story. Its just when I read it well, you know the old saying "It only takes one to ruin everything". But I think I'll continue this story. Oh yeah do you guys have any ideas for a proper title?
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Emma pulled her car up to her cousin's house and just sat in the car for a few minutes. She was unsure and afraid. The last time she had seen Livia they had been fourteen going on fifteen. That was several years ago. She turned of the car and grabbed her stuff out of the backseat. As she walked up the steps to the old Victorian house, and took a deep breath and squared her shoulders before ringing the door bell. The bell hadn't finished ringing before a woman screaming "Ann! Quit picking on your brother and finish your homework!" She was about to say something else but all she got out was wheezing "Emma?" She shook her head as she stared at the woman before her. She had on a pair of jeans and a light pink tank top and she still had the same waist length black hair and bright green eyes that startle everyone. "Livia?" she asked back. The woman shook her head also and then before Emma knew what had happened she ended up in a tight bear hug.
In the kitchen
Livia and Emma sat across from each other at the kitchen table, an awkward silence filling the room. All of a sudden the sound of pounding feet could be heard. "Mommy! Nicholas stole my doll!" Livia gave an exasperated sigh and stood up. "Nicholas! Come here!" She said sternly. In popped a little boy of six with the same dark hair as Livia's. "Stand next to your sister." She ordered. Nicholas hung his head and stood next to Ann. Livia stood in front of the children. Emma sat and watched this in silent fascination.
Liva had a child and not just one, but two. "Why did you still your sisters doll?" Livia bore her green eyes into her son and the same green eyes stared up defiantly at his mother. 'Because she stole my coloring book!" He accused while pointing a finger at Ann. And as expected the usual followed, "Did not!" Did to!" Emma looked on and wondered if this could possibly be her future. The kids were cute, though. Emma was brought out of her reverie when Livia shouted "Enough! I don't care who started. You both are in time out. Nicholas, you should have come straight to me and I would have gotten after Ann. And because you didn't both of you must suffer the consequences of your actions." She lectured. She grabbed each child by the hand and led them up the stairs and to their rooms.
Emma sat in the kitchen waiting for her return. Emma had to give it to her; she was a good mother. Emma put a hand on her still flat stomach and wondered what she was going to have. She hoped the baby had Brennan's personality and warrior spirit. She quickly shook her head in disgust. 'He chose Shalimar, not you. Get over and make a life for you and your baby.' Said one voice. But them another one piped up, 'Yes, but I love him and I can't help it. He was always so good to me and helping me and protecting me." The other voice popped up and said sarcastically, "Yeah, he protected you real well.' She shook her head again when she heard the sounds of arguing. "I said twenty minutes for your time out and not a minute less." "But mummy!" Ann and Nicholas whined together. "Any more whining and it will be thirty." She threatened.
Emma heard two doors slam and the sound of feet coming down the stairs. "Sorry about that." Livia apologized as she came around the kitchen door. Emma smiled, "Its okay. Most parents would not have handled that as well as you just did." Livia smiled at the compliment. Emma gave a hesitant breath and asked, "May I ask when you got pregnant?" Livia smile again. "No. I had Nicholas when I was three months shy of seventeen. I got stupid and believed my boyfriend when he said he loved me. Of course I should have known better, we were only dating two months. He was my first boyfriend and thought we would always be together forever." She gave a bitter laugh. "Four weeks after my sixteenth birthday I started feeling sick and went to the doctors and BOOM! Out comes my son nine months later." Emma reached over and gave her hand a sympathetic squeeze. "Okay that explains Nicholas, but how did you get Ann?" she questioned.
" I had a friend who was a few older than me and she had gotten pregnant and I was with her the whole time and I was named Ann's Aunt. But when Ann was a year old her mother died in a car accident and Emily, Ann's mother, hated her parents had, if you can believe it, a will written out and life insurance. In the will she stated that with my parents consent she would like me to adopt Ann and raise her on my own. And let me tell you as a seventeen-year-old with a newborn and raising a year old and doing school work at the same time was not easy. Thank god tried to be sympathetic and helped me out. Thanks to them and what I went through I fell like a stronger person for it. " (Note: I had a friend who did this. Her friend had gotten pregnant and her friend all but made my friend raise the kid and one-day she asked her friend if she wanted she would adopt the kid. She did and she got a job and everything, he even calls my friend his mommy.)
"Wow." Emma said amazed. Livia shook her head in agreement and then cleared her throat. "So you want to tell me what do I owe for this unexpected visit?" Emma took a deep breath and asked, "I was wondering if it would be possible to live with you for a while. Just so I can get back up on my feet." Emma amended the last piece quickly. She didn't want to impose. Livia turned to her and her eyes showed she knew what had happened to Emma. "You got knocked up too?" she teased. Emma gave an amused smile and shrugged her shoulders. "It happens to the best of us." She joked.
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Jesse sat in his room again and was resolved to sit and read all of Emma journal. He wanted to see if she might have left any clues as to where she might have gone or if anybody had helped her. He pulled his chair up to his desk and began reading.