With that she dashed out of the house in tears. J.T. followed her out, but not after he had given her father a disgusted look.
"You know what. We made a mistake, and we're trying to deal with it, so you should at least be supportive in this time when she needs you the most."
Without another word he ran out of the house to catch up with her. When he finally did he found her sitting on a bench in the park bawling her beautiful eyes out. It hurt him to see her in so much pain. He stood there in silence for a few minutes thinking of what to say, and when nothing he thought of seemed to fit right, he decided just to be the shoulder that she could cry on, and that if she wanted to talk about it that she could start. That way he figured he could not say something that would offend her. So he slowly walked over to her, and wrapped his arm around his shoulder. She grasped back tightly. For her just being touched by him was enough. She decided that she would be the one to break the silence.
"J.T. I don't know what I did wrong. I mean I know that I acted like this whole slut, and all, but lately all I ever try to do is to try to get better, and I don't seem to be able to do that. I knew that I couldn't expect my family to be 100% supportive or anything, but I didn't expect him to kick me out of the house. Where am I going to go. I have no idea. I'm going to be raising my baby on the streets. I can't do that. I have no friends other than you, and I can't do this alone."
"Calm down Manny. We'll get through this together. Please don't forget that I will always be there for you. No matter what happens with this baby. If Craig decides to come into it's life or not, my offer will still be up. I'll be here for you, and I will claim this child if you want me to. I will be there."
"J.T. I know that you'll be here for me now, and I won't forget it. Ever. Thank you so much, but all the help that you give me can't really help me. I mean it will, but I have nowhere to go, and nowhere to live. What am I going to do? What? I don't know. I'm screwed."
"Calm down. We'll figure this out. Ummm... Wait didn't Spike have Emma when she was your age?"
"Well, yeah she did, but in case you forgot Emma hates me now. I would hate me now too. I mean after what I said to her...Who wouldn't hate me?"
"Emma will understand that you feel horrible about it, and that you wish that you never said any of that."
"But what if she doesn't?"
"You and I both know Emma, and we both know that she will what to be your friend after she can tell that you are truly sorry about it. Now, she's your only shot. It's worth a try. Isn't it?"
"I guess, but I don't think it's gonna work"
"Call Spike. If she asks tell her that it's mine."
"Are you sure? because as soon as Emma knows then there's no going back"
"For the millionth time if I didn't want to go along with this I never would have gone along with it. I never would have thought of it, so stop asking me if I'm ok with it or not because yes, I am perfectly fine with it."
"Ok, will you come with me? I don't think I could show up there alone after the way that I treated Emma."
"If you want me there then I'll be there."
"Thanks," Said Manny finally starting to regain some of her self-esteem. "Let's go."
" All right then, Is someone starting to look on the bright side of this situation or what"
"Well, I think I'm just going to try to not think about all of the horrible 'what ifs' I know that for now I have you, and that no matter what you will be here to help me."
"That's the spirit, now let's get over there, and do some major convincing, and get you some support!!"
Then the next thing you knew they were on their way to Emma's house. The entire way there they were talking about the pros and cons of the whole thing. Believe it or not there were actually quite a few pros. There was the fact that in the matter of nine months there would be a little baby for Manny and J.T. to raise, and make into a beautiful little child. There was also the fact that they were together, and that they would be able to get closer as they raised 'their' baby.