Okay lovely little children and loyal readers! I've come down with an evil
cold, and I'm home from school. I'm kinda bored, but I just want to do this
chapter so that I can hopefully finish this story before I go on my
exchange.
Oh yeah, did I tell you? I was accepted to become a Rotary exchange student! I'm going to Argentina!
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A week after that terrible storm, I received a letter from Sarah. It was like Christmas all over again, finally being able to hear from them again.
'Chi-Chi,
We have a nice surprise for you! It turns out that we're pregnant! A new baby! Can you believe it? We found out on January 10, which means we were pregnant when we met you guys and we had no idea. (We conceived before the wedding. Hehe!)
The baby is due in early September possibly late August. We just can't wait until then! We're already picking out names and looking at new places to live. We just moved into an apartment in Buffalo, but we really want to go back to Ann Arbor and get a small house. Can you possibly help us out?
But how's life with you? What's up with Goku? Is he still treating you well? When can I expect a little surprise with you guys?
Call me when ya can. You have my number. Bye!
Sarah'
So it all made sense. Sarah was having one of her nasty mood swings when I saw her last, hence why we didn't depart on such a high note (she wouldn't even let me hug her when they left). Oh well. I'm happy for them
It took me a while to find Sarah's number, but I found it thankfully.
"Hello?" Chris answered.
"Hey Chris! Haven't heard from you, it's Chi-Chi!" I said.
"Hey Chi-Chi! Did you get the letter?" He asked.
"Sure did. Congrats you guys. You'll be great parents." I praised shamelessly.
I heard a happy squeal in the background. "Sarah wants the phone now. Here ya go."
"CHI-CHI!" My eardrum basically exploded.
"Argh!" I whimpered. "Must you yell?!"
"What's going on girl? How's everything? Answer all my questions!" Sarah said incredibly fast.
"I guess I have news too. Goku and I had a little accident...." I trailed off.
The earpiece was silent. There was a static buzz, but nothing more. "Sarah?" I asked. "Are you still there?"
"You're pregnant too?" She asked breathlessly. "Did you tell him yet? How did he react? Aren't you scared shitless?"
"Goku is the only person besides you who knows. He took it really well. He hugged me and I started crying for about twenty different reasons. He's really okay with the whole thing. Nervous, but he's really stepping up and being responsible for it."
"What about your parents?"
A spear was sent through my heart. Oh shit. How was Dad gonna deal with this?
"It's times like this I wish my Mom was still alive. She would have understood. My dad is awful about this sort of thing. He freaked out when he found out my mom was pregnant with me." A solitary tear rolled down my face.
"Oh honey, it'll be okay. You're gonna have to tell you're Dad eventually though, you know that right?" She said in a soothing voice.
"Yeah." I sobbed quietly.
Silence again.
"Have you decided if you're.... going to keep the baby?" She asked.
I was quiet for a moment. I never really thought of getting rid of it. "I'm going to keep it, regardless of anything."
"Good for you honey." Sarah said. "That is a very admirable thing that you're doing. You're gonna love this baby a lot, I can tell."
We talked for about two more hours, saying random things. When I heard the door slam, I knew Dad was home.
"Chi-Chi! I wanna talk to you! Come into the kitchen!" He said affectionately.
Sarah and I said our farewells, and she wished me good luck. I walked into the kitchen and saw my Dad sitting at the table with blueprints.
"You know that I've been at the office working overtime for about two years, and it's finally going to pay off. These aren't new blueprints, and you might remember them." He said, unrolling them.
I gasped. It was the house my mother designed about a year before she died. She was an architect, and interior designing was a hobby for her.
"It's time," my father said. "To let the world see the genius work your mother planned for us. I've been looking into a plot of land that's about 5 acres, and I'm closing tomorrow."
A smile crept slowly across my face. "Wow Daddy, that's great!" I hugged him.
"Well, there's always a catch to this sort of thing you know."
My smile faded. I hate catches.
"This plot of land is up north...about 300 miles from here. It's in the middle of the country. The closest school is about a half an hour drive by car." He said. "We'd be leaving Ann Arbor."
"I'm not moving." I said stubbornly.
"Why not? It's not like you have a lot of school left. It's a year and a half. You can graduate and move back down here if you'd like." He said.
"Daddy, it's good that you're sitting because there's a reason why I'm not moving." I said laughing a little. "My child's father is here, and I'm not leaving him."
My Dad laughed. "Father of what? That's low Chi-Chi. We're moving!"
"I'm serious Dad!" I exclaimed, jumping out of my seat. "I'm pregnant! I can't move! The father lives down here, it's Goku!" I stood up slowly, letting all the silence echo. "I have to go out," I said to my Dad. His face was still frozen. "I'll be back later tonight." I grabbed my keys and flew out the door.
I didn't even realize where I was going until I pulled into the driveway of Goku's house. His Christmas lights were still up, and the snow blew gracefully off them. Jake was barking insanely.
"Jake, shut up for a minute will ya?" he yelled at the overgrown black lab. His eyes were caught and he looked at me walking up the icy driveway.
He walked out the gate with no coat on, just a sweatshirt and jeans. "Hey." He said.
"I'm moving." I said to him dryly.
It seemed to take a couple of seconds for it to sink in for him. "You're what?" He asked.
"Yeah, we're moving up north, about 300 miles up north, to the middle of B.F.E. from what Daddy says." I said. I couldn't even cry. "And he knows now. He knows about the baby. He just sat there, with this look of udder disbelief on his face."
He pulled me close. "We'll do something." His whispered into my hair. "Come inside. It's fucking freezing out here."
We went inside and sat down at the kitchen table. "Mom's pulling a double shift at the hospital and Raditz is at some coffee place." He said. "So, now that we have this time to burn, let's burn it. We have shit to talk about."
"I'm keeping the baby." I said. "If you don't want to keep it..." I swallowed. "Then you can just as well leave me, but I'm not giving up this baby."
"And I'm glad you won't." He said. "I want you to keep it, and I want to keep it while we're married."
My eyes removed themselves from a pine knot in the table and went up to him. "I want to marry you," He said. "I don't know how you feel about it..."
"Then we'll get married." I interrupted him. "There is nothing I would want more, and now is a better time than ever to do this."
"Okay so problems one and two are solved." He said smiling. "This is going better than planned. What about moving?"
"I told my Dad that I wasn't going to leave, but he thinks that I have no say in the matter." I said.
"Well you really don't. You had to have realized that right?" He said stretching his back while sitting in his chair. "It's not like you really have a place to live..." He trailed off when I him an expectant look.
"...Oh."
"I've given this a lot of thought." I began. "I'm going to quit school when the year ends, then I'll get a job. I'm waiting table right now and I pull in about 100 dollars a day on weekends, so I think if I can make half of that on weekdays, and we can find a small place to rent, we'll be fine."
"But thinking about everything, we conceived at the beginning of January, which means early September. Are you really going to want to wait tables when you're entering your last phase of pregnancy?"
I opened my mouth to say I'd be fine; to say that there was a girl at work who's 8 months right now and waits tables everyday. Her name was Dawn. I remembered how miserable Dawn was at the end of the day. How terrible her back would hurt, how hungry she would be, how badly her ankles were swollen. Did I really want to be like poor Dawn?
"No, I don't."
"Well, we have options with this. I can always take a second job. It's not like my job is very heavy in responsibility. I'm making 7 dollars an hour, and cooks at mediocre restaurants are making 9 dollars at minimum. If I can get a job at your restaurant, I can not only keep and eye out of you, but be able to make about three dollars more an hour on top of working fast food."
"I don't want to have you work two jobs. That's just way too much burden for you to carry." I cried. "I can quit school now. I have half of the year done, I can work for the rest of the year, work until I can't do it anymore, and by then we'll have plenty of money. I'll live off of Dad until then."
"One problem." He said. "Remember how he's moving?"
I let out a whimper. "I have a fund right now, and it's supposed to be for college, but it's obvious that I'm not going to college right? I have something like 10,000 dollars in that fund alone, then if we look at my general savings account, my last balance came up as 6,000 something."
"I can ask my Mom if you can live with us until the baby is born. She won't care. She'd probably be thrilled."
"Does your Mom know?" I asked.
"Yeah, I told her two nights ago."
"How'd she react?" I asked, suddenly very intrigued.
"She was shocked. Very shocked, but very happy. She asked when the wedding was..." He didn't finish his sentence.
"So then... when are we gonna get married?" I asked.
"Soon." He said. "This May, when all the snow is gone. It's gotta be small. You know that we don't have enough money for a big ceremony."
I smiled. "We're getting married." He smiled too. I jumped up from my chair. "We're getting married!" I shouted. I rushed over to the other side of the table and he jumped up to hug me.
"I love you so much, Goku." I said, sniffling slightly.
"I love you, Chi-Chi."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm so sorry it took so frickin' long! ARG n stuff. I'll write another chapter as soon as I post this. Love!
Tenshi
Oh yeah, did I tell you? I was accepted to become a Rotary exchange student! I'm going to Argentina!
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A week after that terrible storm, I received a letter from Sarah. It was like Christmas all over again, finally being able to hear from them again.
'Chi-Chi,
We have a nice surprise for you! It turns out that we're pregnant! A new baby! Can you believe it? We found out on January 10, which means we were pregnant when we met you guys and we had no idea. (We conceived before the wedding. Hehe!)
The baby is due in early September possibly late August. We just can't wait until then! We're already picking out names and looking at new places to live. We just moved into an apartment in Buffalo, but we really want to go back to Ann Arbor and get a small house. Can you possibly help us out?
But how's life with you? What's up with Goku? Is he still treating you well? When can I expect a little surprise with you guys?
Call me when ya can. You have my number. Bye!
Sarah'
So it all made sense. Sarah was having one of her nasty mood swings when I saw her last, hence why we didn't depart on such a high note (she wouldn't even let me hug her when they left). Oh well. I'm happy for them
It took me a while to find Sarah's number, but I found it thankfully.
"Hello?" Chris answered.
"Hey Chris! Haven't heard from you, it's Chi-Chi!" I said.
"Hey Chi-Chi! Did you get the letter?" He asked.
"Sure did. Congrats you guys. You'll be great parents." I praised shamelessly.
I heard a happy squeal in the background. "Sarah wants the phone now. Here ya go."
"CHI-CHI!" My eardrum basically exploded.
"Argh!" I whimpered. "Must you yell?!"
"What's going on girl? How's everything? Answer all my questions!" Sarah said incredibly fast.
"I guess I have news too. Goku and I had a little accident...." I trailed off.
The earpiece was silent. There was a static buzz, but nothing more. "Sarah?" I asked. "Are you still there?"
"You're pregnant too?" She asked breathlessly. "Did you tell him yet? How did he react? Aren't you scared shitless?"
"Goku is the only person besides you who knows. He took it really well. He hugged me and I started crying for about twenty different reasons. He's really okay with the whole thing. Nervous, but he's really stepping up and being responsible for it."
"What about your parents?"
A spear was sent through my heart. Oh shit. How was Dad gonna deal with this?
"It's times like this I wish my Mom was still alive. She would have understood. My dad is awful about this sort of thing. He freaked out when he found out my mom was pregnant with me." A solitary tear rolled down my face.
"Oh honey, it'll be okay. You're gonna have to tell you're Dad eventually though, you know that right?" She said in a soothing voice.
"Yeah." I sobbed quietly.
Silence again.
"Have you decided if you're.... going to keep the baby?" She asked.
I was quiet for a moment. I never really thought of getting rid of it. "I'm going to keep it, regardless of anything."
"Good for you honey." Sarah said. "That is a very admirable thing that you're doing. You're gonna love this baby a lot, I can tell."
We talked for about two more hours, saying random things. When I heard the door slam, I knew Dad was home.
"Chi-Chi! I wanna talk to you! Come into the kitchen!" He said affectionately.
Sarah and I said our farewells, and she wished me good luck. I walked into the kitchen and saw my Dad sitting at the table with blueprints.
"You know that I've been at the office working overtime for about two years, and it's finally going to pay off. These aren't new blueprints, and you might remember them." He said, unrolling them.
I gasped. It was the house my mother designed about a year before she died. She was an architect, and interior designing was a hobby for her.
"It's time," my father said. "To let the world see the genius work your mother planned for us. I've been looking into a plot of land that's about 5 acres, and I'm closing tomorrow."
A smile crept slowly across my face. "Wow Daddy, that's great!" I hugged him.
"Well, there's always a catch to this sort of thing you know."
My smile faded. I hate catches.
"This plot of land is up north...about 300 miles from here. It's in the middle of the country. The closest school is about a half an hour drive by car." He said. "We'd be leaving Ann Arbor."
"I'm not moving." I said stubbornly.
"Why not? It's not like you have a lot of school left. It's a year and a half. You can graduate and move back down here if you'd like." He said.
"Daddy, it's good that you're sitting because there's a reason why I'm not moving." I said laughing a little. "My child's father is here, and I'm not leaving him."
My Dad laughed. "Father of what? That's low Chi-Chi. We're moving!"
"I'm serious Dad!" I exclaimed, jumping out of my seat. "I'm pregnant! I can't move! The father lives down here, it's Goku!" I stood up slowly, letting all the silence echo. "I have to go out," I said to my Dad. His face was still frozen. "I'll be back later tonight." I grabbed my keys and flew out the door.
I didn't even realize where I was going until I pulled into the driveway of Goku's house. His Christmas lights were still up, and the snow blew gracefully off them. Jake was barking insanely.
"Jake, shut up for a minute will ya?" he yelled at the overgrown black lab. His eyes were caught and he looked at me walking up the icy driveway.
He walked out the gate with no coat on, just a sweatshirt and jeans. "Hey." He said.
"I'm moving." I said to him dryly.
It seemed to take a couple of seconds for it to sink in for him. "You're what?" He asked.
"Yeah, we're moving up north, about 300 miles up north, to the middle of B.F.E. from what Daddy says." I said. I couldn't even cry. "And he knows now. He knows about the baby. He just sat there, with this look of udder disbelief on his face."
He pulled me close. "We'll do something." His whispered into my hair. "Come inside. It's fucking freezing out here."
We went inside and sat down at the kitchen table. "Mom's pulling a double shift at the hospital and Raditz is at some coffee place." He said. "So, now that we have this time to burn, let's burn it. We have shit to talk about."
"I'm keeping the baby." I said. "If you don't want to keep it..." I swallowed. "Then you can just as well leave me, but I'm not giving up this baby."
"And I'm glad you won't." He said. "I want you to keep it, and I want to keep it while we're married."
My eyes removed themselves from a pine knot in the table and went up to him. "I want to marry you," He said. "I don't know how you feel about it..."
"Then we'll get married." I interrupted him. "There is nothing I would want more, and now is a better time than ever to do this."
"Okay so problems one and two are solved." He said smiling. "This is going better than planned. What about moving?"
"I told my Dad that I wasn't going to leave, but he thinks that I have no say in the matter." I said.
"Well you really don't. You had to have realized that right?" He said stretching his back while sitting in his chair. "It's not like you really have a place to live..." He trailed off when I him an expectant look.
"...Oh."
"I've given this a lot of thought." I began. "I'm going to quit school when the year ends, then I'll get a job. I'm waiting table right now and I pull in about 100 dollars a day on weekends, so I think if I can make half of that on weekdays, and we can find a small place to rent, we'll be fine."
"But thinking about everything, we conceived at the beginning of January, which means early September. Are you really going to want to wait tables when you're entering your last phase of pregnancy?"
I opened my mouth to say I'd be fine; to say that there was a girl at work who's 8 months right now and waits tables everyday. Her name was Dawn. I remembered how miserable Dawn was at the end of the day. How terrible her back would hurt, how hungry she would be, how badly her ankles were swollen. Did I really want to be like poor Dawn?
"No, I don't."
"Well, we have options with this. I can always take a second job. It's not like my job is very heavy in responsibility. I'm making 7 dollars an hour, and cooks at mediocre restaurants are making 9 dollars at minimum. If I can get a job at your restaurant, I can not only keep and eye out of you, but be able to make about three dollars more an hour on top of working fast food."
"I don't want to have you work two jobs. That's just way too much burden for you to carry." I cried. "I can quit school now. I have half of the year done, I can work for the rest of the year, work until I can't do it anymore, and by then we'll have plenty of money. I'll live off of Dad until then."
"One problem." He said. "Remember how he's moving?"
I let out a whimper. "I have a fund right now, and it's supposed to be for college, but it's obvious that I'm not going to college right? I have something like 10,000 dollars in that fund alone, then if we look at my general savings account, my last balance came up as 6,000 something."
"I can ask my Mom if you can live with us until the baby is born. She won't care. She'd probably be thrilled."
"Does your Mom know?" I asked.
"Yeah, I told her two nights ago."
"How'd she react?" I asked, suddenly very intrigued.
"She was shocked. Very shocked, but very happy. She asked when the wedding was..." He didn't finish his sentence.
"So then... when are we gonna get married?" I asked.
"Soon." He said. "This May, when all the snow is gone. It's gotta be small. You know that we don't have enough money for a big ceremony."
I smiled. "We're getting married." He smiled too. I jumped up from my chair. "We're getting married!" I shouted. I rushed over to the other side of the table and he jumped up to hug me.
"I love you so much, Goku." I said, sniffling slightly.
"I love you, Chi-Chi."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm so sorry it took so frickin' long! ARG n stuff. I'll write another chapter as soon as I post this. Love!
Tenshi