Liberty walked back and forth in her room trying to think of a way to tell her mother. Finally after deciding that there was no good way to tell your mom you're pregnant at 14 she decided to just come out and tell her.
"Uh mom, can I talk to you?" She walked into the kitchen where her mom was making dinner. "Sure sweetheart..." Mrs. Van Zandt turned around "Honey what's wrong?" she asked seeing Liberty's tear streaked face. "Promise me you won't get mad." Liberty said as she rung her hands and looked at the floor. "Nothing good can come when a child says that." Wiping her hands off she took her daughter by the hand and leads her to the kitchen table. "Mom I'm...." she tried to say it. "Whatever it is it can be as bad as you think is it." "Trust me it is." Liberty laughed a little through her tears. Taking off her glasses she wiped them away. "I'm pregnant." She finally just blurted after about 30 seconds of silence. Mrs. Van Zandt just sat there looking at her daughter. Her shock soon turned to anger. "You little slut." Her mother said in an icy voice. Liberty didn't know what to say, she never heard her mother talk like that before. "Mom..." was all she could say. "Don't mom me." Her mother stood and started walking away. "Mom Please...I'm sorry." She said grabbing her mother's arm. Mrs. Van Zandt pulled her arm back causing Liberty to fall. "Don't touch me." Her mother said standing over her.
To be continued...
Sorry this is so short...I promise a better chapter tomorrow.
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