Jay and I sat in the car for almost half an hour before we went in. After a minute of silence he spoke. "If we do keep this baby what should we name it?" I was so busy analyzing the "we" in his sentence that I forgot to answer him. "Em? Emma? Did you hear me?" I answered that I was thinking. "I think if we have a girl I should name it and if it's a boy you should name it but we both have to like it." Jay agreed and we both started thinking about our favorite baby names. I broke the silence and suggested a girl's name. "Angelina Christine." Jay thought about it and said "I like it." I thought about what it would be like to go through with this while Jay thought about boys names. "How about Owen?" he suggested. I said I liked that name. Then he suggested Spike for a middle name and I gave him a look that clearly said NO. "Robert?" I replied that it didn't fit. "Alexander?" I thought about that one for a while. Owen Alexander Hogart. Owen Alexander Nelson. Owen Alexander Nelson-Hogart. Owen Alexander Hogart-Nelson. "I like it." Suddenly there was a knock on the window on my side of the car. My mom gestured to me to open the window. "Snake just called," she said. "He said he'll be home in about ten minutes. Why don't you both come inside for some tea or hot chocolate or something?" We both got out of the car and headed towards the front door.
I was struck by a thought and said "If we decided that the baby doesn't look like an Owen or Angelina then we can decide on a new name right? That would be fine with you?" Jay started to said that it would be fine but my mom interrupted asking if those were the names we picked. We replied that the names we picked so far were Owen Alexander or Angelina Christine. My mom stopped and looked at me and then gave me a hug. "I'll be there for you." She whispered to me. I almost started crying then because Friends was the show we always used to watch together every Thursday night. "When the rain starts to fall?" I replied. "I'll be there for you like I been there before." She promised me. We both wiped our tears away and headed into the house. Inside my mom made us some hot chocolate and we sat down on the couch to wait for my dad. In about five minutes my dad came home and said "Christine? Em? Is someone here? There is an orange Civic outside that looks familiar." My mom called to him that we were in the living room. I suddenly felt sick and whispered to Jay that I was going to throw up and rushed out of the room to the bathroom with Jay right behind me. As I threw up I Jay crouched down on the floor next to me holding my hair back. "Thanks." I whispered weakly as I heard my dad say "JAY? Jayson Hogart is here? Why?" "You're welcome." Jay replied. "Do you feel well enough to tell your dad?" I nodded my head and we headed back into the living room.
We both sat back down on the couch facing my mom and dad. "Emma? Why is Jayson here? Did you have a'reoccurance'?" he fired a million questions at me. "Daddy, please just let me talk. Jay is here because we have something to tell you. Jay and I have been... hooking up... for a while now. This is really hard to say but Dad, I'm pregnant. It's Jay and mine's and we're going to keep it." I started crying and Jay wrapped his arms around me. My dad was silent. "Emma." he sighed. "When your mom got pregnant in high school I felt bad when people didn't support her. I will support you anyway I can. Also, thank you Jayson for accepting the responsibilty and taking care of Emma." "Thank you, Sir." he replied. "Yes, thanks Dad." I added. Jay and I went down to the basement to talk. I put on a CD and then lay down on my bed. "What CD did you put in?" I replied that I had put in a mix CD that I made. Jay was laying next to me and turned to me and asked me what we were going to do. "We already decided to keep it, remember Jay?" Jay rolled his eyes and told me that not what he meant. He sat up suddenly and looked right into my eyes and said "Emma. I meant about US. I think we should move in together." I couldn't speak for a moment. Did this mean that he wanted us to get together or just that we should live together so that he could be there for his baby? I thought for a moment and answered slowly. "Jay, I think we should move in together. I want you to be there for the whole thing. I think we should ask my parents opinion and then if it's cool with them, I'd love to move in with you."
We walked upstairs and told my parents that we had to talk to them again. I explained that Jay and I thought it would be best if we moved in together so that we could both be there for the whole pregnancy and birth. I told them how I wanted Jay to hold my hair back as I threw up. I said that I wanted him to be there for the first time the baby kicks. I wanted him to be the one I woke up at three AM when I had weird food cravings. I wanted him to be there to watch stupid teen drama shows and hand me tissues as I cried because I was so emotional. As I flooded out all of my emotions I heard the CD I left on downstairs and as it played "You and Me" by Lifehouse I looked at Jay and wiped the tears out of my eyes and ended my little speech by saying how I wanted him to be there when I gave birth. My parents hugged me and told me that it would be okay if I went to live at Jay's house if we both would come by every Friday to update them on school, the baby and our life. I looked at Jay and he nodded. We rushed downstairs to do some packing before dinner.
I got Jay to pack up my books as I packed up my clothes. We had been packing for twenty minute when he said that he found a folded note behind one of my books. I hurried over and grabbed it from him. I unfolded it and read it. I handed it to Jay and he read it and laughed. "It's a note I sent to you telling you to meet me in the ravine." I replied that it was and I must have kept it all this time. We looked into each other's eyes and began moving towards each other. Just as our lips were almost touching I heard Jack running around yelling "Emmy! Emmy!" I stepped away from Jay as my little brother came down the stairs. He had woken up from his nap and my mom had told him that I was leaving so he came to say goodbye. I introduced him to Jay and hugged him. The three of us went up for pizza, then Jay and I return to do the rest of my packing. We were done around eight and loaded a lot of my stuff into Jay, my mom and my dad's cars and made a few trips. When everything was transported over to Jay's house I hugged them and told them that I would see them on Friday. Jay let us into the house and gave me a spare key. I put it in my purse and looked around. This was my new home. Jay wordlessly hugged me. We stood there silently surrounded by boxes of my stuff.