"You don't understand Jake! This is real! I am pregnant, and I plan on keeping the baby. I don't expect you to help or anything, but I just want you to be aware that in eight and a half months, you will have a child in the world, whether you like it or not."

"But Andrea, you can't have this baby! My parents will kill me if they find out that I knocked some girl up, especially on a first date!"

"And you think my parents won't kill me? Listen, we made a mistake, and now we're paying for it. If you want, I won't tell anyone that you're that father." I expected that saying that would make him feel some twinge of responsibility, but his answer proved otherwise.

"Aw thanks Ann. I got to go, but I'll send you some money when I get my next paycheque, ok?" And then he left. Just walked out the door. Suddenly the pressure of it all came tumbling down on me, and before I could stop myself I was crumpled on the ground sobbing uncontrollably. I was having a baby…and the only person that could possibly understand how I felt couldn't care less. I had never felt so alone in my entire life. I knew what I needed to do, but I really didn't want to. I would have to tell my mother.

I arrived home and went straight to her study, where she was working at her computer. "Hey Mom, do you have a minute?" Against my best efforts to keep it steady, my voice came out embarrassingly shaky and weak, "I really need to talk to you."

"Sure sweetheart, what's up?" She closed the laptop and took off her glasses.

"Well…You know how I went on a date with a guy from school a couple weeks ago? Well we kind of did something we shouldn't have, and now I'm pregnant." I blurted it out so fast, hoping that maybe if she didn't understand it, it wouldn't be true.

"WHAT!? PREGNANT? I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS! HOW COULD YOU BE SO IRRESPONSIBLE? HAVE YOU NOT HEARD A SINGLE THING I'VE EVER TAUGHT YOU?!"

It was the first time in my life I had ever been scared of my mother. I cringed back into the seat until she was finally done yelling, but what came next was worse. Her voice became cold as ice, "Andrea…I have never been so ashamed of you in my entire life. No daughter of mine would ever do such a stupid, foolish thing. So clearly, you are not my daughter. I expect you out of the house by tonight." I couldn't believe what I heard! My own mother was kicking me out? "But where am I supposed to go?"

"I don't care. Find a shelter, or go talk to that boy you love so much."

"I already did, and he doesn't want to get involved!"

"Well maybe you should've thought of that before you slept with him", she spat out.

So I packed my bags, and as I stood out on the street corner, waiting for the bus, I realized that now, I was truly alone.

Depressing. I think that is the worst way anyone could react to finding out their child messed up. But that is Andrea's mother! I hope you liked this chapter! Please review and let me know!!