"Are you ready?" Travis asked me. My heart was pounding and all I could think about was the fact that my dad might kick me out. It would crush me. My father is my hero and to have him mad or disappointed in me will be like worse than childbirth. And I already know what step-monster's reaction will be. I tried to think of one more excuse to stall time, but I had used up everything I could think of.
"Sure.'' I replied shakily. He rang the doorbell. I was contemplating how fast I could run away before someone answered the door. I could hide behind a bush or something. Oh, I know! I could go to Crystal's house. She lives down- the door opened.
"Oh, it's you." Said my super nice step-sister. Note my sarcastic tone. I rolled my eyes before pushing past her. I turned back to see of Travis was following and saw him struggling to carry all the luggage. Opps.
"Thanks for the help, kit-kat." Travis grumbled, dropping all of our suitcases on the floor.
"You're welcome. So where's my dad and your mom?" I asked Ashley aka my step sister.
"Your dad is Outside barbequing and my mom went out to buy more food. We're having Harrison's birthday party today." She said walking away. Harrison was the only step relative who I love or like. He was older than me by four months, but still he felt like a big brother. His birthday wasn't until next week.
"Maybe we shouldn't tell them today. I don't want to ruin his party." I told Travis. He sighed.
"Fine." He grabbed my hand. I led him out to the back where the pool was full of girls and guys.
"Katie!" My dad and Harrison yelled in unison I was greeted by a wet bear hug from Harrison and lifted off my feet and spun around by dad.
"Happy fake birthday!" I told Harrison. He threw his head back and gave his deep, throaty laugh that I have missed so much.
"Thanks. So who's the dude?" Harrison nodded his head towards Travis. My dad crossed his arms glaring at Travis trying to look intimidating.
"Guys, meet my boyfriend Travis."
"What's he doing here?" dad questioned. I felt Travis tense up behind me and grip my sides a little bit tighter." I slapped Travis' hand as best as I could and when that didn't work, I pinched his hand. He dropped his arm to his hand.
"I brought him here to meet the family."
"Hello Mr. Gardner, nice to meet you." Travis said brightly and held out his. My dad look at his hand, looked at me, and then walked back to the grill. Travis awkwardly dropped his hand back down.
"Well that went well." Harrison said. He smiled at me, giving me a reassuring smile, before running back into the pool, doing a flip. I looked around at all the people laughing and talking. Not having a care in the world. I felt Travis kiss the side of my head.
"Lets go to my room." I softly demanded dragging Travis with me. I took in every detail of the house like I always do when I come back home. It might be last, though, and I want to savor it. I took in the island in our kitchen, noticing the crack on the edge of the counter from when threw a screw driver at Harrison. I looked at the rug in the living room; I even counted the steps from the stairs. I walked into and sighed. My safe haven when there was so much chaos in my house. I yawned.
"Tired?" Travis questioned play with everything he touched.
"Uh-huh." I mumbled throwing myself on the bed. I sighed and got more comfortable. Just as I was about to go to sleep I heard a terrible guitar strumming. Travis found my guitar. I propped myself on one elbow and glared at him. He was sitting in the middle of the floor, strumming random strings and notes. It all just sounded like a broken record. He turned around and grinned at me as if I wasn't mad at him.
"Oh, hey, I thought you were going to sleep?" he asked, playing louder and louder. I looked to my left and saw a book and chucked it at him head. He let out a yelp as it hit him on the back of the head.
"Put the damn guitar away!" I yelled at him, sitting up now.
"That's all you had to say. You didn't have to throw a twenty pound book at my head!" he yelled back, putting the guitar away where he found it.
"Well I was trying to-''
"Shut up Katie!"
"Ugh! Why are you so frustrating?" I said throwing my hand into the air and lay back down. Once I had settled down and finally calm enough to calm down, loud gangster rap music filled my room.
"Travis!" I screamed over the music. He lowered it down and grinned at me. I got up and marched across the room. I yanked the radio's cord and pulled Travis' ear and marched back to the bed with Travis complaining the whole way.
"Lay down and face the wall and I don't want to hear a sound from you." I scolded him. He did what was told and I finally got my peace and quiet. After laying there awhile I felt Travis put his arm on my waist and his hand tracing small circles on my stomach underneath my shirt. I moved myself closer to him and finally fell asleep.
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It was 6:00 am when I woke up. I quietly pulled myself away from Travis and got dressed. Since I knew no one would wake up until at least seven I decided to make breakfast. I made pancakes, eggs, sausage, and biscuits. I set the table and put the food on separate big plates. Like I suspected, everyone start to get up around seven.
"Morning sweetie." My dad said giving me a kiss on the forehead,
"Wow, you made breakfast. What's the matter?" he questioned.
"Nothing. Can't I just make breakfast for my family?" I asked innocently. Truth was that really was upset. I decided to tell my dad about the pregnancy now.
"Come on, Katie. Everyone knows you cook when you're upset or something's wrong." Harrison replied picking up a piece of bacon. Coralline, my dad's wife, glared at Harrison. She hates when he doesn't wait until everyone was served. Says she raised him with better manners.
"So why is there a teenage boy sleeping in Katie's room?" coralline asked looking at me with disgust.
"Kind of whore-ish." Ashley sang. My dad was about to open his mouth to replied, but I beat him to the punch.
"Well unlike your slut daughter I have a boyfriend instead of fucking every guy that's willing. She's had sex with half the football team and that's not counting the rest of the other sports team." I replied icily.
"How the hell did you know that?" she yelled getting in my face. I smirked at her,
"Please. The whole town knows. Your mom's just oblivious."
"You're just going to let Katie talk to my daughter like that?" coralline yelled shocked to my dad.
"Well Ashley had it coming." My dad replied. I smiled. My dad stuck up for me. I watched as they stared each other down. I walked away to wake Travis up. I reached over him and ripped the blinds open, took his pillow, and pulled the blankets away. That woke him up.
"You are a monster!" he grumbled getting up. I laughed and hugged him.
"Stop being such a drama queen." I said, "I made food." Travis ginned at me like a kiss on Christmas morning. He ran down the stairs with me following behind him. The room was filled with tension even though they were all sitting down waiting for us.
"Good morning." Travis said as he sat down. He got a few replies back. As soon as we sat down everyone started to eat. When everyone was just about done eating I decided it was time.
"Dad, we have something to tell you guys." I said not looking at his eyes directly. Travis chocked on his food and coughed violently. I slapped his back.
"Chew your food!" I scolded him. He gave me a small smile.
"Now?" he croaked out.
"Yes now." I responded. Travis motioned for me to start. Instead I nudge him, which he did right back. Soon it ended with us staring a nudging war.
"Oh my god! Spit it out! I got better things to do." Ashley snapped. Just as I was about to respond, Travis did.
"Katie's pregnant. It's my baby. She's about twenty weeks along. It's a demigod baby so it'll grow fast. The baby will be here in ten weeks." Travis said bluntly. My family looked at us in shock.
"Could have eased into that a little." I said under my breath.
"Well you can live here. You will put a bad name to this family's name! We will be the town laughing stock all because of you!" Step-monster exclaimed. Did I ever mention how much I hate her? I glared at her. I clenched my fist and held in my tears of frustrations go and hurt. My dad is going to side with her.
"That's it! I am sick and tired of you always critzing MY daughter. You have no right! I know my daughter and I know Travis is most likely the only person she has ever slept with! Unlike your daughter. If you think that Katie will put a bad name to this family, you are so wrong! It already has one because of your daughter. If you think so lowly of my daughter then leave and take Ashley with you! Harrison is more than welcome to stay. Be expected to hear from my lawyers. Get your stuff and leave." My dad spat. Everyone stared at him in shock. My dad has never raised his voice much less yelled at anyone. Especially his wife or soon to be ex-wife. Coralline stormed up to their room along with Ashley.
"Are you going with your mom?" I asked Harrison sadly. He shook his head and grinned at me.
"Hell no. That woman is crazy.'' He responded. I laughed and smiled at him.
"Katie. How did this happen? You've been on birth control for over a year." My dad questioned.
"It just failed. I took it every day on time. I don't know what happened." I explained. He looked at Travis.
"You better help her raise this baby. If you're going to slack off then you better leave now. And are you still in school?" My dad questioned.
"I know what it's like to grow up without father and I would never put my child through that. And I'm a junior. I'm not the smartest kid 'cause of my dyslexia and ADHD, but I do try my hardest. Besides my job is practically set. My gramma is Cora Stoll." Travis replied cockily. I smiled and placed my hand in his.
"I hope you both know raising this child will not be in any way, shape, or form easy. Being a parent is the hardest thing in the world, but I will be here to help the both of you. You know can always count on me, love bug." My dad said kissing my forehead and pulled me in for a hug. I smiled and the tears started falling. I knew that with the help with of my dad, Travis and I could really raise this baby. I hugged my dad tighter. I was so grateful for the fact that i still had my dad.