Chapter Four:
Later that day, New York, New York
"You are sooo dead, Lucille!" Michael barked when he entered the living room.
"Why is she 'sooo dead'? What did she do?" Cody asked his son, as he got off the couch to kept them from hitting the other.
Michael glared at his sister. "She told Jasmanie that Angela was pregnant! Which, by the way, she is not!"
Lucy crossed her arms. "Well, you told her that i was pregnant, without my permission or knowledge! And she went and told Jasmanie! I don't want the whole school to know this early! I want to keep it hidden for as long as I can."
Michael gave an annoyed sigh. "So! You could've just said it was a joke Angela was playing on you!? Her father almost killed me!"
Lucy looked down at her feet. "So? At least I'll never have to see Angela again if you were. She hates me, but no one cares to notice!"
Cody shook his head and sighed. "Michael, you should've asked Lucy if you could tell Angela the news." He turned to his daughter. "And Lucy, you shoulder just ignored Jasmanie. You cant let her get to you, sweetheart."
Lucy raised her head. "But, Daddy... She would've told the whole school..."
Cody sighed. "I understand, Lucy. But you can't do that, okay?"
Lucy glared at her father. "How could you know about being a pregnant teenager!? You weren't there when mom was pregnant with Michael and I! You weren't even in our lives until three years ago! You still don't really know me!"
"Lucille Ann! You don't raise your voice at me!"
Lucy was on the verge of tears. "Why?! You treat Michael and the others better than me! I'm just a screw up, huh? A mistake... Something you never wanted!"
Cody's heart started to break when he saw Lucy in pain. "Lucy... Don't you ever say that. I love you just as much as your brothers and sisters. I just love you guys differently. "
Lucy shook her head. "Just leave me alone." Lucy left for her room.
Bailey and the younger kids walked out of the elevator.
"Daddy!" Annie and Avril screamed, running up to hug him.
Bailey smiled at the sight. "You girls ready for nap time?"
Annie and Avril pulled away from their father and nodded their heads. "Alright, " Bailey picked Avril up and held Annie's hand, leading them to their rooms.
Cody looked at his two younger sons. "How about we go give you boys a bath? You two seem to have been playing in the dirt."
*With Lucy*
Lucy placed her books back into her backback.
"Lucy? Can you open your door for mommy?" Bailey asked.
Lucy quietly got you and unlocked her door.
"What's wrong, Lu?" Bailey asked, closing the door and sitting her daughter on the bed.
Lucy shrugged. "Michael told Angie that I was pregnant.. "
"What's wrong about that? She was going to find out sometime."
Lucy rolled her eyes. "You don't understand, Mom. She told Jasmanie. "
Bailey thought about it. "Isn't that Jasmanie girl that's been rude to you and your brother for years?"
Lucy nodded. "Yeah! She's not rude to Mike anymore, now she's just hateful towards me, Stephanie, Ash, and sometimes Luke."
Bailey gave Lucy a side hug. "I'm sorry, sweetie." Bailey got up from the bed. "But you need to apologize to your brother and Angela."
Lucy tossed her head back, and whined. "Why?!"
"Because, Lucille, you wouldn't like it if someone started a rumor about you. Angela doesn't like it either. Now, Michael invited Angie to dinner, when she gets here I want you to say sorry to her and Mike."
Lucy rolled her eyes. "You and dad don't take my side of things. She started it by telling Jasmanie, why can't I just tell one little lie?"
Bailey sighed. "It's not just a 'little lie', Lucille! It's a big lie! For Heaven's sake, Luce, being pregnant at your age is not going to be easy, your going to-" She stopped in the middle of the sentence.
"I'm what, Mom? Going to be judged? Labeled as the school slut? Be told I'm too young to be raising kids and be told that I and they would have a better life if I gave them up or aborted them?" Lucy forced herself not to start crying. "I know I will Mom... But if Jasmanie knew the truth, the whole school would know... I don't want the school to know so soon... I want to keep this hidden until I have to tell them... " Lucy paused and sighed. "Maybe I should've ran away like you did."
Bailey gave a sad sigh. "Honey, " Bailey sat back on the bed, "you did the right thing by staying here and telling us. I was wrong to not tell your father or anyone else about you and Mike. Running away from the people I needed most, was the dumbest thing I ever did."
"But... In a way, it was the smartest... If you didn't made that choice, Michael and I would never be who we are today. We would have never meet the Ross clan. I would've never met Stephanie, Michael would've never met Angie. We would've never met Molly and Jill... Our lives would've been different. "
Bailey smiled. "Yeah, it would have, huh?" She hugged her eldest daughter. "But as long as I'm surround by friends and family, I would be, and am, just fine..
*Later during dinner*
"I'm so excited for tomorrow!" Angela's voice beamed when she a Michael entered the condo.
Michael smiled at his girlfriend. "I know!" He kissed her. "Finally, we have the Same gym teacher!"
Angie's smiled grew bigger. "And, with my last name being, Lynch, I'm right in front of you!"
Mike beamed more. "I know!" Michael noticed his sister and Luke on the couch. "Lucille..."
Lucy rolled her eyes and stood up, walking into the kitchen.
Michael, not wanting to focus back on his and Angie's early conversation, and not wanting to chase after his sister, turned to Luke. "Lucas."
Luke stood up from the couch and went to the kitchen.
Michael sighed. "Angie."
"Come on." She pulled his arm and lead him to the kitchen.
Bailey smiled. "Hey Angie! Your just it time!"
Lucy grabbed a juice from the fridge. "Yeah. Just in time to ruin our family's... And Luke's, time. They only time we could all get together and talk." She took a drink of the juice. "Thanks Angela!"
Angela rolled her eyes. "Oh, I'm ever so sorry, Lucille." She took a seat at the table. "But I was invited here."
Lucy shook her head. "Whatever."
Bailey gave the younger fourth their plates. "Well, Lucy, since you're eating for three, you can go ahead and get your food."
Lucy nodded as she did.
Michael sat down next to Thomas. "Shouldn't she get her food last? I mean, you're right, she's eating for three, wouldn't she take most of the food?"
Cody gave him a stern look. "Michael... You don't need to be rude. Your mother and I cooked enough food for everyone."
Lucy sat down with Luke. "Yeah, but you weren't here for that, were you?"
Michael rolled his eyes. He turned his attention to his girlfriend. "Hey, Angie. Why don't you just go ahead and placed two more burgers on your plate."
"Sure."
Luke got up. "I'll be back, Lu." He kissed her cheek before going to get his food.
Angie sat on Michael's lap. She picked up a fry. "So...You got anything to say, Lucy?"
Lucy have a quick nod. "Yeah. You mind getting off my brother's lap? We have young eyes here."
Angie shook her head. "Naw, we're not doing anything inappropriate. "
Cody nodded his head. "It'll be fine, but any inappropriate moves and you off his lap."
Bailey nodded in agreement. "Exactly, as long as they're appropriate, they'really fine."
Lucy hungry her month open. "But you two never let me sit on Luke's lap!"
Michael shrugged his shoulders. "Probably because they didn't want you getting pregnant. Which apparently failed."
Lucy glared at him. "Shut up, Michael!"
Angie smirked. "I, at least am waiting until marriage."
Cody smiled, as did Bailey. "That's great, Angie!"
Lucy slumped into her chair. She pusjed here plate back. "I'm not hungry anymore..." she got up from her chair and left for her room.
*Later *
Angie walked into Lucy's room. "Soooo... Jasmanie told me that you said I was pregnant?" She smirked. "Well, let's just say she has proof that you are... And she would've now told the whole school."
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So, I've tried to finish this last night so I could've updated it earlier, but I pasted out. I had a busy day yesterday... And I'm going to have another busy day tomorrow and Friday... So, I'll start on each chapter after this the night before.
