Cleo's Pov

"Gesh! Ill do it!" Kim complained, going over to the kitchen.

"Thank you!" I sarcastically yelled out, trying to calm myself down.

Kim was always so lazy when it came to doing the dishes. And I paid her like 10 dollars to do it everyday day. Im going to be broke by the time i go to collage. There have been days where dad hasn't bugged me about doing the kitchen but now, its one of those days when he did.

"Plus why do i always have to do the dishes? Can't you ever do it yourself?" Kim complained, picking up a dish from the sink.

"Fine, how about this. From now on, you do the dishes and i'll do your laundry." I tryed compromising with her, knowing I really didn't have any money left.

"Ok, you do laundry and pay me 5 bucks." She smiled, putting a dish into the dish washer.

I crossed my arms.

"I'll do laundry and vacuum your room." I finally gave up.

"Deal. Ok, so there's a bunch of clothes on the ground that I didn't have time to hang so I need you to do that. And oh ya, put all my shoes in the garage. They're kinda in my way." She explained, rinsing out a cup.

"Wait what? That wasn't the deal! I said i would do your laundry and vacuum your room. Not clean your room." I snapped back.

"Well, clothes is kinda like laundry and you have to pick up my room to vacuum and that was the deal, wasn't it?" She asked, giving me that annoying attitude.

"Clean your own room Kim!" I crossed my arms.

"Then you can clean you can clean the dishes." She mentioned, dropping the wet sponge in the sink, leaving all the dishes there.

"Fine! Ill pick up your shoes and clothes." I rolled my eyes, running upstairs to find Sam looking at me strangely.

When I first found out Sam was going to get married to my dad, I freaked. Mainly Kim but I've been getting along with her over the months. Yes, I do miss mom but i think its been good having Sam around in the house.

"What's wrong?" I asked, almost turning around to go to Kim's room.

"What's this?" She asked, pulling a ring from my sweatshirt.

Sam sometimes did everyones laundry when she had some extra time and this was differently not good. I snatched the diamond ring from her as I quickly put it in my pocket.

"It's nothing. It's fake. Totally fake. Whole thing is plastic. Just some junk." I quickly said as she raised an eyebrow.

"Didn't seem fake to me. Very nice ring. Who gave it to you?" She asked, leaning against the railing.

"Uh um. Lewis but just as boyfriend girlfriend ring. Nothing more." I nervously mentioned, sticking my hands inside my pockets so I could feel the hard cold ring.

"Interesting someone would give you a ring, just so that it represents that your dating." She slightly smiled, as I looked down to the ground.

"Im so sorry! I was going to tell you guys but i just needed to find the right time! Please don't tell dad!" I whispered, taking out the ring from my pocket to look at it.

Sam sighed.

"So how long has it been since he proposed." She cautiously asked.

"Mmm, 3 weeks... maybe a month. I was going to tell you when I entered into collage." I explained.

Sam kept her arms crossed, looking down at the diamond ring.

"Well, i dont advise you to get married at 19 but you should really tell your father." She softly mentioned..

"I don't know if I can. He would disapprove the second he finds out." I explained in a soft panicky voice. "Plus I dont even wanna get married til after collage. I'm not even sure I wanna get married. Well im sure but just not now. Just let me tell my dad when its the right time. Please Sam." I begged, fiddling with the ring in between my fingers.

Sam sighed, putting her hand on the railing.

"Well ok but please, try to tell him soon. Im sure he would understand. You are grown girl. Just tell him what you told me and Im sure he would understand." She softly mentioned, going back to the laundry room.

I took a deep breath of release, looking back down at the ring. Im sure Sam wouldn't tell dad. Shes nice like that. Its just one other person I had to worry about. I turned around to find Kim standing there, watching the whole thing. Her mouth was wide open as she stared down at the ring.

I was so screwed...

Zane's Pov

"Ok, just sign these applications and send them by the mail. I need it done as soon as possible or else you wont get in." My dad snapped at me, giving me like 10 pages of paper to fill out.

"Why cant I decide what university I want to go to?" I madly asked, looking down at the collage applications.

"Cause Harvard is one of the best schools in the world. When i pass away I need someone to run our business and your the only one who can do this so you need to be prepared." He answered back sternly.

At this point, I didn't feel like doing anything. Especially filling out 10 damn pieces of paper. The only reason why I was getting into Harvard was because my dad had enough money to send me to the school. No way would I be able to get in with the grades i had in high school. He didn't even consider what I wanted to do with my life. All he cares is about running his stupid business.

"Have you ever thought that maybe I don't want to run your business." I snapped back at him.

He slammed his hand against the table.

"This is not your choice weather you are going or not. You would be making a fool out of yourself if you didn't go. Your a worthless piece of trash. You couldn't even run a juice bar for more than a year. You are going while your living underneath my roof. Ether go or leave my house. Got it?" He sternly yelled as he walked out of the kitchen.

Frustrated, I looked down at the paper work, trying to calm myself down. Well its not like i was leaving anything behind. I really didn't have any friends besides Nate, and the people I hanged out with at the motorcycle Fields. Well, Sophie too but I haven't spoken with her much ever since the cafe has closed down.

I leaned against the counter as Rikki striked my mind. Well she was having my baby, but then again she was aborting it so really, there wasn't much I was leaving behind except my dad. It would be a relief not having to live under his rules anymore. Its already annoying enough the way he makes me do things for him like I'm his assistant coworker.

I looked over at the clock to see it say 12:28.

"Wait a sec..." I thought, taking out my phone to see what day it was.

There it said, Tuesday with those big bold letter that now said, 12:29 pm.

Today was Rikki's appointment. In 30 minutes, at 1 o clock, she would be in a operating room, having an abortion. I shook my head, placing my phone back in my pocket. Was this really what was going to happen? Did i really want Rikki to go through with this? A horrible gut feeling came into my stomach as I didn't know what to do.

Well I was going to Harvard anyways. There was no point asking her to keep the baby if I wasn't able to stick around and help her but, going to Harvard didn't seem all that exciting ether.

What are you thinking Zane? No way could I raise a baby. I'm the luckiest person in the world to be able to go to collage. Millions of people would die to have this opportunity.

I looked down at my collage applications and back up at the clock. It turned to 12:34 as I knew time was running out. No way could I make it back to the doctors office in time. The Woman's clinic is like 30 minutes away from here. It would take me 5 minutes just getting into the car and getting everything ready. Plus what was I going to tell Rikki? Keep the baby cause I have a feeling you should? That would be crazy.

That's when I saw the clock turn to 12:36. That horrible gut feeling swashed over me again as I knew I had to do what was right, before it was too late...