So, I was watching 16 and Pregnant with one of my nieces when this little story popped into my head. It's my first story so be easy on me but make sure to tell me what you think. :D You'll notice that all the girls are from Washington, I know that's not how it is in the show but I made it that way for a reason. You'll learn why in a couple chapters. :) So, without further ado, Read on.
Disclaimer: SM owns Twilight and whoever made the show 16 and Pregnant owns that.
Rosalie
A month old
I slipped my heels on and pulled Grayson out of the bouncer I had placed next to my bed.
"Here you go," I said, passing him to my mom.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"Out," I said, fluffing my hair.
I gave myself a once over in the mirror before heading outside to where my friends were waiting.
"Are you ready to party?" Vera asked.
"Hell yeah."
Though this wasn't my first time going back out after having Grayson, I was planning to party like it was. I have a lot of lost time to make up for.
Being a mother was hard, harder than I ever imagined it would be. I don't know where I would be right now if my mom wasn't helping me take care of him.
Tonight's party was in Seattle, Irina's place, so we'd probably stay the night out there since I planned to get fucked up tonight.
"Are you drinking tonight?" Vera asked.
"Duh," I laughed. "I'm going to get so wasted, I'll barely be able to stand up."
"So, I guess we're crashing at Irina's place?"
"Yup, unless any of you want to stay sober."
There were no takers.
"Didn't think so."
"Is your mom cool with it?" Henry asked.
"Eh, I don't know, probably," I shrugged. "She didn't really say anything when I left."
I think she likes spending time with Grayson, I mean who wouldn't. Nowadays, I leave Grayson with her when I go to school and on most nights when I hang out with my friends. He's usually sleeping when I leave so I feel like it's okay to step out, take a breather, after having been with him all day.
"She's probably loving having cuddle time with Grayson," Tanya said. "That baby is so much fun to cuddle."
"He is, isn't he?" I agreed.
"Who's watching him when you're at school?"
"Um, Demetri," I said. "And if he has to work, Grayson is at daycare and on the day's he's at daycare, I just let my mom pick him up at five. It gives me a little extra time to do the things I need to do."
Henry nodded.
After three hours and two pit stops, we finally made it to Seattle. We were probably the last people to make it to the party so naturally all the good spots were taken.
And this time, I ended up having to walk a block and a half back to Irina's place.
Once I was inside though, I headed straight for the booze.
I guzzled down two beers before dragging Tanya and Vera to the makeshift dance floor to get my grove on.
It felt so good to be able to relax and get back in my element.
Motherhood, while great, just wasn't for me just yet. I was a teen after all. I needed time to party and hang out with friends. But I digress.
I promised myself that I wouldn't think of my mother duties tonight. Only teen duties were on my mind.
"This is my song," I said, grinding against Tanya.
"Our song," she corrected, squealing. "Oh, yeah."
That night, I had the best time. Not to mention, I fulfilled my wish of getting super drunk.
My friends watched out for me though and made sure no guys tried to whisk me away because I wasn't ready for that. My goods still needed time to heal.
The party went on for hours and so I don't know when I crashed. All I know is that I woke up in Irina's bedroom with a pounding headache.
Oh the joys of having a hangover.
Okay, I think I went a little overboard last night. But can you blame me?
I planned to do it again next weekend too, only maybe I'd drink a little less so that I wouldn't wake up with the worst headache known to man.
But knowing me, I'll push myself to the max once again.
"Morning, sunshine." Irina grinned.
"How are you always so cheerful after a night of partying?"
"You get use to it after a while," she said, shrugging.
I snorted, "Sure."
"Coffee has arrived," Henry said, quietly. "And food."
I perked up, "Food? What kind?"
"I see you still have the appetite of a pregnant woman."
I nodded, "Yep, pretty much."
As long as my metabolism kept working as fast as it did, I didn't mind inhaling large quantities of stuff.
"How is the little one, by the way? He with your mom?"
"He's great," I said, pulling out my phone. "He's getting bigger and bigger everyday."
"Aw, he's so cute."
"Doesn't he look just like Jacob?" Tanya asked.
"To a t," Irina agreed. "Speaking of Jacob, is he talking to you?"
"Nope, haven't heard from him since I brought Grayson home."
"Bummer."
I nodded.
While I was relieved to not have him bothering me anymore, it sucked that he didn't want to come around for Grayson. I would've gladly put my differences with him aside had he been a man and asked to see his son.
But no, he's a big momma's boy and since his mom told him the kid wasn't his, he believes it.
Whatever. He's the one missing out.
I stayed in Seattle for the whole weekend. Tanya, Vera, Irina, and I went out Sunday night and used our fake IDs to get into one of the hottest clubs in Seattle.
I partied my ass off once again but woke up feeling better than I had this morning.
When it was time to go home Sunday afternoon, I was more than ready. I missed my little man. I just hoped that my mom could keep her mouth shut and not aggravate me when I walked through the door.
Was I that lucky? Nope, I was not.
"Where have you been?" Mom asked.
"I told you I was going out."
"Yeah, Friday night and it's Sunday, Rosalie. Sunday!" she snapped. "Do you have any idea how worried I was?"
"Sorry." I said, snatching my baby boy out of his bouncer. "Hi, honey."
"Did you even think to call? What if something would've happened to Grayson? You wouldn't have known until today."
"I had my phone on me."
"Oh, well that's nice to know." she said, sarcastically. "Rose, I told you this wasn't going to happen once he arrived."
"What wasn't going to happen?"
"Going out every weekend, spending days away from home," she said. "You're a mother, mom's don't do that."
I rolled my eyes, "I go out once in a month and suddenly I'm a bad mom? Really?"
"Once? Rosalie, you've gone out ever night for the last three weeks." she snapped causing me to roll my eyes. "I was okay with you going out once but I should've known it would lead to going out more and more."
"You're right," I told her. "Going out just once isn't enough. I'm a teen, I need me time."
"You're also a mother."
"When I need to be," I added. "I'm with him during the day when he sleeps, it's my turn to party."
"This stops now," Mom said, disregarding what I was saying. "No more."
"I'm going out next weekend too," I told her.
"Like hell you are."
"Watch me," I snapped.
"I will not do this, Rosalie. I won't."
"What is the big deal? I'll go out when he's asleep and all you'll have to do is keep an ear out for him."
"You know very well that I'll have to do more than listen for him, he doesn't sleep through the night yet." she fumed.
"You're selfish."
"I'm...I'm selfish? Oh, really. I guess it is selfish watching Grayson all day, sometimes all night, feeding him, changing him, oh and working to make sure the house doesn't get taken away. Yes, I'm very fucking selfish, Rosalie."
I rolled my eyes at her.
"I'm done talking to you," I told her. "Get out of my face, leave me alone."
I laid Grayson back in his bouncy and headed to my bedroom. I've been home an hour and a half and already I'm drained and beyond fucking aggravated.
Before my mom gained a second wind, I grabbed my car keys and quickly took off.
"Where are you going?" Mom yelled as I got into my car.
I ignored her and quickly drove away.
It was times like this when I needed Henry and his never ending supply of pot.
I ended up crashing at Henry's house, feeling so much better than I did when I was at home.
But come morning, I knew it was time to get home. I was hoping that I made it before my mom left, a first huh?, so that I could keep Grayson with me for the day.
I made it in the knick of time. She was just loading Grayson into the car.
"I've got him," I said, pulling him out of his car seat.
"Are you sure?" she asked, quietly.
"Yeah, mom, I'm sure."
After taking the diaper bag, I headed into the house to spend some quality time with my son.
To me, I felt like my mom was overacting about me going out. It's only on the weekends when I do and it's usually when Grayson is already asleep.
She has no right to call me a bad mom. She acts as though I'm the only parent who has ever gone out without their kid on a Saturday night. Even she did it when I was younger! Nana told me so.
Now, I can admit that I was wrong when it came to not calling her. I should've. She was worried about me and the least I could've done was called to check in and see how Grayson was doing.
But that still didn't make me a bad mother.
My day with Grayson went well. He's pretty mellow most days, although during the night he does like to go on crying binges for absolutely no reason.
Mom says he just wants to be held and so I hold him for as long as I can before bringing him back into bed with me. Of course, mom wasn't okay with him sleeping in bed with me.
She'd thought I'd squish him but I'm not a roller so I knew he was safe to sleep with me.
Which is what I let him do when it was time to put him down for a nap. I laid him down next to me and fell asleep beside him.
I woke up when my mom got back, Grayson was still laying beside me, wiggling around and making little baby sounds.
After changing his diaper, I headed into the kitchen to make him a bottle.
"Hey," Mom greeted.
"Hi," I yawned, passing Grayson to her.
"How was your day?" she asked.
"Fine," I shrugged, grabbing a clean bottle.
"Did he behave?"
"Yeah, he was just fine." I took him to feed him. "How was work?"
"Same old, Same old." she said as my phone dinged.
"Can you finish feeding him?" I asked as I got another text.
She sighed but took him.
Come over tonight- H
Sure, what's going on?
I need a smoking buddy- H
I grinned and told him I'd be over in a bit.
"What are you doing?"
"Henry wants me to come over," I said as I went to go get changed.
"Rosalie, no."
"Didn't ask you," I said as I pulled on a pair of tight jeans and a loose shirt.
"Rose, I'll ground you if you go out tonight."
"Oooh, I'm so scared," I laughed.
"Rosalie, you spent one day with Grayson this whole week."
"The week just started," I said with a roll of my eyes.
"Fine, twice if you count last week. Between school, which I understand you having to leave him for that, and your friends, you don't spend any time with your child."
"Whatever," I said, brushing my hair.
"No not whatever," Mom growled. "I did not sign on to be a mom again. If I wanted another kid, I would've had one, Rose."
"No one is asking you to be a mom!" I yelled. "I'm his mother and I do a fine fucking job of it."
"No you don't," she fumed. "You've been out with Tanya, or Vera, or whomever every night last week. Don't try to pretend you haven't."
"I was here when it mattered," I retorted.
"He was in daycare, even on the day you skipped," Mom said. "I've had enough. If you don't want this...responsibility, it's not too late. We can find a good home for him."
"Excuse me?"
"Adoption agencies still take babies after they're born."
"He's my child," I yelled. "Mine. Not someone else's."
"Then start being a parent," she said. "I will not raise this baby. I won't, Rose."
"Oh my Fucking God!" I snapped. "No one is asking you too. Stop fucking lecturing me, okay?"
"No, I won't stop," she said. "I'm looking out for this baby. He can't speak up and tell you you're being a lousy mother so I have too."
"What did you just call me?"
"A lousy mother," she said. "But calling you a bitch also describes you perfectly."
My temper flared and she just kept going.
"I have so much on my plate, Rosalie! I've got worry about your stupid ass winding up dead somewhere or getting raped, or something. I have to work forty hours a week to pay my bills. Oh and I have to raise a child that isn't mine! Can you see why I'm frustrated?"
"You've always got to ruin shit by opening your mouth don't you?" I snapped.
"Excuse me?"
I ignored her, "This shit...makes me want to leave and never come back."
"Well go."
"When I leave, Grayson will be coming with me and you'll never see him again," I said.
"Yeah, fucking right," Mom said, though I could see tears forming in her eyes. "I'd never let you walk out the door with this child."
Oh really?
"Give me my child," I demanded. "Now."
"Oh, wow, you're holding your kid."
I stormed to Grayson's nursery and packed a bag for him then went to my room to pack a bag for myself.
"What are you doing?"
"Leaving," I snapped.
"Real mature, Rosalie."
"I'm done, mom, so done with you." I snapped. "So just leave me the fuck alone!"
"Hey, calm down," Demetri said. "Rose, relax."
"Fuck off."
I buckled Grayson into his carrier and left my mother's house.
This is the kind of shit that made me hater her. She just nags and nags until I can't stand to even look at her.
Why can't she fucking support me?
I've done nothing wrong, NOTHING. And yet she has to go and continue to accuse me of being a bad parent. What the fuck is her problem?
I was fuming by the time I made it to Henry's.
And now that I had Grayson with me, I couldn't smoke with him like planned.
"Rose, hey," Henry smiled brightly. "You brought Gray? Uh...How are we..."
"We can't, not tonight," I said. "I just need a place to crash."
"Jane bitching again?" he guessed.
"Yep."
"What happened this time?" he asked.
"She called me a bad mom."
"What? Why?"
"Because I go out, mind you I only went out once with you guys." I snapped, taking Grayson out of his car seat. "I mean, I do hang out with you guys after school but he's in daycare."
"She's just doing her job," Henry said. "You'll nag Gray once he's a teen."
"No, I won't," I said. "I don't want him to hate me."
"He'll probably hate you regardless."
I glared at him.
"What? It's what teens do," he shrugged. "Even if they do nothing wrong, they're always out to get us."
"True," I sighed.
"And don't hate me," he said. "But I think you could spend a little more time with Gray. You don't always have to chill with us after school. You could spend some time with him."
"I know," I said. "I just...being alone with him bums me out. It reminds me that Jake isn't here to help, you know?"
"Yeah, I get it," Henry said. "But Jake doesn't want to do this because he thinks it'll force him to give up everything. Prove to him that he's wrong. You can be a mom, a student, and still have social life. It's called moderation."
He was right.
Henry was always right though.
And so was my mom.
Maybe I was a bad parent.
My mom, Jake, they knew from the start that I wasn't ready for this and yet I forced myself to go against them and say that I was.
I can't change anything now, though I wish I could.
I could give him up for adoption right now but I was selfish. I didn't want him to grow up without me yet here I was partying my life away.
I sighed, "Can I still crash here for the night?"
"Yeah, of course."
I crashed at Henry's just to give myself a cool down period. Already, I was feeling bad for yelling at my mom like that. She didn't deserve it but in my defense, she didn't have to call me a shitty mom.
Okay, no she had every right too.
But she doesn't remember how hard it is to give up being a teen. I went from going out every night to going out only every once in a while.
It's not something that can just be turned off. If I could, I would.
I'll get better, I just need time.
That night, instead of sleeping, I vowed that I would try to do better. Starting by staying home.
Grayson has only been home a month and I've already gone out a handful of times, way more than I'd like to admit.
When it was finally a decent hour, I packed up Grayson and headed home.
My mom was on the couch, phone clutched in her hand, waiting for me when I arrived.
"Oh, thank God," she breathed out.
"We're okay," I said. "He's okay."
"I've been worried sick."
"I'm sorry," I said, softly. "About what I said. You're right..."
"What..."
She definitely wasn't expecting that.
"I guess it really does help to hear it from someone my age," I half smiled. "I know you think I'm a bad mom but...I honestly don't. I'm adjusting, that's all."
"Not in the right way," mom said.
"I know," I said. "But it's so hard to go from being carefree to having the weight of the world on your shoulders in a couple months."
"Rose, I was there, I know how hard it is," mom said. "But that being said, I loved you enough to do it. I thrived to make myself better for you. I gave up all my friends just so I could be a great mom."
I grimaced at the thought of that.
"I'm not ready to do that."
"I know," she said. "I knew that the day I found out you were pregnant."
"But I don't want to give him up," I said. "I don't like the thought of him being with strangers."
"They'll take good care of him."
I bit my lip, "What if...what if you were to raise him while I got myself together? I know it's not what you want but please...I just need some time. I can promise that I'll get on track fast."
"Rose."
"Just please, mom." I begged. "I'm working on it, starting today. I'll come home more, I'll watch him more, stop skipping school...I just need to do it on my own. I can't have others pushing me, you know that's how I work."
Mom was quiet for a long time.
"Okay," she finally said. "But I want you to prove to me that you can get better."
I nodded.
"If I'm going to take over raising this child, you will do as I say when it regards to him, understand?"
I nodded, again.
I promised I would try but I didn't know how this was going to work out. I hoped that I would be able to keep myself on a good path but with so many obstacles out there, I don't know how long I'd manage.
And we've reached the end. Rosalie has moments of being levelheaded but she always reverts back. Sigh. I wonder what her future will be like. And yes, that was a lame way of setting myself up to tell you that... drum-roll please...
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Next weekend, or the weekend after, the first chapter of Teen Mom will be up so keep following this story so you'll know when it's posted :D
Yes, I've decided to make the sequel to sixteen and pregnant.
I still haven't started writing it but it's on my list of things to do this weekend.
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