"Are you telling me that you got Calleigh pregnant?"
"Yes."
"¿qué, éstas brincando? (what! Are you kidding!?)"
"No."
"¡Usted tiene la noción que acabó de arruinar su vida?! (you do realice that you just ruined your life?!)"
"Madre…(mum…)"
"No, usted no me interrumpas, ella arruinó su vida, sí, sí, es culpa de ella. (no, don't interrupt me, she ruined your life, yes, yes, it was her fault.?"
"¡Madre!(mum!)"
"Te dije que tener cuidado pero no, siguió hacerlo con cualquier chica que pasa delante de ti, ¿y ahora qué?! ¡Ella está embarazada y arruinó su futuro! ( i told you to be carefull, but no, you kept doing it with everygirl that crossed your sight, now what hum!? She' pregnant! She ruined your future!)"
"Madre, para, ahora. (mum stop, now.?"
"Eric, usted es un niño. ¡Usted tiene 17 años, usted no es listo tener un bebé! (eric you're a kid, you're seventeen, you're not ready to have a baby!)"
"Madre, vamos a hacer esto, tenemos a este niño. (mum, we're doing this, we're having this kid.)"
"¡Estás loco, no entiendes nada! ¿Has pensado todo ese dinero sólo para pasar un bebé? ¿Usted pensó ya solamente del dinero todo que las bebidas una pasan? ¿Dónde él es ese usted va arreglar este dinero? (you're crazy, you don't understand a thing! Heve you even thought about the Money you need to raise a baby? Where are you going to get that money from?)"
"Nos arronjaremos. (we'll manage.)"
"No, no, no estás casado, ¿qué pensará la gente? (no, no, you're not even maried, what will people think?)"
"No me importa, la pregunta es, va a apoyar nosotros o no? (I don't care, the question is, are you with us or not?)"
"No."
"Bien, así que me voy. (all right, I'm going then.)"
"¡Eric, no! Mami, por favor. (Eric no! mum please.)" Marisol interrupted.
"No, vaya. (No, leave)"
"¡Mami!"
"Mari, stay away from this."
"no way, when I had rosa you didn't complained, why is this any different?"
"You were 23!"
"Yes, and he's seventeen, and he's going to keep the baby."
"I don't care, he's seventeen! He's not ready."
"You had mari when you were sixteen!" Eric shouted.
"It was different times!"
"Bull shit! That is no different from this!"
"I was married!"
"We'll get married then!"
"You're seventeen! You're not even an adult, and she's sixteen!"
"She'll be seventeen in a couple months! "
"She'll still be a minor!"
"So what?! Age doesn't matter!"
"Yes it does! Because people will"
"I don't care about what people say!" Eric cut furiously.
"She isn't even here! She was to coward to come!"
"She's sick! I made her stay at home! She wanted to come!"
"Way to go brother."
"Thank you."
"Yeah right, so sick she can't even come here?!"
"Yes! Because she's really sick and she can't take any medication!"
"What's wrong with her?"
"Morning sickness, mixed with the flu."
"Oh. That sucks."
"She can't keep a thing in her stomach and has headache and muscular pain."
"Did you go to the doctor?"
"Yes, she said she can only take a pill a day and that doesn't do much."
"I see."
"Crackers and tea will help her, and keep her warm." Carmen said going to the kitchen.
"Thank you."
"I told you you weren't ready, can't even deal with morning sickness."
"How far is she?"
"2 months."
"Oohh, do you have a sonogram?"
"Yes."
Eric got to the kitchen putting the picture in front of his mother.
"That's your nieto, or nieta, we don't know yet, take a look and then say that you don't want to help us again."
"Eric…"
"By Mari, tell Rosalina that we won't watch her next game unless Cal feels much better."
"Will do."
"o.k. bye."
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"Hey, Cal?"
"She's sleeping."
"Oh."
"How did the talk with your mother go?"
"We got to give her a few weeks, for now she's on the "you ruined your life and I won't help you" mode."
"How did you father reacted?"
"He was o.k. really, shocked though."
"Yeah, he should've broken your neck."
"Aillin."
"Whatever."
"I should check up on Cal."
"No, let her sleep, she needs it."
"Yeah, is she feeling any better?"
"She doesn't have headache anymore."
"Good."
"Humhm."
"Hey." Calleigh greeted getting in the room rubbing her eyes.
"I thought you were asleep."
"Do, do anymore." She replied sneezing.
"Bless you." Eric said hugging her with a kiss.
"Thanks. How did the talk with your mum go?"
"Ah… let's give her some time."
"What did she said exactly?"
"Basically that we ruined our lifes."
"She got that right." She sighed.
"Calleigh." Maella warned.
"It's just… this baby makes everything so complicated!"
"I know."
"Sometimes I wish I was not pregnant."
"Don't EVER say that again!" Maella shouted getting up from the couch.
"Maella…"
"Sorry, that's not what I meant. I just… I need my coffee, and I can't drink any, and it's driving me crazy!"
Eric chuckled pulling her to his lap with a blanket covering both of them.
"Don't say that again, I don't care why you say it, just don't."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah."
Eric felt the air getting thicker and the change of hugs between Maella and Aillin.
"What else did your mum said?"
"That you should eat crackers and tea with honey, and kee warm."
"o.k."
"you want some?"
"If you don't mind."
"Not at all."
"Thank you."
"Yeah, let's see all that kindness when you wake up with a baby screamin' at 3 a.m."
"Aillin."
"What?"
"Please."
"I just want the best for you, that's all."
"It's dot the best for me wight dow, so please, could you stop it?"
"Fine."
"Thank you."
"Hey Calleigh?! Natalia called emerging from her room."
"Hum?"
"Are you going to make a baby shower?"
"Don't dow, why?"
"You got to do one!"
"Why?"
"Because you're having a baby! Every baby needs a baby shower!"
"The baby won't even know, he won't be born anyway."
"He? You already know the sex?"
"Do, but he insists that it'll be a boy."
"What do you have against girls?"
"Nothing, except dealing with all the girly stuff."
"Whatever Eric. Are you at least having a birthday party?"
"Me?"
"Yes, your biethday is in a few months right?"
"Six."
"I thought your birthday was in june 21st."
"That's mide. Calleigh said."
"Oh, sorry."
"Do worry."
"Well, will you have a birthday party?"
"Just have dinner with you guys, maybe Eric's family, if his parents have stop hating me by then."
"Ooh, they hate you?"
"My mother did not take the whole pregnancy news very well."
"Ouch."
"Yeah. Give her a couple weeks."
"Or a couple years."
"Aillin."
"Well, don't worry about me, I'll hate you from now on, so you don't have to care about when it will stop."
"Yes sir."
"Well, what's dinner?"
"Why do you ask us?"
"Because, as you saw the other day, I'm not the greatest cooker in the world."
"I don't feel like cooking."
"Me either sorry, I'll just go to bed."
"Maella."
"What?"
"I'm going with you."
"o.k."
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"Hey Cal?"
"Hum?"
"What was that thing, when you said you wish you weren't pregnant?"
"Oh, you got that."
"Hum, yeah, it was kind of hard not to."
"It's nothing never mind."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
"o.k."
she snuggled more into him sighing and coughing a bit.
"They had a son once."
"Once?"
"He… he got really sick and… he was just 3 months old, he was too weak."
"He died?"
"Yes."
"Oh my god."
"Yeah."
"You ever got to know him?"
"No, it was like 20 years ago."
"Really?"
"No, less, much less, I think he would be my age actually."
"Oh."
"Yeah, he got pneumonia, he was sick for a week or so and then he just…"
"I see."
"That's why she reacted the way she did. The chance of being a mother was taken away from her, so she just hates everyone who gives it away."
"I think I would think the same, you know, if it happened to our baby."
"Please don't say that."
"Sorry."
"I don't want even imagine it."
"I know."
"She didn't told me you know?"
"No?"
"No, I kind of figured it out."
"How?"
"One day, I got into his room, they never took a thing out of there, and I saw the pictures, I was just a kid, so I grabbed a toy, a teddy bear, and I was playing with it downstairs, and when Maeela found me she started to cry and she asked me where I had got it."
"What did you say?"
"I said I had got it in the baby boy's room."
"Wow."
"Yeah, she was flipping, she couldn't stop crying, so I hugged her and I sooth her, I kept saying it was going to be o.k."
"You did?
"It was what she said to me every time I cried."
"that's sweet."
"And then I asked where the boy was and she said that he wasn't here anymore, so I asked if he had left and she said he went to this awesome place where he could eat all the candy he could."
Eric chuckled at the answer, knowing that as an innocent child Calleigh would think it was real.
"What did you say then?"
"I said that my granny had gone to a pretty place where she could do what she wanted too, but there they had wings."
"Innocent little Cal."
"Yeah."
"That's really sad."
"I know."
"You know what you said about me wanting the baby to be a boy?"
"Yes."
"I don't mind if it's a girl, as long as it's healthy you know?"
"I know."
"Really Calleigh, I don't want you to think that I just want a boy and if it's a girl then I'll dump you or something."
"I don't."
"o.k."
"we got to start saving for the baby you know."
"I know."
"I'm going to get a second job."
"Me too."
"You're sick Cal."
"I know, not now."
"You're pregnant, you can't work too much."
"I know, but we need the money."
"I know. He sighed. I've been thinking and… I'm going to quit school."
"What! Are you crazy?"
"No, but"
"No but, you can't quit school." She cutted.
"If I did I would work more, and that means that I would get more money."
"There's night shifts and all that."
"I know."
"Please don't quit school."
"o.k. don't worry, it was just a stupid idea."
"Yeah, really stupid."
"Hey, you two still awake?"
"Hey Nat, what are you doing here?"
"Came to grab a snack."
"Hum."
"C'mon, you can tell us, what's keeping you up?"
"o.k., how did you know that she was lying?"
"Girl thing. What is it?"
"It's about Ryan."
"Uh oh."
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"Hey bullet! Welcome back!" Eaton screamed.
"Hey guys."
"Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah thanks."
"Aren't you going to train?"
"I'm sorry, I can't."
"It's o.k. you're sick, we understand."
"That's not it."
"What then?"
"I can't play for the next months."
"What? Why?"
"I...it's…"
"Yes…2 Leon urged."
"She's pregnant, she can't play football."
"You what?!"
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Men, you're screwed."
"We know."
"Is it a girl or a boy?"
"We don't know yet."
"No?"
"No."
"When will you know?"
"In a couple months."
"Hum."
"Why do you ask?"
"Because we got to teach the kid how to play football."
"Yeah."
"Guys." Calleigh chuckled.
"C'mon Delko, you're not having a baby so get dressed, we came here to practice, not to chat."