Ally's POV
"…She's my sister."
"You have a sister?" Rory asked me and I sighed—only because we have the same DNA and we come from the same parents, otherwise, I wouldn't really consider her my sister since I haven't seen her much at all. Last time I saw her, I was eleven—I guess she decides to drop in every few years or so. Before I could say anything else to Rory, who probably wanted to know who my sister is and why I never mentioned her, she threw her arms around me and hugged me, but quickly backed off.
"Sorry…I didn't hurt the baby did I?" She asked—I guess she found out I was pregnant, how she did is what I'm wondering.
"I gave birth hours ago." I told her. "I'd like you to leave now." I said and started to walk back to my room, grabbing Rory's hand and pulling him in my direction. I got to my room and got back into bed and rolled my eyes as I saw that Annie followed us. I hope I don't have to call security.
"Ally, what are you doing?" Rory asked.
"I'm getting back into bed and I'm hoping that she'll leave before I'm forced to call someone to remove you." I stated.
"It must be the drugs." Rory said. I'm actually not, if I was I'd tell her stay.
"No, she's not. This is was like the last time we saw each other." Annie said. "I better go." I grinned, but then Rory stopped her from leaving. What the hell is he doing?
"Wait, don't go yet—let me talk to her." He said, I knew he whispered the last part, but I still managed to hear that.
"Ally, she's your sister."
"Only because of DNA, if it was up to me, I wouldn't have one because you haven't decided to visit in years." I said looking at her. "Last time I saw her, I was eleven, after I had been put in the foster system for about four years. And now how long has it been? 6 years!"
"Ally, you know that I'm legally not allowed to see you until you're 18." Annie said and I rolled my eyes.
"Well you're here now aren't you?" I replied—she managed to see me when I was and eleven and now when I saw seventeen and it's not technically allowed. She doesn't have the right to use that card.
"The agreement was until you are eighteen, but I have paid for the bad stuff I have done in the past and after finding out about my baby sister having a baby and sooner than originally thought, I had to come." She said.
"Wait, what?" Rory asked—he was confused and he didn't even know what to ask.
"Wait in the hall!" I said—talking to Annie, but Rory decided to leave, but I stopped him. "Not you, her!" I said and Annie left, leaving us alone.
"Please tell me what's going on?"
"Well, our parents—my bio parents—they weren't as accepting or understanding." I started to say.
"Elaborate…"
"They have standards…and they had opinions and they were homophobic." I said and he nodded. "Annie was a lesbian and kept it a secret, but when they found out, they weren't happy about it and apparently their attitudes towards her changed and eventually she started going out and not coming home for days, drank a lot and even stole from stores with her friends." I explained—Annie went through a rough time, I admit that.
"Go on."
"And after my parents died in the accident, I was supposed to go into Annie's custody, but since she had a record, they ordered that it wouldn't be in my best interest." I told him. "And when I saw her again, I was happy and thought she would take me away from the system and everything, but she didn't even try to be able to get custody of me—she was still the same. She didn't care."
"But she said…"
"I guess she finally decided to get help and pay for what she did."
"It looks like she wants to have a relationship—"
"No, she wants to see the baby and then will take off."
"She seems to care about you."
"I do." We looked up and saw Annie standing there listening to us. Rory then left the room and I wish he hadn't because I didn't care to talk to her.
"Ally, you're my sister."
"I don't have a sister."
"Ally, you know I love you."
"I needed you—when I was eleven and stuck in that crappy home. I was alone and I needed my sister—I needed you and where were you? Busy getting drunk and only caring about hiding from the cops and hanging with those assholes who only keep you around for thrills and money!"
"We all make mistakes." She said. "And after I left you that day, I made sure to do what I could so I could get you out of there."
"Why didn't you?" I asked.
"You had a new life and you seemed happy and I didn't want to take that away from you." She said—I guess it must have been after I was adopted.
"You could have visited…or called!"
"That was another one of my mistakes. And I'm here now and I want to make things right and do what I can to help you."
"Help me with what?" I didn't understand what I needed help with. I was fine.
"You just had a baby, I was going to help find someone—or some couple that would take care of him or her." She told me—adoption, as if I was going to give up my baby.
"It's a boy and I'm keeping my baby." I told her.
"Ally—"
"Don't you Ally me." I told her. "Rory and I decided that we would raise this baby together."
"Ally, I know you mean well, it's your baby and I'm sure Rory loves you—it's his baby right?" She then asked and I shook my head. I didn't want to tell her that I was raped, at least not yet. "I can tell he loves you, but do you think he actually wants to be a father and raise this baby?"
"If he did it with his daughter." I stated, covering my mouth after I did. Crap.
"Oh my—he has his own baby?"
"It was a mistake."
"And so was this." Annie said.
"It's not my fault."
"I'm not blaming anyone—especially not my own sister—"
"It's not my fault because I didn't even make the decision, I was raped and don't say anything about it because he feels bad about it and Rory and I both want to do this, so stay out of it!" Annie sighed—I knew she wanted to say something about the rape, but she decided not for my best interest.
"I believe you both could do it, but think about your son, he could be with you and Rory yes, but another family that is ready could maybe even be better. And you—you and Rory are young and shouldn't have to deal with this now, especially since he already as another kid to worry about." She said and left the room.
I thought about what she said—I did before I even gave birth, but I really wanted to keep him. How could I give away my baby? Seth's my son, I love him.
Then a nurse came in with Seth—I had asked for them to bring him so I could hold him for a bit. He was so beautiful and he was mine.
"Hi baby—Seth. My baby boy." I said and I still thought about what Rory and I would be able to give him and what we couldn't. And what others could. And what Rory would miss out on with having on raise another baby. And what I would miss out on.
I needed to sing—a song for Seth.
I've seen the tears and the heartache and I've felt the pain
I've seen the hatred in so many lives lost in vain
And yet through this darkness there's always a light that shines through
And takes me back home, takes me back home
All of the promises broken and all of the songs left unsung
Seem so far away as I make my way back to you
You gave me faith and
You gave me a world to believe in
You gave me your love to believe in
And feeling this love I can rise up above
And be strong, I'll be whole once again
I know that dreams we hold onto can just fade away
And I know that words can be wasted with so much to say
And when I feel helpless there's always a hope that shines through
And makes me believe, makes me believe
And I see for one fleeting moment a paradise under the sun
I drift away and I make my way back to you
You gave me faith and
You gave me a world to believe in
You gave me your love to believe in
And feeling this love I can rise up above
And be strong, I'll be whole once again
'Cause your love is my soul once again
I can live, I can dream once again
'Cause you make me believe
I looked and saw Annie come in and smiled. "Hey." I said.
"Is this him?" She asked and I nodded. "What's his name?"
"Seth. Seth Samuel." I told her and she smiled.
"I like that name." She said. "He may not be Rory's but he kind of has his eyes." I laughed a little. "He's beautiful and I know you would be a great mom to him." I sighed and looked back at him and then to Annie again.
"I want you to take him." I told her.
"What?"
"You're right, Seth deserves someone that could give him more and be there for him more and isn't too young. Rory loves me, but this isn't his kid and he may be okay with it, but it's not right. And I don't want to ever resent him if there are some things I can't do if I keep him and be a mom." I told her. "I want you to take him and be his mom."
"Why me?"
"You're my sister and from what I've seen—and looked on the internet—you've matured and I think you can give him what I can't." I said. "Will you take him?"
She nodded. I then handed him off to her and she looked really happy. "Do you mind if I keep the name?" Annie asked me and I laughed and nodded. I was hoping for that.
I checked out later that day and Rory and Sam were there—were confused that I didn't have Seth with me. "Where's Seth?" Rory asked—he didn't know yet.
"He's with someone that can give him a much better life." I told them and they both hugged me as tears rolled down my face. I hated this. I knew this was the right thing to do for my baby, but it hurt so damn much.
So officially met Annie and it looks like Ally forgave her. Also she decided to give Seth to Annie, realizing it was best for Seth.
Song: A World To Believe In (Celine Dion).
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