Authors Note:
Someone asked if I could make the baby not Patrick's, but it didn't fit with how I wanted to take this story, but man if I wanted to create more drama than I already did I totally would have used your idea! The adoption idea is going to cause a lot of relationships to be strained and I wanted to Patrick more depth than just being a player! Hope you all enjoy it, let me know what you think! :)
Chapter Twenty Three
Clary POV:
It was a Saturday morning and I got up to make everyone breakfast. I figured that since the events of last night no one would be leaving the house unless absolutely necessary so if we were going to eat it was up to me. Jace bounced down the stairs with Karina in his arms and she was giggling like crazy and it just made me smile. He sat her on in the chair and made his way over to me.
"Good morning beautiful." He greeted as he placed a kiss on my temple.
"Good morning, are they up yet?" I asked and he started pouring the drinks.
"I think I heard voices, but I can't be sure." Jace said and I nodded. 10 minutes later I heard footsteps and looked up to see Patrick and Jacqueline walking down the stairs.
"Where is Sammi?" I asked when they got closer.
"She said she wasn't hungry." Patrick said.
"Jacqueline, go get her out of bed." I said and Jacqueline started walking back upstairs.
"No, if she doesn't want to eat you can't force her." Patrick said.
"I can't, but that baby of yours is going to want something to eat since she doesn't exactly keep a lot of food down. Not eating could cause serious problems for your child Patrick. I don't care if Sammi isn't hungry, she's going to eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner until that baby is born." I said. "Now Jacqueline, so get Sammi out of bed." She nodded and ran upstairs.
"I didn't want to push her." Patrick said.
"I get that, but this is your child, and Sammi needs to do everything for the child now. She can't skip meals because she doesn't feel like eating." I said and he nodded. He grabbed a glass of orange juice and water and sat at the table with Karina. When Sammi and Jacqueline walked down Sammi took a seat next to Patrick and gave him a sad smile. I knew she was probably freaking out and I understood why. Having a child is a lot of responsibility and she's a young girl. We were in the middle of breakfast when it occurred to me that Sammi probably hasn't been to a doctor yet. "Sammi, have you seen a doctor yet?"
"No." She said and she didn't make eye contact with me.
"I'm going to call my OBG/YN and set up an appointment this week for you." I said and she looked up at me.
"Why would you do that for me? Don't you hate me for being so irresponsible? Aren't you going to kick me out and make me do this on my own?" She said with tear filled eyes.
"I would never do that Samantha. Like it or not, you're having my grandchild, and I plan on doing anything I can to make sure your pregnancy goes smoothly." I said.
"Why haven't you yelled at me yet? Why haven't you called me a slut or blame me for ruining Patrick's life?" She asked and I looked at Jace.
"Patrick, Jacqueline, take Karina over to the ice rink and give her some lessons." Jace said.
"I'm not leaving Sammi." Patrick said as he stood up, Jace stood as well and towered over him slightly.
"Yes you are because your mother and I need to speak with her. Take Karina and don't come back for at least an hour." Jace said and Jacqueline took Patrick by the arm and pulled him towards the door. Karina followed and soon we were alone with Sammi.
"Let's go into the living room." I said and Sammi stood up and we all walked into the living room. Jace and I took a seat on the love seat while Sammi made herself comfortable on the sofa. "Can you please tell me why you think I'd call you a slut?"
"Cause I'm pregnant and I'm only 18." She said.
"Okay, how many guys have you slept with in the past 6 months?" I asked and it seemed to catch her off guard.
"What?" She asked.
"How many guys have you had sex with in the past 6 months?" I asked again.
"Just Patrick." She said and I nodded.
"Exactly, you aren't a slut. You were, ugh, this is incredibly weird because I know I'm talking about my son." I said and it made Sammi laugh. "You were sleeping with your boyfriend. You weren't going from guy to guy, you weren't doing any of that. You were simply being risky."
"I really am so incredibly sorry for this." Sammi said.
"Look, Jace and I aren't happy about this. You both are 18. You have no idea what it takes to be parents, and you have no idea how incredibly hard this is going to be, but we're not going to throw you out and fend for yourselves."
"You aren't?" She asked.
"Absolutely not Sammi." Jace said. "We all know exactly the type of person Patrick is. He would never leave you, and if we kicked you out, he'd leave with you. We don't want you two struggling to live while you're creating a new life. That being said, you aren't staying here free of charge."
"I'll do anything." Sammi said.
"I need help in the office." I started. "Filing paperwork, answering the phones, and putting information into the computer. I'm normally up until 2 am finishing it at the end of the day, and I'd really appreciate your help with that."
"Of course. Just show me and I'll do it." Sammi said.
"You obviously won't be staying in the cabins because you aren't a trainee anymore, and since the worst has already happened if you want too, you may stay in Patrick's room. I know he was already going to ask and fight for it anyway." I said and she finally smiled at me.
"I really appreciate this. I don't know what I would have done if you acted like my parents."
"Samantha, we want you to know that you can always come to us if you are in trouble, or scared, or upset, or anything. Sometimes life throws you a curveball, and you have to roll with it. This is one of those situations, and as disappointed as we both are in you and Patrick, I really only see one option, and that's to help you through it."
"Do you think I have to give up my dream about making it to the Olympics?" She asked.
"I think it's going to be incredibly hard." Jace said. "Training is going to kick you in the ass because you'll be rusty, and you'll be losing the baby weight, and just be out of shape, but if its what you really want, if you dedicate your time and energy into your training, I think you can do anything."
"Would that make me a bad mom?" She asked.
"I think it would put a lot of stress on Patrick, and you definitely need to talk about this before you decide anything else, but I don't think you trying to pursue your dreams can ever make you a bad mom." I said and she nodded. She was quiet for a moment before speaking.
"Can I go take a nap? I didn't really sleep last night and I'm pretty tired." She said and I smiled.
"Of course." I said and she stood up.
"I really appreciate everything you're doing for me." She said once more.
"I'll send Patrick up when he gets back from the rink." I said and she nodded and headed up stairs. I took a deep breath and leaned into Jace. "I can't believe this is happening."
"Me either, but it's happening, and all we can do is support them." Jace said and I nodded. I curled into Jace's arms and took a deep breath, and thought about the future, and I'm not going to lie, I was a little scared.
Patrick POV:
I was watching the clock tick down slowly. I wanted to be back at the house with Sammi. I knew my parents weren't going to yell at her or make her cry but I wanted to be near her always. I wanted to protect her from everything. When an our finally passed I ran out of the rink and back to the house. When I walked in I saw my parents curled up on the couch just enjoying each others company, and I noticed Sammi wasn't there.
"Where is she?" I asked afraid that they had asked her to leave or her parent showed up.
"She wanted to take a nap. She said she didn't sleep well last night. She should be in your room." My mom said and I nodded.
"You need to speak with her Patrick." My dad said and I nodded again before running upstairs. When I opened my door she was curled up in my bed and her eyes opened.
"Hey." I said and she gave me a smile and I walked over to her. "How was the talk with my parents?"
"It was good. I was scared at first, but they were really nice about everything." She said and I kissed her forehead.
"My dad said we needed to talk. Is everything okay?" I asked and I could see her mind going a million miles an hour.
"I asked your dad if it was possible for me to still make it to the Olympics." She said and it caught me off guard. "I just, I'm only going to be pregnant for 9 months, and that still leaves me with 3 years, so I figured if I kept in shape while pregnant, and than really kicked it up after we had the baby I might have a shot."
"You still want to go to the Olympics?" I asked.
"It's been my dream since I was little, I feel like I've worked too hard to give it up now."
"But we're having a baby." I said.
"We are, but there are options." She said and I stood up.
"You're thinking about adoption?" I asked angrily.
"We're 18 Patrick. We know nothing about being parents. We aren't ready." She said.
"But we have 9 months to prepare, and we have my parents. I was old enough to help out with Karina, I'm not totally useless." I said as I backed away from her.
"Patrick, we both have plans for the future, and none of them included a baby." She tried to reason with me.
"And the minute I found out about the pregnancy I shifted all my dreams." I said.
"You did?" She asked.
"Yes. I want this. I want our baby. I want to see him or here crawl for the first time, and say their first word, and walk. I want to teach him or her how to skate and snowboard. I can see it, and I want it." I said and she was silent. "Look, if you don't want to raise our baby, I'll raise them myself. I'll be a single father, and I'll give him or her the world. You do what's best for you Samantha, and if you think not being involved is what's best for you, than so be it." I said and I walked out of the room.
I ran downstairs and grabbed my shoes and coats angrily and I could hear my parents behind me but I was too angry to think straight. I opened the front door and just started walking. I didn't know where I was going until I ended up at the door of the rink. It was always my haven when things got crazy, and right now things were crazy. I don't know how long I sat on those bleachers when I figure sat down next to me. When I looked up I saw my dad.
"How did you know where I was?" I asked and he laughed.
"Because I know you Patrick. This is your sanctuary. Just like the half pipe used to be mine." He said. "What happened between you and Sammi?"
"She doesn't want to raise our child. She is thinking about adoption." I said and he put his hand on my back.
"And you don't agree with her?" He asked.
"When I found out she was pregnant, I could automatically picture my child, and I fell in love with the image. I want to raise my baby and give him or her everything I can. I can just see it so much and I want it more and more every time I think about it."
"And Sammi doesn't want that?" He asked.
"She wants to accomplish her dreams and she thinks a baby will ruin that." I said.
"She told me she wants to go to the Olympics." He said and I nodded. "She can still have her dreams with a baby, it's just a lot of stress and responsibility is going to come down on you. She'll be training a lot, and when she's done she'll be tired, and taking care of that baby will be one you."
"I know that." I said.
"You're prepared for that? You're prepared to be a full time dad. Skating will be on the back burner, school will be on the back burner, that baby will be your first priority." He explained.
"I want my baby dad." I said and he smiled at me.
"I'm proud of you son." He said and I looked at him. "You've really manned up in this challenging situation and I wish you waited longer, but I'm proud of the man you've become. I know you'll be a great father."
"You really believe that?" I asked.
"Of course. You're a Herondale." He said and I laughed. We stood up and hugged and I felt better about everything. I felt like no matter what I could do this, with or without Sammi because I had my family behind me supporting me no matter what.