Happy little accident by ME! (no david read aloud .txt) 📖

dad showed me to my room, then went straight to bed. I was worried about him, today’s events had really took its toll on him. My room had been decorated nicer than mine back at my house, one wall was wallpapered with a flowery pattern, the rest was pink. I liked it. I thought I’d let everyone know I had a new baby sister. I uploaded two pictures onto Facebook, one was of me and Sophia and one was on her own. My phone wouldn't stop buzzing because of the notifications I was getting. I never noticed my mom had text me, my heart raced when I read it; ‘ Gracie sweetie, come home Sunday. We need to figure this situation out. No matter what I am there for you, don’t be scared baby. I know you’ll make the right decision. I love you.’ Well at least she wasn't mad, but I don’t get it. We don’t know for definite that I am pregnant.

Chapter Seven

My dad woke me the next morning to tell me that he was going to pick up Michelle and Sophia from the hospital. I fell straight back to sleep- I was doing a lot of sleeping lately. I was woken an hour after with the screaming of a baby. I pulled my cute, baggy jeans and my Kings of Leon t-shirt from my bag and my red vans. I through them on in a huff and shoved my clothes in the bag. I ran down the stairs eagerly ready to give my baby sis a cuddle, when my dad’s and Michelle’s faces shocked me. Within a day those smiles had been wiped away and replaced with exhausted faces.
“Gracie, I think it’s best if you went hope this weekend just so we can get little Sophia settled. Is that okay?” I looked over at Michelle, who was struggling to get her settled.
“Yeah that's fine, my mom wanted me to go home early tomorrow anyways. Next weekend?” I asked, I tried not to sound too cheeky but I wanted to stay again.
“Of course you can come next weekend sweetie!” Michelle called from the living room. I ran upstairs, grabbed my bag then ran back down. I kissed Michelle and Sophia goodbye and walked to the car where my dad was waiting. He’d already got it started. I text my mom to tell her I was on my way. Jamie still hasn’t text again. Damn it! I shouldn’t have thought of him, now all these things popped into my head; how would I tell him? Would he stand by me?. I had a lot to think about if this was true.
The journey was surprisingly quick and my dad seemed in a rush so I didn’t keep him, I just said I’d call him later. I walked through the door and my mom called me through to the kitchen. I walked in and there was about 20 pregnancy test boxes, 3 huge bottles of different juice. Her face looked excited and nervous.
“Let’s get peeing!” I couldn’t help but laugh at her. 18 of the pregnancy test were the cheap Wal-Mart ones, the other 3 were proper expensive ones. We decided to do the cheap ones first. It had taken the full day to complete all of the test, not much was said between the two of us. By the end all of the test’s had a little pink plus sign on them, and the expensive test told me how far a long I was- 4 weeks and 3 days. None of the tests were negative. It was official, I had a bun in the oven. I had no idea what I was going to do, right now I wanted to curl up in a ball and die.
My mom still said nothing, she just stared at each test over and over again. I was about to say something when she quickly grabbed the phone.
“Hello I would like to make an appointment.” My heart began to pound, was she booking me in for an abortion? “I’d like to book an appointment for my daughter. Yeah, her date of birth is 5th of April 1995. She is a month we think. You can fit us in tomorrow? Perfect, thank you!” I wanted to scream at her. How dare she decide what I was going to do with this. I was just about to give her a piece of my mind, before I could say anything she sat next to me and grabbed my hand. “I just booked you in for your first scan; they never usually get people in that quick, but they had a cancellation. Now I know you might not want to keep this baby but I am here for you no matter what.” She cried as she said this. I felt so bad.
“ I’m going to keep it.” The words just escaped my mouth. I did want to keep the baby.
“What are you going to tell Jamie?” My mom didn’t object to my decision, she didn’t even question it.
“I’m not, I think I’ll wait till he’s back from New York. Can you not tell Mia either?” I had no idea what I was going to do. What I did know was that I was all peed out and needed yet more sleep. Surprisingly, my thoughts didn’t keep me up, they sent me straight to sleep; All today’s events had been too much and I had thought about everything too much, it made my brain hurt. My sleep had given me an idea of what I was going to do about Jamie. Just had to decide whether it would work.
My mom woke me at 9 am Sunday morning, her face looked how I felt. Her eyes were red raw, her skin was so pale if it wasn't for her dark eyebrows and hair she would have blended into the wall. She said nothing during breakfast, just gave me a banana and a vitamin tablet. I never got chance to ask her about her date with John. I’d save that one for the car. When I’d finished my banana I went to get dress. I tried and made myself look older, but I kinda guessed the ultra sound technician may already know my age. I grabbed my skinny jeans, my pale blue converse and my baggy red baseball t-shirt. Not exactly matching, but I wasn't expecting to bump into anyone. I threw my hair up into messy ponytail. Just as I was finishing off my makeup my mom came into my room and sat on my bed.
“Are you sure you want this Gracie? I mean, you won’t have to go through the struggles me and your father went through cause I will support you financially and emotionally. I’ll be there for you baby. But You gotta know, it’s hard. You thought looking after that electronic baby was hard, this is ten times worse. My dad didn’t support me, my mom had to sneak to see me but I know your dad will be there for you. I promise, I'm not going anywhere.” My mom never looked away from me once, her green eyes were locked on mine. I knew she meant every word, she’s never broke a promise to me.
“I’m sure, I thought about it last night. I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of it, it’s a life. I’m sure I’ll do my best. I know you’ll stay by me, after everything I’ve done, any other mom would have ran a mile. I love you mom.” I didn’t realise I was crying until she came over and wiped my tears.
“I love you too baby. I will always be here. Now c’mon, lets got se this little zygote. Wait, or is it a foetus now? I don’t know!” She walked out my room laughing. Well at least she’s not angry! We made our way to my mom’s car; a red Vauxhall Astra. We weren’t that rich, but we weren’t poor either. My mom had a good job and was second from top in the corporate industry. Now was the time to bring up the date.
“So, how was the date?” I asked my mom with a teasing tone to my voice, it always made her embarrassed. A smile instantly spread across her face.
“It was great! He’s amazing. He’s coming over for dinner tonight. Good thing this is in the morning huh?” She was focusing on the road. I don’t think this situation is bothering her that much, I think it’s the whole idea that she’s going to be a grandma at 32. There wasn't much left to say, the journey continued in silence right up until the waiting room of the hospital.
The lady at the reception looked me and my mom up and down, like she was something special. The waiting area wasn't as full as I’d imagined. There was two heavily pregnant women and a girl that looked around the same age as me trying to calm this tiny baby down. That’ll be you soon. The evil voice at the back of my head always did this to me! Always had to but a downer on things. My name was finally called, a big woman came to get me. She was kinda scary so I let my mom lead the way. It wasn't until we got into the room I realised she wasn't scary, the smile that spread across her face was so warming.
“So Gracie! Where going to ask a few questions then were going to look at your baby okay?” I nodded to show I understood and was happy with everything. “ So when was your last menstrual period?”
Wow, I could tell this was going to be one embarrassing day. “Um I think it was the 6th of September” I could feel my face getting redder and redder. This stuff always bothered me I don’t know why, I would always avoid conversations like this.
“Okay, so that would mean you are a month and a few weeks.” She walked over to a chart on the and run her finger along it making little humming noise. “ That means, if your pregnancy is healthy and carried out full term, you are due on the 13th of June. Next year obviously!” She let out a laughter, my mom and I forced one out too.
“Okay then, let’s take a look and listen to you baby!” Her enthusiasm creeped me out but she was harmless. I laid down on the bed and lifted my t-shirt. She tucked a paper towel under the lining of my jeans and squirted cold, green goo on my belly. “Right, well there’s your baby!” She turned the screen towards me, and then I saw it. My baby.
“Oh wow that's so amazing. Could I have one? I mean a picture?” It was so amazing to see it, its little heart beating. It was a real human being, it might not have looked like one right now but it will. I made that tiny thing. Wow.
“Yes of course sweetie! You get a couple free anyways!” She was jabbing at a few buttons, then left the room and came back with 2 photos. “Okay so we shall arrange