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*3 months later*

You could see it. My baby bump, I mean. You could see it. Just barely could you, but it still looks like I put on some weight, which could trick a few few people to the eye.

As I looked in the full length mirror at myself, I sighed. My mom barely talks to me, I don't even know what's going on in Tiana's life, and right now it feels like Michael and his family are the only ones that I can really rely on right now. Maybe it's because I live in their house.

Am I a burden?

This whole pregnancy thing has got me going crazy. I can't stand the nausea and pain that comes with it. I tend to get major depression from it, and I have no clue as to why that is. I've also started craving some random shit.

Ugh.

Who knew it'd be this much work.

I walked across the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. I pulled out my phone and dialed my moms number, falling back onto the bed as I pressed the phone to my ear.

And in that moment, as I sat there waiting for the woman who, four months ago she would've picked up in a heartbeat, I knew wouldn't pick up right now. Hell, if I were my mom I wouldn't pick up either. She doesn't care about my decisions. She doesn't care about what I have to say.

She does not care.

That was a lie. What I said about if I were my mom I wouldn't care. That was me lying. I would've answered that phone at first ring because no matter what, I will support my child and help them through all of their tough times and make sure that they know I still love them. I will support them to the point where they will cry for me to leave them alone.

Damn, I already sound like a fucking parent.

When moms voicemail sounded from the other line, I huffed.

"Hi, you've reached Rose Smith. Sorry I couldn't reach your call. Please leave a message after the beep."

Beep.

"Hey, mom. I know I'm probably the last person you'd want to talk to right now . . ." I trailed off, my eyes scattering across the ceiling. "But I just - I really need you right now mom. I need your support. I want us to be best friends again. Hell, I want you to care again. I want my mom again," I sniffled. I pressed the end button just as Michael walked through the door.

"A man known for his puns was trapped in a dark closet and was told he could only come out if he made a pun of the situation. Immediately, he shouted 'oh, pun the door!'" Michael joked, bursting into hysterics as he laughed at his stupid joke.

I groaned, putting my head in my hands. Sitting up, I gave him a soft look. "How was the doctors appointment?"

Michael has been going to doctors appointments on a weekly basis. Sometimes, he goes once a week, sometimes twice. And on especially bad weeks, he goes three times. But that rarely ever happens.

"It was great!" He chirped, kissing my cheek before he sat down next to me. "They said I'm almost all cleared up."

You heard it right, folks. Michaels cancer is almost gone. I'll admit, my big fuss over it wasn't too . . . Big. But, sometimes you try to get over things for the people you lo . . . I mean, like. Every time he mentions it, a little spark of anger pops up but I've learned to ignore that.

"That's great, Michael. I'm really happy."

He sighed, giving me a sympathetic look. "Really? Cause you look anything but happy."

I gave him a look. That look that says, 'I don't know what's wrong with me'.

"It's your mom, isn't it?" I nodded, placing my head on his shoulder. "Just remember, you always have us, no matter what."

"Michael," I sighed, "I know that. I love you guys, you're like a second family to me. Heck," I laughed, "you literally are my second family. But right now I just want my mom back. I haven't seen April in almost four months!"

He rubbed my back soothingly, nodding in understanding. "We'll get through this. I promise."

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A/n: this is the second to last chapter. If you want me to write a sequel based on Michael nova and baby, comment 'family'. If you want me to write a sequel of baby's teenage life, comment 'high school baby'.

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