Uploaded on Mar 10, 2010
THE NEXT DAY (SATURDAY)
I felt sick the entire morning and stayed in bed, unmoving until it went away around noon-ish. Shakira came in once and a while to check up on me, but I wouldnt talk to her. I was trying to figure out what I was going to tell my mom. I finally picked myself out of bed and showered and got dressed. "Mom?" I called from the bottom of the staircase. She walked out of the kitchen drying her hands with a towel. Her entire face was red. "What are you doing?" I asked as I walked over and sat on the sofa. She pulled a melted grimy piece of plastic out from under the towel and I felt the nausea come back. "This was stuck in the garbage disposal. Any idea what it is or how it got there?" I gulped and looked at my feet. "Mom Im pregnant." I whispered. She threw her dish towel onto the floor and started walking up the stairs, and I ran after her. "Mom, Im so sorry! I never meant for this to-." "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! HOW ARE YOU GOING TO TAKE CARE OF A BABY?! A BABY IS A REAL LIVE HUMAN BEING! IT-." "I CAN DO IT!" I shouted back. She whipped her head back to face me. "SHUT UP! SELENA YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU JUST GOT YOURSELF INTO. WE HAVE LIMITED FUNDS NOW WITH THE 80 HOUR LIMIT AT WORK!" "SHAKIRA CAN HELP ME!" "SHAKIRA HAS A DIFFERENT JOB EVERY WEEK, LAST WEEK SHE WAS A STRIPPER. NOW SHES A WAITRESS!" "WHY ARE YOU SO MAD? THIS IS HARDLY DIFFERENT FROM WHEN YOU HAD SHAKIRA!" Her face turned bright red and her voice hit a volume and a decibel I never knew she could hit. "WHEN I HAD YOUR SISTER IT WAS DIFFERENT! I WAS 19 AND IN A STRANGE COUNTRY FOR SCHOOL! I WAS IN SPAIN AND I FELL IN LOVE AND I GOT MARRIED! I WAS AN ADULT! YOU ARE A CHILD HAVING A CHILD!" We were screaming at each other from opposite sides of the top of the staircase. "I AM NOT A CHILD! I AM RESPOSIBLE!" "YOU WERENT RESPONCIBLE ENOUGH! YOU GOT PREGNANT AT 16! SIXTEEN!" I started crying. "I know Mom! Im sorry okay! I cant be perfect all the time. I get all As and I follow youre rules and I do everything I can to make your life easier and I did something for me, and now Im pregnant and Im sorry!" I ran to my room and sobbed. I could hear the front door slam and moms car start in the garage.
OUTSIDE MILEY'S HOUSE
I knocked on the door again. "Miley please, just talk to me! Im begging here! Miley, I always loved you! Demi means nothing to me! I need you, Miley! Just let me in! Let me into your life! Let me love you! Stop being so damn masochistic and let me in!" I banged on the door before giving up and going around to the back of the house. I climbed up the tree and opened the bedroom window from the outside. I sneakily walked downstairs to find Miley asleep on the couch with her iPod headphones in her ears. I tapped her shoulder and she jolted awake and slapped me. "Ow! What the hell is your problem?" I rubbed my cheek. She backed away from me and grabbed Clarissa up from her playpen. "Nick get out before I call the cops!" she took out her cell phone. "Come on Miley! This is crazy! Im sorry I kissed you but I had to!" "No! No you didnt! We had a good thing going, I let you spend time with Clair and we became friends. And then you waltz up and wreck everything. I had special walls set up to keep you out of my head. I love you Nick! It never went away!"
IT TOOK ME 5 TRIES TO FINNALLY UPLOAD THIS DAMN THING!!!
and im sick nd losing my voice but i'll try to keep posting.
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