Chapter 4

Holy shit! That was what was running through my head as soon as we left the hospital with my test result.

Holy shit! That was what was running through my head as I thought of what my parents and grandparents were going to think of me. I can not have a child! I am barely an adult myself. My mind was not on what Joe was rambling about when we were in the car, I was very far away, my mind had already wandered away, well, that was before she tapped me.

"Maria, are you listening to me?"

"Sorry, what were you saying?" I had a confused look on my face.

"I said are you going to tell Jake about the child. He is obviously the owner of the child."

"I don't know." I shook my head as I felt tears at the rim if my eyes. "What are my parents going to say?!"

"I don't know," she shrugged, "they will have to accept you and your child anyways. And don't even think of aborting that baby." She gave me a firm look.

Even if she didn't tell me that, I was not planning on abortion, ever.

"What if I tell Jake and he doesn't accept the child?" I asked fear already gnawing at me.

"Then I will kick his ass." She shrugged as if it was no big deal.

"And then I will be the best aunt this child has ever been." She grinned making me smile a little.

"Thank you." I smiled sincerely at her, tears already at the rim of my eyes, threatening to fall.

"Don't go all soft on me now." She hit my arm slightly making both of us chuckle.

When we got home Joe offered to order some Chinese while I went inside my room to change my cloth. Today has been a long day with the most shocking news I've ever heard. I removed the top I was wearing and stood at the front of the full length mirror, in my black bra resting on my white wall. I sighed as I placed my hands on my stomach, there was a little baby growing inside of me, the thought alone made me grin and then my thoughts shifted to the reaction I was going to receive from my parents when I tell them making me burst into tears.

I spent about seven minutes crying and pacing around the room thinking of an excuse to not see them for nine months straight. But even if I eventually find a reasonable excuse my mom will not buy it and she's going to come all the way from Paris to this place. I am so screwed.

I removed my jeans and then opened my closet and put on the grey Harvard sweater that has been sitting in my wardrobe since the time I have graduated. Yes, I went to Harvard. I tied my hair into a rough bun, made my way into the bathroom and rinsed my face with my face soap and water. I placed my hands in the both sides of the sink and sighed. I picked the small pink towel that was placed carelessly by probably Joe on the bathroom door and used it to wipe my face clean. I gave myself a fake smile and made my way back downstairs to my best friend before she brings her ass up here herslef to find me mopping around.

When I got downstairs, Joe was already sitted at the front of the T.V watching Lucifer season three.

"Do not tell me you started before me?" 

"What? You were taking too long upstairs." She defended herslef.

I rolled my eyes as I took my seat beside her on the floor and then picked a pack of Chinese food. "Thank you." I said referring to the food.

"So, what has happened?" 

She filled me in on what I have missed since she started. "Okay, got it." I took the remote and we both resumed watching the movie.

"If you have something to say to me, just say it and stop staring at me." 

She cleared her throat, "if you need help with telling Jake, I can help you." She offered.

I do not need his help, "I am fine. He doesn't need to know." 

"What if he eventually finds out about the kid?"

"Then let that time come." I shrugged still paying attention to the movie.

"Are you sure you do not need his help?" She asked me again.

"I am super duper sure that I do not need Jake's help." I replied 

"You got to admit, you have a hot baby daddy." She wiggled her eyebrows at me.

I frowned my face at her, "he is not my baby daddy." And then continued the movie.

"Well, technically he is." 

I gave her a bored look, "you're not going to admit it now, but he is."

"Please promise me you won't tell him what is going on." I faced her.

"I can't promise you that. Why won't you need his help. You're only twenty three."

 

"I would tell him when I think he needs to know."

"And, when is that please?" She arched her perfectly shaped eyebrow at me.

I shrugged putting more food in my mouth, "I don't know. So just promise me you won't."

"Okay, but no promises." 

"Thank you." I nodded giving her a small smile as we both continued the movie in peace, well until Joe dozed off and I had to wake her sleepy ass so she would not wake up with a back ache the next morning.

I decided that I was going to call my parents and tell them tomorrow the earlier the better, in which they would tell my cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents. And then the whole house would be on my neck about the pregnancy and they will obviously want to know who the  father is, I am so screwed. 

"Okay babe, see you later." Joe pulled me into a tight hug before she made her way out of the house to work the next morning.

"Bye." I replied but she was already out of the door, so she couldn't hear me. 

I decided to bake a cake, chocolate cake to be exact since I did not have anything to do. And, I have not called my parents, I have been chickening out of it anytime I want to. Am I the only one who doesn't eat any other cake apart from chocolate?

I baked about two chocolate cake and fruit punch then kept them inside out refrigerator. I made my way up the stairs into my room and then carried my laptop from my dressing table to the bed in order to at least write something.