Mom and Ted living at our house. Mom had told me they’d try living in both homes before deciding which one to keep for themselves, so I hadn't been to Elijah’s home yet, but that just left me relieved, because I was in familiar surroundings.Of course, Mom realized I was pregnant and came up with the idea of leaving our house to Elijah and me while she moved in with Ted. I wasn’t sure what I felt about this plan.I woke up in my bed and raised my arms above my head as I stretched out my body. I moved to get out of bed and went to the bathroom for a quick shower. If it were just Mom and me, I’d be a lot more relaxed, but Ted was around. After the shower, I pulled on a pair of sweatpants, a t-shirt, and hoodie, then left my room. Before, I would have just woken up and gone down in the camisole and shorts I slept in.They were both in the kitchen, just like they had been every time I came down here. They stood side by side as they made breakfast, and I couldn’t help feeling nostalgic. Th
We stayed with our parents for a couple days, but we couldn’t wait around much longer. We both had exams to get back to, and Sophia needed to study for them, since all she did after getting home was get a lot of rest.I’d caught a bus, but Dad let me take his car back. The drive was about four hours to the school, and about six hours to my house. It was still a little hard to believe that Sophia and I had only lived six hours away from each other our whole lives. Though since our parents went to high school together, maybe it wasn’t so odd.“Nice of Ted to give us the car,” Sophia said.I glanced over at her. She sat beside me, with her arms folded over her chest, leaning back on the headrest as she looked outside. We’d talked over the past two days, and we were okay, but she was obviously still put out with me, and I’d have to earn her forgiveness. I was relieved, though, because if that was all I needed to do, then I could do it, no problem.“He’ll probably have someone come take it
I ended up in my dorm that night, and Dana sat with me on my bed. I was still feeling a little out of it from earlier. The whole thing still felt so surreal.In less than eight months I’d be giving birth to a baby. I was going to be a mother, and Elijah was going to be a father. Mom was remarried, and she and Ted would help us look after the baby while I finished college and when Elijah was busy with hockey.The thoughts were running through my mind, that this was my life now. It felt like it was someone else’s life, to be honest like I was just on the outside looking in. When Elijah asked for my opinion on everything… I had nothing to say.I told Dana everything because she was curious. We talked things out, and she explained her hand in what happened and apologized for it. I was annoyed, but in the end, what she did was the reason Elijah, and I ever got together, and I’d been so happy before the lies came out, but I couldn’t say I regretted it. I forgave her easily but wasn’t ready
I got out of practice, panting and sweating. After getting scolded by the coach, I joined the other guys in the locker room, and they cursed me out too for not playing well. I couldn’t tell them that there was no way I could be calm and collected after knowing I was going to be a father in my early twenties. In front of Sophia, I had to be put together because I wanted her to trust me, but I was nervous. “Get off the guy’s case,” Logan said defensively. “He’s been out for a few days, do you think he went off to get some beauty sleep or something?”I looked at him, arching an eyebrow, wondering why he was helping me. Usually, Logan would be the first one to complain when I didn’t pay enough attention to the field and messed up the team’s plays. He did laugh when he saw me getting shoved to the ground, which happened a little too many times.Still, the other backed off, and I was relieved. I had enough on my plate without adding them to the mix.I headed to the showers for a quick wash
I held my baby boy as I sat in the living room. The TV was on, but I was hardly paying attention to whatever was on. Mom and Dad had just left.It had been an adjustment, getting used to having a Dad, and being a mother, but I thought I was doing well. In the end, they had made the decision to stay in Elijah and his dad’s original home and left me and my mom’s home to Elijah and me, though they at least stayed with me through the pregnancy, then stayed with the baby over there while I went back to finish college. Then Elijah graduated, and he moved to stay with the baby in our home until I finished.We were all against using a nanny. Mom thought it would be a waste when she had so much free time, and the distance between us didn’t seem to bother her, or Dad, much.“You poor baby,” I murmured, rocking my son as he yawned and rubbed his eyes. “You’re the one that keeps getting moved around a lot, huh? But Mom and Dad need to work…”I didn’t have a stable job yet. I had taken internships
I watched the clock as the big hand hit the hour mark. It was a big clock, and I’d bought it because I couldn’t stand the quiet in my apartment, but now it was just annoying. I couldn’t help but be aware of the passage of time, even when I didn’t want to be.The ticking sound it made as the second hand moved grated on my ears, though there were times when I let the sound lull me to sleep because I wasn’t adapted to being alone at home, yet. I’d probably get rid of it eventually or dump it on whoever I could find since it did cost me money.It was seven p.m. on a Saturday night, and I was alone at home with nothing to do and no one to talk to. Instead, I was in my bedroom, staring at my clock as I urged time to go faster so I could finally go to sleep.When did this become my life?I thought back to the time when I was still a married woman. It felt like such a long time ago sometimes, but it had only been a few months. Since the divorce, none of my friends would talk to me. I hadn't r
I waited anxiously, staring at my phone, waiting for a reply. I’d held back long enough. Even though I got the number ages ago, this was my first time using it. I did want her to be the first to text me, but that didn’t matter so much, as long as she replied.Not long after I’d sent the message, I got one back, and my eyebrows shot up as I grinned.Finally, I was going to score with Sandra. She was a cheerleader I’d been dating for about four weeks. The one that no one could get up close and personal with. She’d said yes to me when I asked her out, and I’d played the part of a gentleman for the past month.It was about time we moved on from that.Since we pretty much knew the same people and hung around the same places since I was an athlete, we’d never texted before now. I’d heard a lot about her from mutual friends, so I wasn’t sure, but since she was going along with the line of my text, I had to think she wanted this as much as I did.I smirked to myself. Maybe soon, I could bring
“Does anyone have any questions?” I called to the room full of students.I was in the middle of a lecture. None of the students raised their hands at my question, and I paced around a bit. I twisted my wrist to check the time; I still had half an hour to go. I’d already covered most of what I wanted. I waited as some of the students were still jotting down the notes. When most of them were done, I moved in front of my computer.“Let’s move on to the next slide,” I said, looking at my computer screen on the teacher’s desk. I clicked to the appropriate slide. A few people were still furiously writing, but the slow ones would have to borrow notes from their friends.I could always make the slides free for the students, but some students would publish them and start selling them online. While they could do it anyway, as long as they worked for it and sold the notes they wrote down themselves, I wasn’t going to say anything. After I found out people were doing that, I stopped it.They were