It's Your Baby by Belén Domínguez (book recommendations for teens .TXT) 📕

“Where were you?” my brother asked, I sensed some anger in his voice, and I didn't like where this was going.

I walked towards the couch, sat down, and shrugged my shoulders. “Why do you want to know?”

He scoffed, arms crossed, a little glare plastered across his face. “Because I'm your brother, Gwen. I thought we already went through that. I am your older brother; my job in this world is knowing where you are and how can I protect you. You are indeed my little sister after all”

“I already told you that wherever I go, it's my business, not yours. And you know what? I am tired of arguing with you”

“We don't argue; we discuss”

“Really? Are you sure? Ever since the baby news, we've done nothing but to scream at each other, or-or you trying to babysit me—”

“I'm trying to protect you”

“I love you, but I don't need protection”

“Where. Were. You?” he asked each word deliberately slow. I let go a heavy sigh, and started debating with myself, thinking what excuse could I make.

Oh, you thought I would be honest and tell him about Finn?

Well. . .You got that wrong.

He would obviously kill me if he knew. But he would kill Finn first. I'm sure of that.

“Well?” he pushed, impatiently tapping his fingers in the wall, waiting for my response.

“I just went out—”

“With Dani? I just went out with her, you weren't there” he interrupted me.

“No, I just walked around, getting some fresh air” which was actually true. I just so happened to have found that pregnancy building, and so only then did I call Finn.

“Bullshit” was his only response. Now, that made me mad. Furious even. I stood up from the couch, my blood boiling in a way that I couldn't help but balling my fists.

“What does it matter for me to actually tell you where I was if you aren't going to believe it!? Why do I even bother to tell you, huh? If you are just going to jump in to conclusions”

“I didn't jump into conclusions; I'm assuming that you're lying. I can see it in your face”

“That's the thing, you always assume, you never trust me”

“You were with Finn, weren't you?”

I raised my hands up in surrender, and shook my head. Yes, I was technically saying the truth, Finn appeared after everything. It wasn't planned for us to meet up.

“This, is unbelievable. You are unbelievable” I started walking up the stairs, walking to my room.

“Gwen, come back here! We aren't done talking”

“We finished with this conversation ages ago! You are the one who keeps going and I am so done!” I screamed and smashed my door so hard I believe even the neighbors heard it.

What is happening to us!?

We never, ever, argued like this before. It's so uncommon for us to s team like this.

Why, why, why?

All I wanted was some support, not an interrogation every day I cross through the front door. What's next, tie me to a chair and torture me until I speak. I mean, it's sweet that he cares for me, but everything has a limit, and he crossed it a long time ago. I am tired, with all of this. Every time I think it's going to be a good day, it always ends up with screaming, crying, everything. I'm crying by now, hugging my pillow as the tears rolled down my face. I caressed my stomach once in a while.

“It's not your fault” I reassured to my growing bump. “It's mine for allowing this to happen”

I haven't spoken to Alec for weeks. We would bump with each other in the hallway, but none of us would say anything. It was unbeatable to be like this with my brother. I hate it. . .

Lately, I've been hating a lot of things. And the feeling of not knowing what the hell I'm supposed to do is awful. I did the same with Finn; every time he texted me it tried to call me, I would ignore it. Is enough that I'm pregnant. I can't deal with all this.

I'm supposed to be like the other teenagers. Waking up, going to school, hanging with friends, then go to bed, the next day doing everything all over again.

Now, is different, so much different.

I wake up, puke, I have food cravings every time, mood swings, more puke, and constant arguing a with the ones I love.

“Are you okay?” Dani asked as she walked up to me. I've been staring at my locker for at least fifteen minutes. I blinked repeatedly and then looked at her, concern plastered across her face.

“Y-yeah, I'm totally fine!” I said, forcing a smile.

“Are you sure? You look like you want to cry”

Which was true. I've been so emotional lately, and more now after arguing with my brother. I don't care if it was weeks ago, he's my older brother and having a screaming match with him doesn't lighten my day. I closed my locker door, and pressed my books tightly against my chest. I let go a heavy sigh and stared at my worried best friend.

“Dani, everything is fine”

“Lately, is hard to believe that you are actually fine, you know? Alec is so worried about, honestly, so am I”

“Now you're talking about me with your boyfriend” I didn't intend for it to come out the way it did.

“Is just that he was worried of what to do to help you go through this, that's all”

I shook my head, “I-I love that he's trying to support me, I love that he's trying to accomplish his job as an older brother. But as I said to him—which you can totally tell him the next time you both meet up—there is a limit. And interrogating me every single day, is crossing it”

"G, I just—”

“Look, let's just go to class, okay? I am so tired and I have a test of History at third period. Can we just go?”

She nodded, with no more words said. It was hard talking to her during the entire school day. We just exchanged some yes's and no's, that was pretty much it.

I got an A+ in my test by the way, at least something went well during this very dreadful day.

• • •

I walked out to the school's parking lot, Dani told me to wait for her in her car, since she needed to ask something to a teacher. I hummed my favorite song and walked peacefully to her red SUV.

“Gwen?” I heard someone from behind me.

I turned around slowly, and sure enough, Finn was standing there.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked.

“I was—I was worried that you weren't picking up. I thought something was wrong"

"No, nothing's wrong. I just needed some space, that's all"

I haven't noticed how much I missed him during these weeks. God, he looked so hot with his messy long brown locks, his white shirt and blue jeans. His penetrating eyes were brighter than ever.

“But now that you're here, I can do this” I said and walked towards him. When we were mere inches from each other. I grabbed his face with both of my hands, and tenderly kissed him on the lips.

When we pulled away, he had a happy smile on his face, he rested his forehead against mine and kissed the tip of my nose.

“What the fuck Gwen!”

You have go to be kidding me!

I tilted my head sideways and saw a very pissed off Alec standing there, ready to kill someone very soon.

“Alec, I—”

“Save it, I thought mom was pretty clear when she said not to hang out with this—with this asshole. And then again, I was right all along, you were seeing him. Not only seeing him, but making out with him too. How could you, Gwen? How?”

“Dude, wait, she didn't—”

“Shut up, or I will kick your ass, you are truly asking for it, Harries. And it won't take long. Punching a fag like you won't take me long or my energy”

“Alec! Stop, don't you get it?”

“What is to get, huh? That you lied, that you've been defending this jerk all this time? Because you made that clear to all of us”

“I don't want to fight anymore, okay? Ever since this baby, we've been in a constant screaming match day and night, day and night. I can't stop seeing him, not only because he makes me happy, but also because he's indeed the father of this baby. And that will never change, you have to accept it once and for all. You are my brother, and I hate when we fight. I was expecting your support in all this, and you promised you would help me”

“What do you think I've been trying to do all this time?”

“You think that the way you're acting, actually helps me, but it doesn't”

He let go a heavy sigh. “Gwen, I'm sorry, I really am. But, I can't help to think that my little sister is pregnant, at seventeen. It kills me to think that I can't do anything to stop it. You will go into the delivery room and have a baby. I feel so useless, and-and in so much pain, that I can't help but reacting like this. I didn't mean to hurt you”

“I love you” I said and rush towards him. I hugged tightly and so did he.

“This doesn't me I like you” he said once we pulled away. Nash raised his hands up in surrender and then casually put his hands inside his jean pockets. I rolled my eyes playfully and nudged at his shoulder.

“Why do I still hate the idea of you two hanging out?” he whined, which made me giggle.

“Perhaps because you still want to use his face as a punching bag?”

“So true” he said and kissed the top of my head. “Our parents will be pissed” he reminded me.

“I know, but I will tell them”

“Gwen, he's an asshole”

“But he does make me happy” I smiled. He let go a heavy sigh, and nodded.

“What are your intentions with my obviously pregnant sister?” he asked Finn. I punched his shoulder a little too hard.

“Hey!”

“I have to ask, sis, I need to know”

Finn's P.O.V

My intentions? My intentions? Before getting to know her, my only intentions were banging her so hard to prove the others that I could get a girl whenever I want to.

But now. . .

But now is different. So much different.

Not only do I want to take care of her and make her smile every day if possible, I think I'm starting to fall in love with her.

I don't want her to suffer, and I know if she ever finds out about what everyone is saying about this baby thing,