Summer Rain by Taylor Broadway (microsoft ebook reader txt) 📕

me not to speak to soon. Although I never said it out loud, being with Aiden was a fairytale. Of course fairy tales aren't real because reality sets in. Here's my reality, I'm pregnant, my parents are pissed and I have no idea where my boyfriend/baby daddy is.

Again, I'm pregnant. How I'm going to wrap that around my mind, I just don't know! It's ridiculous; the impossible is now definitely possible. It's happened to me, it's all happening to me. Suddenly, the emotions I've tried to avoid since the day dad told me we were moving is deciding to come out!

I had a great life in New York. It was beyond great, it was routine and simple, and life was so easy. I move down here and things changed. I know all of 3 people my age, I've only been to about four places and I'm pregnant. I thought I met the perfect boy, but of course that's just some BS! I miss the summer breeze, I'm tired of heat. I'm tired of small town, I miss cabs! I miss it all, I can't take it!

Everything I thought I could just dump and try to "start over", it was a lie. A lie I'd been telling myself from the very start. When I thought I was over exaggerating with the tears when dad said we were moving, I wasn't. I had the right reaction, but I doubted it! Now here I am, I thought I fell in love, but no. I thought my life was pretty good, but definitely not! The tiny broken pieces I thought Aiden had super glued together all fell apart. And he wasn't there to pick up the pieces!

I'm left, looking like a hoe, pregnant with no baby daddy. I might as well sign up for '16 and Pregnant' now; at least I can get paid for that! Or call the town paper; they'll want to know that finally some big news happened in their rinky-dink little town! I could get on Face Book and tell the world. Oh wait, I can't, some stupid boy left his boxers and ruined that!


"Miss Aubri," the nurse stopped my mental rant, "due to your situation, we're going to keep you an extra two days here."

"Okay," I tried to smile and nod.

I bet she's never seen a pregnant teenager, well maybe on TV. I'm probably nothing but a whore to her, and the doctor and anybody from BFE that knows about this. She called it "my situation"; did she think she was being discrete? She wasn’t being discrete at all! She had practically just called me out right then. My emotions are running so high right now! I want to get up and punch her in the face for what she just said!

“Well I guess that means we’ll be leaving,” my dad murmured to my mom.

What, did he think just because I was pregnant that I can’t hear? Everyone in the hospital probably heard him. And they probably heard the nurse too! They probably all know that there’s some knocked up 17 year old in their hospital. Some irresponsible hoe lying around being an attention whore is in their hospital! I wasn’t feeling very well any more. My mental rant was starting to give me a headache.

All the hollering going on in my head is starting to hurt my head. I also feel dizzy and sick. I don’t know if you get that with pregnancy. Maybe I should ask that oh so lovely nurse, not! But I really don’t feel good. I think I’m going to be sick!

I rose up from the bed. Both my parents stared as I quick stepped to the bathroom. Again, like this morning I was throwing up. This time it was different. I actually felt like I was sick. And when I was done, I didn’t feel better. I felt worse. My tummy was hurting! Also, the emotional rollercoaster I was on, wasn’t helping. I don’t know how to describe what I’m feeling! All I know is, it sucks! It sucks really, really bad!

Mary was in the bathroom with me like earlier. My mom and dad were still sitting in the room like nothing was going on. Way to pay attention to your child mom and dad. Way to show the love, right? I feel like crap, and to make it worse, someone is coming in the room. Let’s hope it’s not that nurse. She’d been out of the room for all of seven minutes and she’d come back to torture me.

“Where is she,” Aiden crept into the room.

“We need to talk,” my dad said in a threatening voice.

“Sure, about,” Aiden didn’t know yet.

So he didn’t learn about the baby and bail! That makes me feel better. Really, it made my stomach feel a little less, sick. Now I hope my dad doesn’t kill Aiden out in the hallway. I was feeling sick again.

“Should we get a nurse,” Mary spoke over my gagging noises.

I’d never felt as gross and disgusted with myself as I did. Here I am, lying on a hospital bathroom floor, throwing up in front of everyone, and I’m pregnant. The whole pregnant part is so hard to get over. I’ve known for a short time but seems like I’ve known for forever and just can’t get over it. My feelings are just come up and out of me. I can feel tears stream down my face as I lunge forward again. Mary frantically wipes my tears away as she holds my hair back. I’m one big mess right now.

I can’t see anything around me, but the pale white floor. I can feel sweat dripping down the side of my face and tears rolling down my cheeks. I keep lunging towards the toilet, it feels like I’ve been doing this for hours now. Mary has a tight hold of my hair and she whispers silly words into my ear like she used to do when I was little. It wasn’t helping at all though, like it used to! I didn’t know what was wrong with me and if I should be doing this, it didn’t seem right for me to all the sudden be puking my guts up!

“Call a nurse,” Mary shouted towards my mom.

I heard my mother’s feet shuffle out of the room. No one else moved. I assumed my dad and Aiden were still in the room. I could feel the tension in the room. Or maybe that was the nausea, I can’t tell the difference right now. I heard multiple feet shuffle into the room now. Mary let my hair fall over my shoulders again and two hands grasped my shoulders.Someone pulled me to the bed, which hurt because the speed they pulled me at, my IV couldn’t match.

I could hear Mary and my mother nervously crying and Lilly was just plain screaming. I felt the urge to puke again, but the sets of hands which belonged to the two male doctors, were holding me in place. It was irritating me, but I didn’t speak. If I opened my mouth now, I’d blow chucks straight back to New York! I tried to lay there calmly, resisting the urge to purge, and I started to feel much better.

“She is just a little stressed, so that’s why she was vomiting so violently, try to keep her calm,” one of the men said as both sets of hands eased off me.

Both doctors walked out as if nothing were wrong, or nothing just happened. That’s the only reaction I’ve liked since I’ve been here. They seemed calm and cool. Which obviously I should be right now. Aiden’s here now, he didn’t bail. That’s what was really stressing me out. Of course Aiden has to deal with my dad now. I might be the pregnant one, but I feel bad for Aiden.

I guess while my over exaggerated sickness was happening, my dad pulled Aiden out of the room to talk. I could see them outside the hospital room window. It didn’t look like my dad was upset with Aiden though. My dad looked calm, I could tell he was speaking gently because Aiden didn’t flinch back from the words my dad was saying. From the gestures my dad was making it looked like two men having a civilized conversation. Definitely not what I had pictured of their talk.

I figured my dad would be screaming at Aiden about corrupting his daughter. Yelling about how he screwed my life up with a baby. I thought my dad would holler about child support and how Aiden has no option of leaving this baby and me. But it didn’t look like my dad was doing that. They looked to be having a very interesting conversation. I wanted to hear what was going on outside that window, rather than the heavy footsteps of Mary’s pacing.

Mary looked angry, and disappointed. I hope she wasn’t too disappointed in me. I know she thought of me as a daughter and this has to be upsetting to her, me pregnant. It was definitely disappointing to my mother. She looked so confused, like she didn’t know what was happening around her. I know that feeling; I felt that just like 15 minutes ago. When the word pregnant left the doctor’s mouth I felt completely helpless and confused. When Aiden wasn’t at the hospital, I felt lost and confused. So I know how she was feeling.

I wasn’t as confused now, or angry, or disappointed. I was, numb. I was watching my dad talk to my baby daddy, my “nanny”/house keeper pace the floor angrier with my than my mother who looked like she just saw a ghost. And I don’t really know what Lilly was doing, she just sat in the chair looking at the floor. It was like I was watching my life from the outside looking in. I was just numb, watching everyone else feel. It’s nice to just do that every now and then, just watch.

Life has been so hectic these past few months. Dad expected all of us to move down here with ease, and really we did. But the move was probably the easiest part. Me adjusting was the hardest. I fell for the jock guy in a small town. Then I fell for the sensitive guy, in the small town. It seems to me that everything people write about in stories aren’t that far from reality. Which makes life hard, decisions, arguments, love, it’s all so hard! But that’s what it’s supposed to be like, right?

I mean asking someone if their life is easy, you’ll get a simple response. Even from people who are rich, there are always troubles. I didn’t know that before, I never had troubles in New York. Everything seemed kind of perfect to me, kind easy. Nothing bad ever happened, no horrible surprises, no life changers. But I move down here, and it all piles up, everything I’d been lucky enough to dodge for the past 17 years of my life, it all piled on top of me in a short three months. Now I have to own up to my fate, if that even makes sense.

“Mary,” my dad walked into the room.

His voice was gentle, less scarier than usual. Aiden stood outside the window still, he didn’t turn and look at me.

“Mary please take