Stuck Between Two Daddy's.

Hi. My name is Rylee. I'm not one of those pagent queens, or cheerleaders. I'm not popular, or cute and funny. I'm a loner. I drink, do drugs, have sex, do everything. My therapist says it's to cope with the death of my mother. Does she not know that my mum died when I was 2? I don't remember her. Anyway. I'm not here to tell you my sob story life about how I live with a single dad with 2 younger sisters because their mum left us out of the blue. Oops. Told too much. I forgot to mention one thing about me. I have a boyfriend. His name is Niall Horan. He's a part of the band One Direction. I'm sure you all have heard of them. I'm kind of pregnant. But not with his child. But of another member of the band's... I haven't told either one of them yet. Not sure when I should though. Or if I should even have this baby at all... Abortion sounds better everyday.


18. Unemployment


  I woke up at around 3 am with the worst cramps in the world. Then, I felt sick and ran to the washroom and vomitted. Great. My 'morning sicknesses' are going to be at 3 am. Niall must have felt the bed move because next thing I know, he's holding my hair back while I vomit my guts out. He said in between vomitting breaks, "I think you should quit working right now. I can support us." I nodded. Then, I vomitted.     Beautiful morning.     Around 4 am, I went back to bed after brushing my teeth. I left Jamie a text telling him that I quit. Yeah, not the most formal way to do things. But I'm not exactly the most formal person. So they'll live. I fell asleep right as my head hit the pillow and I didn't wake up til noon. I woke up and Niall was gone, but there was a note next to me on the pillow. Then, I remembered Dad, Maggie, and Lauranne when they left me the note. My stomach dropped and I reached for the note.     "Morning beauty. You looked so peaceful sleeping, I couldn't wake you up. I went to get some lunch for us. Be back soon. I love you. xx Niall."     I sigh slowly and lay back down. I grab my phone and see 3 new messages from Jamie, 1 from Maggie, 1 from Dad, and 1 from Louis. Aren't I Ms. Popular today.   Jamie:" y r u quitting???? xx" Jamie:" hello?? ? " Jamie: "oh wait ur preggo and if u wake up a bunch during the nite with mornin sickness u will be 2 tired 2 work. gotcha. txt me later. xx"  I text him back: "yup u were exactly rite. i was up from 3-4 last nite vomitting. i slept til noon. wont b able to work. ill  miss u all. love u. c u l8r. tell everyone bye. xx" Maggie: "hey sis, miss u. cant w8 to c u on friday. love u. xx" Dad: "hey babe, we all miss u. plz call 2 nite. love you sweetie. xx" Louis: "Niall said u quit. wanna keep el company & shop? plz? :) xx"     I ignore Maggie and Dad's texts. I text Louis back.    "id love to. but only if dani is with me. i love u. just not her. :) xx"     After sending the texts, I got out of bed and decided if I'm going to go shopping with Ms. Model, I'm going to need to look good. I decide on my strapless red shirt and my white hollister shorts. I always wanted a reason to wear my red Vans, so I'm wearing those and I'm carrying my red Coach bag Niall gave me for Christmas last year.   Outfit:     Once I was done getting dressed, Louis had texted me back saying Danielle was busy, so now I'm all alone with Eleanor... Joy. Niall is home now, so I go downstairs and eat my lunch.      Niall says right as he sees me, "Damn babe. Where are you going? You look hot."     I laugh and say, "Going shopping with Eleanor." I show him a sarcastic thumbs up.     "That explains it." he laughs and watches me walk out of the house. I sit on the porch swing and wait for Eleanor to get here. Once she pulls in, I get into her car. Of course she's wearing a gorgeous sundress, amazing shoes and a gorgeous beanie.  Outfit:     I'm like the burnt piece of toast next to the perfectly buttered piece. Gahh. I text Niall.   "& she looks gorgeous :/" "no ones more gorgeous thn u babe. head up. love you. try to have fun. xx" "love you too. i'll try. just for you. <3 xx"     Eleanor and I just have casual small talk. Then she says, "Well are you giving the baby up for adoption? You certainly cannot take care of a baby with your family circumstances." I just look at her and roll my eyes.     "You know, just because I'm not a model doesn't mean I can't take care of a child." I spit back at her.     "That's not what I meant. I mean, you used to have trouble with drugs and alcohol. You're engaged at 17 and living with your fiance because everybody else left you to fend for yourself. You're not going to be a good mother." she says back at me, very calmly. Big. Mistake.     "Pull over." I say harshly.     "Excuse me?" she says, confused.     "I said, pull the fuck over. Now. Before I punch you square in your face."     "Oh, you want to die just like your mother did?" She finally pulls over and I get out of the car. Thank God we're only 5 minutes into the drive.     I flip her off as she starts driving away and I begin to walk back to the house. A car pulls over by me and I look over.     "Rylee?" they say.     "Yeah?" I try to look in the windows but they're too tinted to see through.     They finally get out of the car and I swear my heart stopped.
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