It's complicated.

Sixteen year old Mckenzie Wright's life changes when she meets Brad. Brad is a regular jock that is all about the ladies,football, and partying. When she gets tangled up with "Bad Brad" will she make the right choices or will she screw up everything that lies ahead of her? Follow her through the best AND worst times.


17. Independent. Finally.

Today seemed like it would never come. I am excited to finally officially start my life with Brad. I showed him the items I ordered online and the bedspread. I'm relived he loved it. We started packing our clothes together. Brad moved into my house so we can be together. Brad came up from behind me and touched my stomach as he kisses my neck. "I love you." He whispered. "I know." I told him. I turned around and we kissed. My mom interrupted, "You might want to hurry. You have to meet the contractor at eleven. It's ten-thirty." Brad and I started rushing to pack. Finally after ten minutes of stressful packing we were ready. We hit the road to the destination. OUR new home. Our being Brad, the baby, as I. Right when Brad parked the car I ran out of the car. Brad followed right behind me, "Hello sir, I'm Brad and this is Mckenzie. We are here to sign the contract." This old man turned around. He had grey hair, also had a beard. He introduced himself, "Hello," he approached Brad and shook his hand, "I'm Frank. Frank Harris." Frank picked up the long, never-ending contract off the table. "I need you guys to read this. Then once you have come get me." He walked into the other room. Great we have to read this? "Let's just skim over it!" I whispered to Brad. I mean I am not reading that whole thing. We skimmed through it for thirty minutes. Then we called Frank over. "We're ready!" Brad got a pen ready then signed where it was needed. I followed where Brad's were and wrote my name above. "The apartment is all your now. Enjoy!" Frank said as he left. Once he left Brad and I high-fived. "Yes!" Brad said as he pulled me into a hug. We looked around. "Uh Brad... The furniture doesn't get in until Thursday. It's only Monday." I laughed. "Well then I guess we'll have to improvise. He went into our bedroom and pulled the mattress into the living room. Then since the electricity won't come off until tomorrow, Brad lite candles. Even though it was early we were both pretty tired, but who could sleep once you got a new house? "Mckenzie," Brad whispered, "are you tired?" I rolled over and faced him. "Not at all." I laughed. "Good." He pulled me on top of him. "You know it's been awhile..." I told Brad. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me towards him. He kissed me repeatively. Starting to move down slowly. I let out a soft little moan. I'm the type of pregnant when your horny every once and awhile. I think Brad enjoys that. I unzipped his pants. Right when we started getting into it he asked, "Mckenzie," he said breathing heavily, "do you think we're hurting the baby?" I told him no. He was really killing the mood. We went at it for about fifteen minutes. After we were both short of breathe. Then we fell asleep in each others arms.
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