After a long, painful day I finally return home and put my bag and car keys on the table. My Mom's watching her favorite TV show, The Bachelor and I sit down next to her. After a long pause, she turns around and says, "Finally someone's back home," and hugs me. I feel like I don't deserve it, that she deserves a better daughter than me after all the things she has done for me, and I repay her with this. A baby at age 18... I give her the biggest hug and start balling my eyes out. "What's the matter hunnie," she asks me while patting my back. "Please don't tell Dad, but," I reply.
"Mom... I'm pregnant."
... LONG PAUSE...
"Sweetie I... Don't worry about what I have to say. Atleast I'll be getting a grand baby sooner. Who's the daddy? It's Cameron, right?"
"I'm not sure yet."
"I... I hooked up with Taylor twice without using a condom because we never really knew if he and I were going to get together. What if he's the dad? I just can't hurt Cameron like that."
"Sweetie, in life, some things come unexpected. Or as we call it, "soon". You should not have banged Taylor and that was on both of you guys. Breannah, I'm really sad about what you chose to do, and sadly I couldn't have stopped that. Weren't you already okay with Cameron?"
"I don't know. Lately he's been working to get enough money for our future."
Mom shakes her head.
"And after all his hard work, you put your needs above of his and decided to hook up with a boy you haven't seen in years. Breannah... If this "Taylor" guy is the dad, I can't help you with that, it'll be your own battle. I'll schedule an appointment with Dr. Lennox right now."
I was fuming. The way my own mother blamed this all on me. I know it's my fault but I hate it when I get the blame card. I leave the room and slam the door shut.
***THE NEXT DAY***
"BRE IT'S TIME TO GO SEE THE DOCTOR," yells my Mom from down stairs. I throw on bleached Hollister leggings, Converse, and an oversized hoodie. "You're going like that," questions Mom while scanning my outfit. I just lift my shoulders and head to her car.
"Okay, so, what's your plan if Taylor's the father," asks Mom while chewing gum and making a right turn.
"Well, I'm planning on telling Cameron as soon as possible."
"Good. Remember Bre, if you wait too long to tell him it'll be even harder for you baby."
"I know, I know."
We arrive at the Doctor's office and Dr. Lennox comes into the room with a clip board and says, "So Breannah, you want to know who's the baby daddy, right?" "Yes I do, haha," I reply.
"I'm going to need you to urinate in this until the line mark. I'll be able to get the results to you in 20 minutes after you have peed and turned this into Nurse Samantha. She'll be in the next room."
I nod and head for the bathroom. I turn in the cup to the nurse and sit next to my Mom in the room, holding her hand tightly. "It'll get better baby," Mom tells me while I rest my head on her shoulder.
"Holly, Breannah, I have the results," says Dr. Lennox while coming into the room.