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As he spoke I began drifting off again.
“Honey, are you sure you want to do this?” asked my mom.
“No, but I have too.” I said getting out of the car.
We walked up to the house of the parents that were going to adopt my baby. We had gone to the adoption agency and they suggested these people, so we called them and set up a visit. My brother didn't come, so it was just me and my mom. I had to admit they had a pretty nice house and a big yard that the baby could play in when it's big enough.
My mom rang the doorbell and a woman with dark hair pulled into a bun and dressed in black pants and white shirt opened.
She smiled at us, “You must be Eleanor.”
“Ellie, actually.” I said returning the smile.
“Okay then, Ellie, and you must be her mom.” she said.
“Yes I am. And are you Samantha Nelson?” she asked.
“Call me Sam. Come on in.” she said letting us in.
We entered the big house and went into the living room. They did have a pretty nice house.
“Bob! Ellie and her mother are here!” she yelled, “Go ahead and have a seat my husband should be in here in a minute.”
A tall man with dark hair stood in the doorway.
“I'm Bob. It's very nice to meet you.” he said shaking both are hands.
We sat down and for a minute nobody said anything.
“So you are interested in adopting this baby, right?” I asked.
“Of course, if this is what you want to do.” said Sam.
“What about the father? We wouldn't want any trouble with that.” she said.
“We talked and he doesn't like it, but he knows what has to happen.”
“You're sure he's not going to be a problem?” asked Bob.
“No, not at all.” I said.
“I was thinking we'd have a closed adoption.” said Sam.
“If that's what you want to do then that's fine.” I said.
“Also we know how hard it is going to be for you, but we talked and we think that when it's born you should name it.” said Bob.
“I don't know about that.” I said. I was afraid if I named it I would get attached to it.
“You have a while to decide.” said Sam.
“Well, if that's everything then I think we should go.” said my mom who was silent up until this point.
“Well, alright, I guess we'll see you soon.” said Sam.
“Bye.” I said to both of them and we left.
When we got in the car my mom said, “They seem nice.”
“Yeah, they do.”
“So you want to do this?”
“Yes, they are a good people and I think they can make it happy.” I said.
“Alright then, let's go home.” she said and we drove off.
The next day I decided to make things better with Jenna. I wasn't gonna let some stupid fight get in the way of our friendship. I walked up to her at her locker at the end of the day.
“Hey. I'm sorry about what I said.”
“I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have said what I said.” she said.
“You were right I should have stopped him, but I didn't.” I said.
“Do you wanna hang out tonight?” she asked.
“I can't. I'm still grounded.” I said.
After I had told my mom I was pregnant she asked me when I ever have time to do that and I told her about the party. She ground me for three weeks. I still think I got off easy.
“I'm sorry you got grounded. I shouldn't have dragged you to the party.” she said.
“It was my choice. And it was my choice to go up to the bedroom with Jake.”
“I'm still going to help you through the pregnancy, even if I don't like the fact you're giving it up.”
“Thanks.” I said smiling at her.
“So are you going home with Sean?” she asked.
“No, I'm taking the bus.”
“You two still aren't talking?” she asked.
“No, he just won't talk to me.” I said sadly.
“He'll forgive you.”
“I know I made a mistake and I'm paying for it, but how long is he going to keep making me pay for it.” I said.
“Don't worry about Sean.”
“I'll see you later.” I said and walked out to the bus.
When I got home I inhaled the smell of onions and became sick. I ran to the bathroom and threw up.
“Honey, are you ok?” asked my mom standing outside the door.
“No. Is this part of being pregnant?” I asked her as I kneeled by the toilet.
“Yes. It's normal to get morning sickness at this stage of the pregnancy.” she said.
“This is awful.” I said.
“Don't worry it'll pass. When your done brush your teeth and come down for dinner.” she said and left.
Once I made sure I was done I brushed my teeth and went down to the kitchen. I helped my mom set the table. Dinner was ready by the time Sean got home. Once dinner was ready we ate in silence and when it was over, Sean and I cleaned up the table.
“It's your turn to do dishes.” said Sean.
“Okay.” I said and began working on them.
I starting getting this ache in my back it was so bad I needed to sit down.
“Are you ok?” asked Sean concerned. No matter how mad at me he was he still wanted to make sure I was ok.
“Yeah. Just back pain” I said.
“Go lie down. I'll do the dishes tonight.” he said.
“That's not fair, you did them last night.” I said.
“Go. I can do it.” he said firmly but kindly.
I did as he said and went upstairs and layed on my bed. I smiled. I knew Sean was on his way to forgiving me.