Babies Having Babies

" Mom, I'm pregnant." I still remember saying that like it was yesterday. I never imagined that I would become a slut in some people's eyes. I didn't want to be a statistic, but now I am.


4. Unbelievable

It's so hard to imagine myself with a baby in just three months. We already know the gender of the baby. I'm having a baby girl. I just don't want her to have to live with the shame of having a teen mom and not being around her father. I start to get up after hearing the final bell ring, but then someone stands directly in front of me, offering me a hand to stand.


I look up and my mouth drops. It's Taylor Hadwin, otherwise known as the father of my baby girl.


" Need some help?" he asks, his face hiding so much.


I take his hand and bite my lip. He picks up my books and my backpack, but hands me my purse.


We walk out to the schoolyard and he just looks me in the eyes.


" Tara, I know that that's my baby and I know that I seem like a real jerk for not speaking up until now, but I want to help out. I want to be a part of my child's life. And I know that you probably hate me and want to scream at me or cry or-"


" It is your baby. And I'm having a girl. Of course I want her to have a father, but are you really willing to actually help out? I mean, that means financially as well, Taylor," I explain.


" Yes. I want to be a part of her life and I don't care about what people say," he smiles.


I put my hand on my stomach and smile. It's a real, genuine, smile and it's the first time that I've really smiled since I found out that I was having a girl.


" Can I take you out tonight?" Taylor asks, his face lighting up.


" Well, I'd have to ask my mom and I can't guarantee she'll say yes," I say, trying to come up with an excuse.


His face loses all expression and I have a change of heart.


" But I'll ask," I smile.


" Thanks, Tara. Call me and tell me what she says," Taylor smiles, handing me my books gently. He kisses me on the cheek and I blush.


" Bye!" he waves as he jogs off towards his car.


My mom pulls up right after he's out of sight.


" Hi, sweetie. How was school?" she asks, her face in a true smile.


" Good, for once. Mom?" I ask.


" Yes, Tara?"


" The guy that got me pregnant walked me out today. He says that he wants to be a part of her life and he asked to take me out tonight," I explain.


" Oh, Tara... That's wonderful!" she cheers, surprising me.


I guess that's a yes.

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