I woke up still crying. I felt so cold. So alone. I'm so stupid, I probably seem really selfish. I miss Luke! I need him now more than ever! I feel terrible for acting the way I did. I should be happy for him, his dreams have come true, I should respect that. I just manage to sit up before I hear a knock on the door. Luke! I shoot straight up and run down the stairs, I swing the door open and jump into the arms of the person standing there.
"Luke! I'm so happy you're here! I'm sorry for getting mad, I'm proud of you and-" I look up to see that it's not Luke I'm talking to. It's my mom. Shit! She didn't know about my pregnancy. "Mom? What are you doing back so early...?" I nervously giggle. She looks at me sternly and then notices my baby bump.
"I leave you for 4 months and you get yourself pregnant?! You're grounded miss! And I'm having words with whoever did this to you, who's the father Grace?" My mom yells. I just froze. She can't be back yet! Why didn't she tell me?
"Umm..." I mumble.
"Grace Ella Malyon! Who's the father?!" She screams. Tears escape my eyes yet again.
"L-Luke..." I cry. Her eyes shoot open and she pulls me into a hug.
"The babysitter..." She whispers. When she does that someone always ends up getting hurt. Oh shit....