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.


11. Dizzy Head

I woke up the next day with a dizzy head in my own bed. Taylor wasn't there and I felt relieved.


I looked on my nightstand at the alarm clock- it was noon. I peeled the duvet back and put my feet over the edge as I sat up.


How did I get here? I used to be so happy and in love with the world and my life- where did I go wrong? Was it all my fault? I didn't know anymore- neither did Taylor. It was like we couldn't stand each other anymore, but we wanted to be equally involved in raising our child. How was I supposed to know that I'd end up pregnant in high school or that I'd end up all alone in a world full of hatred and pain?


I eased my way over to my dresser and looked in the big mirror at my reflection. My room was everything that I'd wanted when I was fourteen, and still was. It had become my home inside of this house. I didn't like the den or kitchen, I liked my room. My room was the only room worth something to me inside of our house.


When I looked in the mirror, I saw a broken heart rather than the beautiful girl I used to be. My makeup was smeared and spotty, my hair in tangles around my slender face. I used to be thin, but now I had another person growing inside of me.


I pick up my phone and dial the only person's number that I even want to talk to; my childhood best friend, Miles. We used to be so close and happy all the time, but we've drifted apart since he moved a few towns over.


" Hello? Tara?" his gruff voice asks from the other side.


" Hey, Miles. I was just wondering if you maybe wanted to meet up sometime and catch up. I mean, I haven't seen you in a couple of months and I'm starting to miss my best friend," I propose.


" Sure- how about I just pick you up later and you and I go out or something? How's four sound?" He asks. I loved how Miles could come up with a plan right on the spot- he was great at hide and seek.


" Yeah! That's, like, perfect. Thanks, Miles," I smile. He hangs up and I hold my phone to my chest.


" Tara?" my mother asks, knocking on my bedroom door.

" Come in," I respond.


" Hey, sweet pea. How are you feeling?" she asks, looking at  me with her light brown eyes.


" Great! I even made plans with Miles for about four. Is that okay?"


" Um, well, sure. But you and I and your grandmother are going to have to go shopping for the baby soon- do you understand?" she explains.


" Yeah," I sigh.


"Okay- have fun today," my mother says as she exits my bedroom.

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