Confuzion, Dana Broppy [best books to read .TXT] 📗

him back.


“Twins?” he asked, his voice was high pitched because he was shocked. I smiled and chuckled. “That’s a lot of poopy diapers.” He joked. I knew he was glad I called. I could tell by his voice.
“I want to see you.” I said. Hoping he wanted to see me, too.
“So, come over.” He said nonchalantly. I laughed and hung up. I was going to see him and I was excited about it.
I got ready, and put my biggest t shirt on, but you could still see my huge stomach. I wanted Micah to come. But I didn’t think he was going to. I begged for a couple hours and he finally agreed. I was so glad. They needed to make up. I didn’t want them to fight over me. When we got to my house, I walked in without knocking. The smell was so familiar and I missed it. “JESSE!” I screamed. I was going to bear hug him. I saw a blue shirt and I went to go bear hug him, when I realized it was my dad. I stood there shocked. I thought Jesse would tell me if they were here. I was hurt. My father stared me up and down and shook his head disappointedly.
“We are only going to be home for 3 days and we are going back out for a couple months. You want to tell me how you ended up knocked up while we were gone?” My father thought I was being irresponsible. That’s why I wanted to tell everyone about that night. But I couldn’t.
“Umm, I guess, I screwed up Dad. “ He shook his head. Saying I guess so with his eyes.
“You’re lucky we have money, to help you raise the baby.” I heard my mom say from the corner of the room.
“Babies.” I corrected her.
My parents gathered up their stuff and left earlier than they planned. Jesse explained that they showed up at last minute and he didn’t have any part in that. I believed him. He said I could move back in, and that he regretted blowing up on me. I could see it in his eyes that he was sorry. I wish he knew the truth, but I couldn’t tell anyone besides Micah. I knew Micah was sad I was going to move back in, but I missed my bed, and my brother. And I knew Micah understood that. He and Jesse made up. And Jesse offered Micah a bed in our house. Jesse said in a different room, though. Not my bed. What was he scared of? I was going to get pregnant? Oops. Too late. Micah took him up on his offer, and I realized I had the two people I loved most in the same house as me, one in the same bed as me. (I don’t care what Jesse says, Micah is sleeping in my bed.) For once, my life was really good. And I realized, life isn’t so rough, and I couldn’t wait to have my babies. My little boy and little girl.

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Publication Date: 08-01-2012

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