Mike And I...More Than 2,000 Lightyears Away, chapter 25
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*Next Day*
*My POV*
I looked at my mom from upstairs. She wanted to keep me home one more day so she could take me to the doctor. I came all the way down the stairs. I'm going to tell her now before someone else does...
"Mom," I said.
She looked up from what she was doing.
"Yes?"
I sat down next to her.
"Um...I, uh...I know why I'm sick."
"Oh really? Why?" she laughed.
"Mom, please, don't laugh."
"Ok..."
"Mom, I'm, uh....I'm pregnant."
She stared at me.
"HOW DID YOU GET PREGNANT?!
"....Mike."
She got more upset.
"Mom, please..."
"KIA! YOU'VE HAD TO HAVE BEEN PREGNANT FOR-"
"Two months," I finished. "Yes. I'm aware."
She spoke softer.
"Kia, I don't want you to get rid of your baby, ok? It's wrong."
I nodded.
"We still have to go to the doctor's office to figure out your due date and all that. I want you to do one thing for me though."
"Sure mom, anything."
"Make sure you go to school as long as you can. Ok?"
"Mom, I know. I want to graduate. I didn't want something like this to happen."
*After The Appointment*
*Mike's POV*
I didn't know what to do about this baby situation. How was I going to take care of it? How would Kia and I raise it? It was too confusing. I told only my mom, Ollie, Billie, and my sister about this. I wanted to raise the baby with Kia and not away from her. She and the baby deserved a manly figure in the picture.
*My POV*
When we got home, I laid down, and here I am. The doctor told me that the baby was healthy and my due date was sometime in late April. I didn't want to call Mike just yet, I needed to think some things through. My mom walked in the room.
"Mom, I have a few ideas I guess you could call them about this baby situation."
"Ok, sweetheart. What are they?"
"Ok well, I need to go to school like everyone else, then I'll have the baby, and I can finish the year and graduate."
"Exactly what I was thinking," My mom said.
"Wait, I wasn't done. After I graduate, I want to go to California to be with Mike."
"Kia, you're too young to be on your own."
"Mom! I'm about to have a baby!"
"Ok, well I'm just saying, are you really sure you want to do that?"
"Of course I'm sure. This is Mike's baby too. He needs to be able to raise it as well. I want him to help me."
Mom kissed my forehead.
"You remind me of myself when I was your age, independent."
She smiled at me.
"I'm so proud of you. Not with the fact of what you did, but how you're handling it."
I couldn't be happier with myself either, my mom is right, I am independent. The thing is, I'm still scared as hell to have this baby.
*Mike's POV*
I looked at the phone in deep thought. She said she'd call me.... The phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hi."
"Hey babe, what did the doctor say?"
"He said the baby's healthy and that my due date is in late April."
"Ok. That's good that the baby's healthy, but when you have it, what are we going to do?"
"WE don't do anything. I am going to do everything. First off, I'm going tp finish the school year even after I have it, and then, I'm going to move to California with you."
"Kia, you want to live with me?"
"Mike, of course I do. I love you, and I want to be with you. Don't you want to be with me?"
"Kia, yes I do. I really do want to be with you and to help you raise our baby."
"That sounds strange to me, OUR baby."
"Why strange?"
"Well, do you really think I wanted to say that when I'm only 16?
Mike laughed.
"Yeah, I guess I didn't really want to say that I have a kid at 18."
Something hit me that I forgot I was going to have to face, a thing I like to call. "Make all the people at school think you're a pregnant slut..." Well, here I go, unfortunately....
*My POV*
I looked at my mom from upstairs. She wanted to keep me home one more day so she could take me to the doctor. I came all the way down the stairs. I'm going to tell her now before someone else does...
"Mom," I said.
She looked up from what she was doing.
"Yes?"
I sat down next to her.
"Um...I, uh...I know why I'm sick."
"Oh really? Why?" she laughed.
"Mom, please, don't laugh."
"Ok..."
"Mom, I'm, uh....I'm pregnant."
She stared at me.
"HOW DID YOU GET PREGNANT?!
"....Mike."
She got more upset.
"Mom, please..."
"KIA! YOU'VE HAD TO HAVE BEEN PREGNANT FOR-"
"Two months," I finished. "Yes. I'm aware."
She spoke softer.
"Kia, I don't want you to get rid of your baby, ok? It's wrong."
I nodded.
"We still have to go to the doctor's office to figure out your due date and all that. I want you to do one thing for me though."
"Sure mom, anything."
"Make sure you go to school as long as you can. Ok?"
"Mom, I know. I want to graduate. I didn't want something like this to happen."
*After The Appointment*
*Mike's POV*
I didn't know what to do about this baby situation. How was I going to take care of it? How would Kia and I raise it? It was too confusing. I told only my mom, Ollie, Billie, and my sister about this. I wanted to raise the baby with Kia and not away from her. She and the baby deserved a manly figure in the picture.
*My POV*
When we got home, I laid down, and here I am. The doctor told me that the baby was healthy and my due date was sometime in late April. I didn't want to call Mike just yet, I needed to think some things through. My mom walked in the room.
"Mom, I have a few ideas I guess you could call them about this baby situation."
"Ok, sweetheart. What are they?"
"Ok well, I need to go to school like everyone else, then I'll have the baby, and I can finish the year and graduate."
"Exactly what I was thinking," My mom said.
"Wait, I wasn't done. After I graduate, I want to go to California to be with Mike."
"Kia, you're too young to be on your own."
"Mom! I'm about to have a baby!"
"Ok, well I'm just saying, are you really sure you want to do that?"
"Of course I'm sure. This is Mike's baby too. He needs to be able to raise it as well. I want him to help me."
Mom kissed my forehead.
"You remind me of myself when I was your age, independent."
She smiled at me.
"I'm so proud of you. Not with the fact of what you did, but how you're handling it."
I couldn't be happier with myself either, my mom is right, I am independent. The thing is, I'm still scared as hell to have this baby.
*Mike's POV*
I looked at the phone in deep thought. She said she'd call me.... The phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hi."
"Hey babe, what did the doctor say?"
"He said the baby's healthy and that my due date is in late April."
"Ok. That's good that the baby's healthy, but when you have it, what are we going to do?"
"WE don't do anything. I am going to do everything. First off, I'm going tp finish the school year even after I have it, and then, I'm going to move to California with you."
"Kia, you want to live with me?"
"Mike, of course I do. I love you, and I want to be with you. Don't you want to be with me?"
"Kia, yes I do. I really do want to be with you and to help you raise our baby."
"That sounds strange to me, OUR baby."
"Why strange?"
"Well, do you really think I wanted to say that when I'm only 16?
Mike laughed.
"Yeah, I guess I didn't really want to say that I have a kid at 18."
Something hit me that I forgot I was going to have to face, a thing I like to call. "Make all the people at school think you're a pregnant slut..." Well, here I go, unfortunately....
