I'm in a Pickle, chapter 11
*Kia's POV*
"Meghan, I thought you were going to keep it a secret!"
"I was trying! You mom's just nosy!"
"She's kinda your mom too."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"I don't know. You either call her her Your Mom or Gina."
"Anyway...I didn't mean to and she was gonna figure out anyway."
"True, but still. I can't believe you almost told her."
*My POV, 8 Months Later*
I missed Billie so much. I can't believe we've been apart for almost a year. No talking or seeing. It was murder. It's almost time Kia's baby's due.
"Meghan! Come in here quick!"
"What is it?"
"My water just broke."
"Oh fuck! You're lucky I have my driver's liscense."
We got in the car and I drove to the hospital.
"Nurse, her water just broke and needs assistance."
"Meghan, call Jeff."
"Um...ok."
Jeff. My childhood crush. I was glad I got to see his face again.
"Meghan, where is she?"
"Room 231." After a quick hug, Jeff ran there and coached her through the while thing. He looked like he's make a good father.
"Ms. Murphy, you have a beautiful baby girl."
*Kia's POV*
The doctor put my baby in my arms. She looked so beautiful. Especially with her father being the Great Tre Cool.
"I'll name her...Ramona."
*A Few Weeks Later, My POV*
I went to the music store and saw a CD from a group I've never heard of before. Green Day. I looked at the CD, as if it were a study guide. I saw the name Billie Joe Armstrong. I almost dropped the CD. I went to the cashier and paid for it.
"You'll like these guys. I have their CD, too. They're real good."
"Thanks for the advice."
"You're most certainly welcome."
I put the CD in my bag and took a day trip to...bum bum bum...California.
I still remembered where Billie lived and pulled up in the driveway. His house looked really ghetto. I walked up to the door, butterflies in my stomach, and knocked.
Billie answered the door and looked stunned.
"Billie!" I jumped on him and we kissed, a long romantic kiss.
"Meghan, I wasn't expecting you."
"Are you glad I came?"
"Fuck yes I am." He kissed me briefly once more.
"Is Tre here?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Because he's the father of Kia's child."
"Holy hell! Are you serious?"
"Yeah she had the baby a few weeks ago. I have something to show you." I dug through my bag and found the CD. "Look."
"Woah! You got it?"
"Of course."
"So, is that all?"
"No. I want you and Tre to come back with me."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"TRE PACK YOUR FUCKING BAGS! WE'RE GOING TO WISCONSIN!"
*A Few Hours Later*
"Are we there yet?"
"Tre, say that one more time."
"Sorry. It's just that I'm so excited. I'm going to meet my...daughter!"
"Meghan, I thought you were going to keep it a secret!"
"I was trying! You mom's just nosy!"
"She's kinda your mom too."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"I don't know. You either call her her Your Mom or Gina."
"Anyway...I didn't mean to and she was gonna figure out anyway."
"True, but still. I can't believe you almost told her."
*My POV, 8 Months Later*
I missed Billie so much. I can't believe we've been apart for almost a year. No talking or seeing. It was murder. It's almost time Kia's baby's due.
"Meghan! Come in here quick!"
"What is it?"
"My water just broke."
"Oh fuck! You're lucky I have my driver's liscense."
We got in the car and I drove to the hospital.
"Nurse, her water just broke and needs assistance."
"Meghan, call Jeff."
"Um...ok."
Jeff. My childhood crush. I was glad I got to see his face again.
"Meghan, where is she?"
"Room 231." After a quick hug, Jeff ran there and coached her through the while thing. He looked like he's make a good father.
"Ms. Murphy, you have a beautiful baby girl."
*Kia's POV*
The doctor put my baby in my arms. She looked so beautiful. Especially with her father being the Great Tre Cool.
"I'll name her...Ramona."
*A Few Weeks Later, My POV*
I went to the music store and saw a CD from a group I've never heard of before. Green Day. I looked at the CD, as if it were a study guide. I saw the name Billie Joe Armstrong. I almost dropped the CD. I went to the cashier and paid for it.
"You'll like these guys. I have their CD, too. They're real good."
"Thanks for the advice."
"You're most certainly welcome."
I put the CD in my bag and took a day trip to...bum bum bum...California.
I still remembered where Billie lived and pulled up in the driveway. His house looked really ghetto. I walked up to the door, butterflies in my stomach, and knocked.
Billie answered the door and looked stunned.
"Billie!" I jumped on him and we kissed, a long romantic kiss.
"Meghan, I wasn't expecting you."
"Are you glad I came?"
"Fuck yes I am." He kissed me briefly once more.
"Is Tre here?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Because he's the father of Kia's child."
"Holy hell! Are you serious?"
"Yeah she had the baby a few weeks ago. I have something to show you." I dug through my bag and found the CD. "Look."
"Woah! You got it?"
"Of course."
"So, is that all?"
"No. I want you and Tre to come back with me."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"TRE PACK YOUR FUCKING BAGS! WE'RE GOING TO WISCONSIN!"
*A Few Hours Later*
"Are we there yet?"
"Tre, say that one more time."
"Sorry. It's just that I'm so excited. I'm going to meet my...daughter!"
