My body tenses up in apprehension. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t know. Rose got all tense after a phone call this morning. Something’s up with Cara.”
“How do you know it was Cara, and not, I don’t know, her bitch mom?”
Easton gives me a look. “I know my fucking girl. She didn’t tell me anything, but I have a bad feeling. I think it has to do with the baby. Maybe she’s having an abortion or something, dude. You need to go figure it out before something happens that you can’t fix.”
Alarm bells go off in my brain.
Would she do something that drastic without telling me?
We look at each other, and I nod my head and stand up, walking out and heading over to Cara’s house. Her window is open, and I can hear her and Rose talking. I stop walking and lean up against the outside of her house to eavesdrop into their conversation.
“I haven’t been feeling good. Morning sickness sucks.” I frown at that. Cara sounds so sad. So defeated.
“So, I guess I need to make a doctor appointment. I never even thought of that.”
“This doctor office is close by and they look really good. Might be worth giving them a call.” Rose says, and my heart skips a beat. Why does she need to go to the doctor? Is everything okay?
They mumble to each other too quietly for me to be able to hear what they’re talking about.
“So? Appointment made?” Rose chirps.
“Rose… please stop. Don’t get excited. You know I’m not going to keep this baby. I’m giving it up for adoption.” My heart drops to my stomach and I see red.
What the fuck?
I push off the side of the house and walk up to the door, pull it open with too much force and I see the both of them shoot their heads up and eyes go wide.
“Now was is this about you giving my fucking baby up for adoption?” I bark.
Cara’s face pales and Rose looks at Cara and stands up. “I’m going to let you guys talk. I’ll be back soon.” Rose walks up to me and stops. “Be nice to her. She’s going through a lot.”
My nostrils flare but I don’t say anything.
Rose rolls her eyes and stomps off. I slam the door on her ass. Looking back at Cara, I see her pale face with a tinge of green, and my anger drops.
Slightly.
I walk over and sit on the couch.
And stare.
“What’re you doing here?” She asks.
“You don’t look good.”
She frowns and turns away from me. “Yeah, it’s called being pregnant, Jackson. Can you go, please?” She runs her fingers through her hair. “I don’t want you here. Not now.”
“What were you guys talking about? You said you were going to give the baby up for adoption?”
Her eyes shift to the ground. “I don’t have any other choice.”
“What the fuck you mean you don’t have any other choice?”
She slams her hands on the couch and looks at me with a fire lit in her eyes. “I mean I don’t have any other choice! Look at me, Jackson. I just graduated, I have no parents, I have no money, I have no job, I have no father to my child. Look at me! There is no way in hell I can have a baby right now. Probably ever!” Her chest heaves and tears run down her face and I swear, myentire beingtears straight in half.
I move over next to her and drape my arm over her shoulder. “Stop crying, please.” I hold her while she cries into my shoulder.