“Okay,” Dad says as she strides into my bedroom. “What’s happened?”
“Steve,” Mom admonishes, “Darling girl, are you okay?” she asks as she comes to sit on the bed, her hand running through my hair.
I glance at both Hazel and Cassie. “She’s pregnant, mom,” Hazel says, knowing that I don’t have the courage or strength to do so myself. “She’s seven weeks along.”
I keep my gaze on my dad and see relief in his eyes but also disappointment. “Are you okay?” he asks after a few moments of silence.
I nod. “I’m scared, I don’t know what to do.”
"Whatever you want to do, baby girl, we're right behind you," he says as he stands beside my bed. "You've got some time to decide, there's no rush."
"He's right, Becky, you've got time. If you want an abortion, I'll be there with you, if you want to keep it, your father and I will support you both. Whatever you want, we're with you every step of the way."
My tears fall thicker and faster. Hearing my parents tell me no matter what, they'll be with me means the absolute world. I'm so darn lucky to have them.in my life.
"I don't want an abortion," I whisper.
Dad nods. "Okay, so that leaves adoption and keeping it. Both of which don't have to be decided right now."
"I'll call the doctor and we'll get you checked out. Make sure everything is as it should be and get you started on some prenatal vitamins."
"Now Steph, we've got that sorted, I want to know what the guy who did this to my little girl thinks. Is he stepping up to the plate?"
I should have known that my dad would have questions about the father. "He doesn't know, dad, I haven't spoken to him since we were together."
My dad's face goes red and his jaw clenches. "Right," he says through clenched teeth. "That should be the next person to know once you decide what you're doing."
I sit up in bed, relief washing through me. This could have gone a whole lot worse than it has. "I know dad, I've only just found out."
Mom gets to her feet. "Now that we know you're okay, we're going to book into a hotel. Hazel wants to stay here."
"Of course," Cassie replies instantly and I nod in agreement.
"Good, your father and I will be back later and we’ll take you all out for dinner,” she says as she leans over and presses a kiss against my head, she’s quickly followed by dad.
“So,” Hazel begins when our parents leave. “Who’s the guy?”
I glance at Cassie and decide to give Hazel a chance, this could bring us closer. So I’m completely honest with her. I tell her all about Easton and what went down.
Her eyes are brimming with tears and she reaches for my hand. “God, Becky, I’m sorry.”
I shrug. “It is what it is, but it sucks. I’m going to have to see him again and tell him about the baby.” That’s something that I’m not looking forward to. The last time we spoke he was angry—not that I can blame him—and Cassie lied to him, telling him that I took Plan B which I never did.
“Have you seen him since you walked away?” she asks.
“A few times,” I reply as I swipe away at the tears that are thankfully slowing down.
“She tends to hide whenever she sees him,” Cassie informs her.
“I know the feeling,” Hazel murmurs.
“What?” I ask, wondering what she’s talking about.
She glances at her hands and then back to me. “Your baby is going to have an older cousin,” she replies with a watery smile. “I haven’t told mom and dad yet.”
I blink, completely shocked by her words. “Why?”
“Because I fucked up. It’s not like your situation, Beck, I have really fucked up.”