The Baby Project: Book 1

Chapter 28

Emma's POV

I can't wait to give Blake his present! I trotted up the stairs and into my room. I then searched through my closet to find all the materials I need. I found a black shoe box and my old set of keys from middle school.

Perfect.

I brought the two things over to my bed and made my way to my desk where I found a white fine point sharpie. I smiled and tossed it onto my bed with the other items. I then proceeded to look through my desk draws to find the last item. Four or more old pennies. I sighed in defeat when I only could find one and decided to check the tower.

I went into my hallway closet and pulled the string down letting the ladder fall. I slowly climbed up the ladder and turned on the lights making it better to see. I immediately search through the cushions by the windows. I found so much useless shit under the cushions it's unreal. There was old candy, magazines, a tampon, some scrap paper, a pen, but no fucking pennies. I groaned and got up looking around the tower room. My eyes landed on a jar behind the stand up mirror.

"I'm such an idiot!" I yelled at myself running over to my change jar

I poured out all the money from my jar and searched for any old pennies. After a couple minutes I finally found the other three pennies and raced downstairs and into my room to start making Blake's Christmas present.

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"Emma we're home!" My mom yelled through out the house slamming the door closed causing some objects to shake including myself

"Alright be right down!" I yelled back placing Blake's finished present in the closet and heading out of my room

I walked down the stairs to find both my parents taking off their coats in silence and practically ignoring each other

"We need to talk" I spoke up getting both of their attention

"Yes, come sweetheart let's go to the living room" my dad said giving me an apologetic smile

All three of us made our way to the empty room and sat down on the two couches. It's weird...I've been begging my parents to confess to me but now I don't want to hear the truth. I'm not as ready as I thought. Before I could back out my mom spoke.

"Honey, you are a very bright girl. I think you may have picked up on what has been happening to me and your father for the past month or two am I correct?" My mom said in a quite voice

I felt tears form in my eyes and a huge lump at the back of my throat making it hard to speak properly so I just nodded my head signaling her to continue.

"Well me and your father both agreed that it would be best if we separated maybe even file for a divorce. I know you might feel upset about the whole thing but it'll all work out" my mom said making me sick to my stomach

"I might feel upset? It'll all work out? Seriously mom?" I cried out

"I'm moving to my sisters until I find an apartment near by where I can stay. You are free to live with me or if you want live with your father" my mom continued ignoring my last statement

"Are you asking me to choose between you two?!" I asked in outrage standing up

"Now If we do get a divorce which is probably going to happen I think I might move west. California to be exact. I need to get away from everything here. I'm willing to give this a second chance and stay here but I doubt it'll work out" my mom said motioning towards my dad who kept his head down.

"Listen to me! Listen to me mom! I'm not choosing between you two! I'll be glad to spend half the week with dad and the other half with you but I am not picking one over the other! That being said I'm not leaving my life here to move across America. Especially California. I'm not leaving Megan. I'm not leaving Eric. I'm not leaving Henry. I'm not leaving Lola. I'm defiantly never leaving Blake. So you can take that idea of me running away with you and you can shove it up your ass." I spat at her