School was finally out and summer vacation was in session. It felt good to be out of school, but I knew my summer was going to be busy and I wouldn't have time to relax. I wasn't going to be doing as much as James, but I still had a lot of work to do. Preparing for a baby wasn't exactly easy.
Now that we had a few months from school, James was out looking for a job so that we could get our own place. I wanted to work as well, but I knew I couldn't in my condition, and James wouldn't let me work anyway. So while James was busting his ass looking for a job and a place for us to live, I was forced to stay home and do nothing. I didn't think it was fair.
Mrs. Diamond wasn't so happy that James still wanted to move, but she decided to help out anyway. But she wasn't that great at helping us; the only thing she did was worry about her own job and life. I didn't think she was very reliable, so I wasn't expecting her to do anything to help us.
James' dad was still going to help us, so I was grateful for that. Of course he wouldn't start helping until James got a job, but at least he was still doing something. I've thought about asking my parents for help, but I knew they wouldn't come around. My dad hated me for what happened, and my mom would never do anything because she is afraid of my dad. I didn't care, though; I didn't need them.
I have to admit that I miss my parents, and I sometimes wonder if they even miss me. I know they're mad at me for what I did, but I didn't think they would actually stop caring about me. I wanted them to come around, but at the same time I didn't. If they decided that they didn't want to be around for me or their grandchild, then I would have to accept that.
I did want Kendall to come around again, but I knew that wasn't going to happen. I was the one who pushed him away, and now I wish I didn't. We may not be together as a couple, but we still could've been friends. But there was too much tension between James and Kendall, and I didn't know when that was going to end. I miss Kendall, but I had to let him go.
Now that I was in my fourth month, things were getting a little harder for me. My stomach wasn't that big, but the once small bump was now a little bigger and James loved it. He thought it was really cute, but I thought it was disgusting. I didn't know when I would start getting used to my body changing, but I had a feeling I was never going to come around to the idea.
Even though I hated how I looked, I was still excited for when I get to start feeling the baby move. I've felt small fluttering, but I probably won't feel the baby kick until my fifth or sixth month. I was excited for that, and to find out what I was having. I still wanted a girl, but James was still hoping for a boy. I guess we would find out later.
The house was quiet and I was glad that I could relax. Mrs. Diamond was at work, and James was at an interview. He didn't tell me where, but at this point I didn't care. I just really wanted him to have a job, and I was hoping he would get this one.
Since I was alone, I decided to take advantage of this. I haven't been able to sit down and read in a while, and that's exactly what I was going to do. I had gotten a few parenting and baby books, but I haven't read them yet. I was going to try and read at least one before everyone comes home.
I curled up on the couch and I grabbed the first book from the pile on the coffee table. I definitely wanted James to read some of these, but I didn't know if he would actually do it since he's not much of a reader. But since he said he was going to cut his shit and step up, he should start by reading the books.
I read a couple of pages, but I kept getting distracted. My phone was lying on the coffee table, and I couldn't stop glancing at it. I was eager to hear from James, and deep down I was hoping that Kendall would call or something. I know he won't, but it would be nice to hear his voice.
I let out a sigh and tossed the book aside, and I reached for my phone. I could always be the first to message him and see how he was doing. I knew we couldn't be friends, but I still wanted to try our friendship again. I just wish James and Kendall would fix everything, but they're both stubborn.
I found Kendall in my contacts and I typed out a message, but I couldn't hit the 'send' button. I wanted to do it, but I couldn't bring myself to send the message. I let out another sigh and set my phone to the side. The front door opened and James walked in with a huge grin on his face.
"What's with the stupid grin?" I asked.
"Oh nothing. I just happened to get a job and-"
"You got the job!"
"Yeah. The interview went really well, and they want me to start next week," James said.
"I'm so happy for you. Where do you work?" I asked.
"Um some little grocery store," James said.
"Please tell me it's not Sherwood's," I said.
"Yeah it is! You've been?" James asked.
"Yeah loads of times. I would meet Kendall there sometimes," I said.
"Why would you guys meet at a grocery store?"
"Because Kendall would be working and I would meet him after his shift."
"Does he still work there?" James asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"And you're telling me this now!"
"I'm sorry. I just didn't think you would apply there."
"You told me to apply everywhere! And I did at that rinky-dink place!"
"James, calm down," I said.
"I can't calm down, Logan. I got a job where stupid Kendall works!" James said.
"Chill out. I bet you don't even have the same work hours," I said.
"You better be right. If he's my boss I'm gonna kill myself," James said.
"He's not going to be your boss. He just works as a cashier or he handles the carts. It's not a big deal," I said.
"Not a big deal? Are you stupid!"
"James, shut up. You're being really immature about this. It doesn't matter if Kendall is your coworker. All that matters is that you have a job," I said.
James sighed. "I guess you're right. As usual."
"Come here," I said, and James walked over to me.
I pulled him down with me on the couch and he chuckled. I pressed my lips to his for a sweet kiss, and I felt his body relax.
"Don't worry about it okay? Just be happy that you have a job," I said.
"I know, I know. I just don't want him starting shit," James said.
"Well what if he-"
James was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. He gave me a puzzled look and I shrugged in response. We weren't expecting anyone, so I was a little confused. James stood up from the couch and he walked over to the door. I stood as quickly as I could and I followed James. He opened the door and we both gasped when we saw my mother standing there.
"Mom?" I asked.
"Hello, sweetheart," she said, quietly.
"What are you doing here? How did you find me?" I asked.
"It doesn't matter, and I'm here to apologize. May I come in and speak with you?" she asked.
"No," James said and he went to close the door, but I stopped him.
"Wait," I whispered to him.
"What are you doing? You can't just let her in here," James hissed.
I ignored James and I grabbed my mother's hand, leading her into the house. James growled and slammed the door, then he followed us. I sat down on the couch and my mom sat down next to me.
"Logan, I'm so sorry for what happened that day. I didn't want you to leave, but I figured you needed a few days to calm down. I wasn't expecting you to stay away for months," my mom said.
"I only left because of dad. He didn't understand the situation," I said.
"Honey, he was just upset. We weren't expecting you to tell us that you were pregnant. We thought you were being careful," my mom said.
"I was being careful; it was just that night where I screwed up. I didn't mean to mess up."
"I know, but I wish you would've told us that you were being sexually active. All of this could've been prevented."
"Things happen for a reason, mom. I know this isn't the path that you wanted for me, but this was the path I was meant to take. I know it probably doesn't make sense to you, but it does to me."
My mother sighed. "I understand, sweetheart."
"Mom, I accept your apology, but I'm not coming home. I'm with James now and we're starting a family. I need to stay here," I said.
"I just want you home. It's not the same without my little boy," my mom said.
"Mom, I'm not little anymore. I'm growing up and starting a family of my own."
"But just because I'm not going back doesn't mean that I wont see you anymore. I want you to be there for the baby, and I want dad, too. He just needs to come around first," I said.
"He will. He really misses you, Logan. More then you know," my mom said.
"Well he's the one who needs to come to me and apologize. Until then I don't want anything to do with him," I said.
"Logan, he's your father."
"I know, but what he did was wrong and you know it. I know I screwed up, but he doesn't have to kick me out because I'm not following his decisions. I didn't leave because I wanted to; I left because he kicked me out. I just want him to change; that's all I want."
"He will, Logan. Just come visit sometime and-"
"I'll think about it."
My mom nodded and she looked down at her lap. I turned to look over at James and he rolled his eyes before turning away. I didn't know what his problem was, but I will just question him about it later.
My mom looked back up at me, and her eyes landed on my stomach. A smile immediately appeared on her face.
"How's the baby doing?" she asked.
"Good. Hasn't moved or anything yet, but it's doing okay," I said.
"Have you two found out the gender?" my mom asked.
I shook my head. "Not yet, but I'm excited. I want a girl and James wants boy. Right, James?"
James huffed and walked into the kitchen. I frowned and turned back to my mom.
"Sorry. He's just being-"
"It's alright. I think I should get going."
I nod my head and walk my mom over to the door. I didn't want her to leave just yet, but I knew I would see her again.
"Logan, I know you're still upset, but your father and I would love it if you came around. We really miss you and we want to be there for the baby," my mom said.
"I want you to be there, too. The baby deserves it's grandparents," I said.
My mom smiled and pulled me into a hug. We held onto each other for a few minutes, then she let me go. She kissed my cheek like she used to, and I couldn't help but smile.
"I love you so much, Logan."
"I love you, too."
My mom gave me another kiss, then she was gone. I watched her go, then I closed the door with a sad sigh. I was glad that she at least apologized to me, and I was hoping that my dad would do the same.
I could hear James in the kitchen, and I decided to find out why he was acting so weird.
A/N: Sorry for not updating sooner, and I hope this chap makes up for it. I was thinking of having Logan's dad be in this chapter, but I have other plans for him. Anyway, thank u guys so much for reading and I will update soon. You guys will find out why James is being weird in the next chap. Bye! =D