Unexpected Chapter 35A Chapter by Julie Beth
Dennis was lying on his back on the living room floor while my mom and I searched for lawyers. Well, at least my mom was, I was kind of just sitting on the kitchen counter watching her do all the work. It's been a week since my dad called, I haven't heard from him since then. I sighed as I craned my neck to check on Dennis, he was reaching his arms out as if to touch something. I sighed and slumped back down. "Getting bored?" My mom asked without lifting her head up from the laptop. I rolled my eyes and hopped off the counter. "Well, you know, when you said 'we', I thought it was a group effort. Not me sit here and watch you do all the work." I retorted as I walked over to go get Dennis. I picked him up and walked over to my mom. "It will be Maddy; I’m getting you started by finding you a good lawyer. You're the one who has to tell him what happened, you and Dennis have to give DNA. This is big Maddy; you're going to play a part." I sighed impatiently. I didn't want Dennis to be involved at all. It was noon, Carson was at school, and Xavier was sleeping. I went over to the dishwasher and took out a clean bottle for Dennis. "Carson didn't empty the dishwasher yet?" My mom said in the most disgusted voice she could pull off. My back was to her, so she couldn't see the annoyed expression I had on my face as I grabbed the powered formula out of the cabinet. "No mom," I retorted in a bitchy tone. "Carson didn't empty the dishwasher because it is my turn to empty the dishwasher." I turned around only to find my mom glaring at me, if only looks could kill. I shook my head as I turned back around and to mix the formula, then put it in the microwave. "Where are you going?" My mom demanded as I started to leave the kitchen. "Down the hall to get Dennis a bib, or should I wait Carson to come home so he can go and get it?" I retorted as I walked down the hall and into Carson's room. When I got back in the kitchen, my mom was silent. She just kept looking at her laptop as I took the formula out of the microwave and tested it to make sure it wasn't hot. I sat down at the kitchen table while Dennis drank his formula. Not even two seconds later, he was spitting it up. I sighed as I cleaned his mouth, and then looked up at my mom, who was already shutting her laptop. There was no way she could be doing yet. "I talked to Carson's mom the other day." My mom told me as she shut down her laptop, and took a seat in the chair across from me. "She told me something really interesting, something you neglected to tell me." My mom paused and I looked up. She was giving me that last chance to tell me look. I looked back down and ignored it. "Well," I shrugged. "Are you going to say it or sit here and glare at me?" "Why didn't you tell me Carson proposed to you?" My mom demanded. I sighed; there were a number of reasons why I didn't tell her. Honestly, I wasn't planning on telling my mom for a very long time. I sighed and shifted Dennis in my arms as I tried to think of a good reason that I could actually tell my mom, or at least a reason she would believe. "I didn't tell you because I wasn't planning on getting married until I was finished with high school. Also, you were going to overreact." Maybe it wasn't my smartest move to say that last sentence, especially since it made my mom over react. "I don't overreact Maddy; I’m simply looking out for you. I don't want you to make the same mistakes I did." Mom shot at me. The same mistakes she made? Like marrying a total jack a*s? Carson's not like that. "I'm not you mom." I snapped at her. "And Carson's not like dad, I love him." My mom cut me off raising her voice. "Oh give for crying out loud Maddy, you're sixteen, you don't know what love is. You're too young and naive to see that boys are lying, manipulative, b******s, who will say or do anything just so you'll have sex with them." I shook my head in disagreement. I opened my mouth to say something, but my mom cut me off. "Madeline, go pack up your things and Dennis's things, you aren't living here anymore. Also, I don't want you seeing Carson anymore; he's too old for you." Tears of rage were swelling up in my eyes; she was actually serious about this. I felt like screaming until my heart stopped beating. I felt like killing my mother. I was about to, until I heard a high pitched sound from Dennis, something I never heard before. I looked down at Dennis in panic making sure he was still breathing. My mom scoffed and rolled her eyes. "He hiccupped Maddy; babies do it all the time." My mom came over and grabbed the bottle off the kitchen table. "This is why you're moving back in with me, you have no idea what you're doing. Does Dennis even have a schedule? Bath time, nap time, bed time, feeding time? He has to have a schedule Maddy. You probably don't have a schedule because you are so focused on your relationship with Carson." I looked down at Dennis, am I really neglecting him? "He does have a schedule mom; I know what I’m doing." I told her lowering my voice, it was almost nap time and if we keep going at each other this loud, he will never get to sleep. I think that what I wanted more than anything was for the three of us to be a family. Maybe I wanted that because mine was so screwed up. Whether or not my mom's words were true, the made me feel like total s**t. "I try to make the right choices for him, and do what I thinks’ best for him. That's why I think living with Carson is best. He'll be so vulnerable at your house." I stated as I looked up at my mother. She glared at me then scolded. "Why should I leave? At least here I have help. You're a workaholic, so I will be completely on my own with Dennis. Also you'll probably leave Hannah with me because it'll be cheaper for you." I pointed out. I looked at my mom waiting for her to denie it, but instead she took me by surprise by agreeing with me. "If you're going to be home, might as well. It'll save money, and time. On top of that, Hannah misses you. Every night before she goes to sleep, she asks about you." Leave it to my mom to play the guilt trip." I can't believe she's doing this. "I miss Hannah too mom, but she wants constant attention, and Dennis needs constant attention. She's going to get jealous, and I’m going back to school in two weeks, whether you like it or not." I retorted Carson took me to see my teachers the other day, they're actually really helpful. "What are you planning on doing with Dennis? How do you know you won't fall behind?" My mom interrogated. She almost made it sound like she didn't want me to go back to school. "The high school has a day care for students and teachers children. I talked to my teachers they said if I fall behind then to pick up Dennis and bring him to their room, then they can help me catch up." I told her as I started to rock Dennis in my arms. "The whole reason I kept Dennis was because grandpa said no matter what, I would have people to support me and my decisions. I feel like is... everybody but you." I watched as my mom’s expression went from mad to emotionless. My mom thought about her answer for a few seconds then told me. "You know Madeline, you may not think this is true, but my father wasn't always right. I do support you, but this... this isn't going to last." My mom was right, I didn’t think what she said about my grandpa was true. I think my mom was mad that he was right about my father. "He was right about dad." I retorted as I took a breath trying to say what needed to be said. "Mom," I lowered my voice. "No word can describe how vulnerable I feel at your house. Dad still has a key to it, and he knows everything inch of that house... he could easily take Dennis." It was true, the second dad learns I’m there, he'll come, and I’ll probably never see Dennis again. After all I went through when I was pregnant with him, I can't lose him. "No you're the one overreacting Maddy. You might as well get over it because this isn't up for discussion, you're living with me, and your father isn't going to touch you or Dennis." My mom told me in her stern voice that usually meant; give up now because you won't win this. I sighed and rolled my eyes. "You should probably go." I said softly blinking my eyes to stop the tears. I know it was stupid to cry over something like this, but I was so sick of my mom always changing her mind so it was more convenient for her. "I um..." trying to think of what to say.” I have to put Dennis down for a nap, and I’m tired so I’ll take one too." My mom shook her head at my poor excuse. Then she came over and took Dennis out of my arms. "You have until Sunday to pack up your things. If I get here Sunday night, and you're not packed, then I will pack for you." I gave her my best death glare, I really wanted to kill her, and this is so unfair. "I'm not breaking up with Carson; I don't care what you say. You can't keep me from him." My mom opened her mouth to say something, but I cut her off. "I don't care what you have to say, please just say goodbye too Dennis and leave." My mom didn't talk to me as she kissed Dennis goodbye and told him how much she loves him. Then she gently squeezed him before giving him back to me. I walked my mom to the door. I was about to close it the second she stepped out the door, but she paused, looked at me and said, "Maddy, everything I do, no matter how much you hate it, I do it because I love you." Then she walked out the door, got in her car, and drove away.
After my mom left, I put Dennis down for his nap, turned on the baby monitor and took it with me into the kitchen. Xavier was sitting at the kitchen table wearing only his plaid pajama pants. "Hey, I thought you were asleep?" I said as I sat down in the seat across from him. Xavier looked up and smirked at me. "I can sleep through basically everything, except a mother and her sixteen year old daughter bitching at each other." Xavier told me as he stretched out his arms. I laughed, "Oh yeah, I hear that can be pretty brutal." I retorted as I took my hair out of the ponytail it was in and let it fall on my shoulders. "Did you see that Dennis is starting to get hair?" I asked to fill the silence. Xavier leaned back and nodded. "I noticed that. It's like a light brunette; not even close to being as dark as yours is though. I don't think his will be wavy like yours is either." Xavier replied studying me trying to figure out how Dennis will look in the future. That made me smile. "So are you moving back in with your mom?" Xavier blurted out. I looked down at my hands. I could feel Xavier's stare on me. I could tell he was waiting for an answer, which he probably already knew. I nodded my head. "I don't have a choice. She's my mother, what she says goes, at least until I’m eighteen." I told him. Then I looked up at him. "So I’m guessing you heard us." Xavier chuckled and had a small smile on his face. "I told you, I sleep through everything but mothers and their daughters bitching at each other." Xavier went quiet for a second, and the small smile faded from his face. "You're not going to break up with Carson just because your mother told you to right?" "I'm not breaking up with Carson at all." I said without skipping a beat. "My mom can go screw because there is no way in hell I’m breaking up with him." I get my mom's trying to protect me and stuff, but it's Carson. If he's not good enough, then no one is. I think that's what my mom's going for. "So...” Xavier says as he strums his fingers on the table. "Are you really going to take a nap, or were you just saying that to get rid of your mother?" I smiled. “I said it to get rid of her." Xavier grin went wide. "Perfect."
An hour and a half later Xavier and I are in a middle of an intense card game. We were playing Bull, which is our favorite card game mostly because you can scream bull s**t at the top of your lungs, which is exactly what we do. "Five." Xavier says as he slams down a card. I look down at my deck; I have no fives what so ever. I smile. "Bull s**t." I looked at him and he glared at me as he slammed his hand down on the pile of cards and dragged it back to him. Xavier never likes to put the right card down, even when he has that card. "Six." I said as I put down a queen. Xavier shrugged it off as he puts down what he claims to be a seven. I pretend to look through my stack of cards even though I don't have an eight, you have to be convincing. I looked up when Xavier gasped. "What?" I was confused; there was nothing to gasp at unless if he was in dire pain, and I’m not a doctor so he would be screwed in that case. "That's bull s**t." Xavier said looking at me with wide eyes. "What is?" "YOU didn't put down a six, I have the sixes. Bull s**t." Xavier said raising his voice. I rolled my eyes and laughed. "It's too late, you already put down what you clam is a seven." Xavier stood up and knocked the cards off the table then threw the card's he was holding in his hand at me. I laughed as I ducked under the table for cover; I still had my cards as weapons. Xavier came around the table, grabbed my feet, and dragged me out from under the table. I laughed harder as I started to through my cards at him. I was about to scream, when the door to the garage opened. Carson walked inside with Jasmine not far behind him; they looked like they had been fighting. This must have looked weird to them, Xavier holding my feet and cards were all over the room. "Hi." I said smiling as Carson looked at us and smiled. "Hi, I see you guys played bull again." Carson replied as Xavier dropped my feet to the ground. I stood up and watched Jasmine run over to Xavier, jump on him, wrapping her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist. Then she kissed him with so much passion, I wanted to gag myself. I was still iffy on the whole thing. Seeing this made me wonder how badly Xavier's broken arm felt. It couldn't be hurting that bad if he's still doing everything he us too. "Well," Carson said awkwardly. "We all know who's going to be on the next season on 16 & Pregnant." I laughed as Xavier flicked us off, while still holding up Jasmine and making out with her. I rolled my eyes; I was going to miss this when I moved back into my mom’s house. I grabbed Carson's hand and lead him down the hall and paused at his door. "I need to talk to you, but we need to be quiet because Dennis is sleeping." I told him as I opened the door. Carson quietly shut the door once he came in as I walked over to Dennis's crib. He was starting to move around a lot more now. When he's sleeping, he can turn onto his stomach or back. Carson turned on the lamp next to the bed and sat down. The room was pretty dark because I still had the house on lock down. I took on last look at Dennis then went to go curl up next to Carson on the bed. I leaned my head on Carson's shoulder as he wrapped his arm around my waist. I finally started to lose some of my baby belly. Good thing too, because I’m sick of it. "Your mom come by today?" Carson asked as if he could tell that was what we needed to talk about. I sighed. "Oh yeah she did." "What does that mean?" Carson asked confused as he kissed the top of my head. "My mom is demanding that I move back in with her. She said if I wasn't packed and ready by Sunday night, she'd come in and pack my things and well...you know my mom. We don't want that." I explained as I took Carson's hand and started drawing circles on it with my index finger. "Why is she making you move out?" "She thinks I’m too young to be dating you and she thinks I don't know how to take care of Dennis." "Are you kidding me?" Carson said raising his voice. "That's f*****g stupid." I was about to tell him to lower his voice, but it was too late; Dennis already woke up and started crying. I sighed as I started to get up, but Carson got to him before me and started to bounce him in his arms. I could tell he wanted a distraction. "You're a great mom, and how would she know? She's never around anyways." "I know." I said rubbing my eyes as I sat back down on the bed. "I don't want to move out, but my mom is making me. I have to listen to her until I’m eighteen." Carson scoffed and I tried to change the subject. "Speaking of eighteen, your birthdays coming up, what do you want?" Carson looked at me and responded, "I want your dad in jail, and you and Dennis living here." I sighed; this wasn't going to be easy to get out of. © 2011 Julie BethAuthor's Note
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