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seconds into my relaxation, I hear a noise. I ignore it, hoping it’s just the air conditioner kicking on or something. Then I hear another noise. And then the paper I put on the coffee table rustles.
I’m not going to open my eyes. Someone is here, but maybe they’ll leave if they think I’m sleeping.
More noises come. Someone is sitting down in the chair near me. I try to keep my eyes from fluttering under my lids, but it’s impossible. If I weren’t so darn big, I’d roll over and give them a view of my big butt, but moving is a major operation at this point in my life and there’s no way I’d be able to play possum and get away with it.
I breathe slowly and deeply, waiting it out. Maybe this person, whoever it is, will get the hint and go far, far away.
Yeah, right. And maybe pigs will start flying and we’ll be able to order bacon take-out.
My eyes open slowly and take in the situation. Quin is on my right. Teagan is on my left. They’re both staring at me with straight, serious faces. It’s more than unnerving. They’re almost never serious like this unless they’re in the lawyer’s office.
“What?” I say. “Who died?”
“Nobody. Yet,” says Quin, staring me down.
I roll my eyes. “I’m so scared.”
“You should be,” says Teagan. “You’ve been acting like a serious turd mobile and without us you’d be in a homeless shelter.”
I get up slowly, using my left arm to leverage myself into a sitting position. “Well, don’t candy-coat it,” I say, torn between being angry and ashamed. There’s just a little too much honesty going on right now for comfort. I’m afraid I’m about to hear about all the terrible things I’ve done, being ungrateful at the top of the list.
“What’s this all about?” Quin asks, waving the paper around. “Colin says you had to do an emergency run to the clinic? Why didn’t you call us?”
I hold my hand out for the paper, which she gives to me. “I just had a pain, okay? It was no big deal.”
“That’s not the way he explained it over the phone,” says Teagan.
“Who cares how he explained it? He’s not in charge of me or my health.” I know I sound childish, but I can’t help it.
“He was nice enough to bring you to the clinic,” says Quin. “What would you have done without him?”
I refuse to answer. These two are like my conscience speaking out loud, and it’s highly irritating.
“Listen, we don’t mean to be riding your ass, but we need to get some things straightened out, here. We’re about to move into our new place, and I want things to go smoothly and for there to be no misunderstandings about what’s what.” Teagan is looking at me. I’m supposed to be her roommate there too.
Since I don’t really disagree with her, I relax a little. “Fine.”
The two girls exchange glances and then Teagan speaks. “Who is the father of your baby?”
I try to school my features to remain bland, but the heat in my cheeks makes it not nearly as effective as I want it to be. “That’s none of your business,” I say, my voice only wavering a little.
“It kind of is our business,” says Quin. “Or at least Teagan’s business. And whatever you tell her she’s going to tell me, so you might as well say it in front of both of us and save her the trouble of repeating everything you say.”
“I don’t believe it’s either of your business. It’s mine and mine alone.”
“See?” Quin said, looking over at Teagan. “I told you she hasn’t told the father.”
I struggle to stand up.
“Where are you going?” Teagan asks.
“Away from you guys.”
“You’re not going anywhere,” says Quin, standing up too.
I’m finally on my feet and fuming. “How dare you!” I have my hands on my hips and I’m practically spitting I’m so angry.
“How dare I what? Speak the truth? Hurts sometimes, but
I’m not going to open my eyes. Someone is here, but maybe they’ll leave if they think I’m sleeping.
More noises come. Someone is sitting down in the chair near me. I try to keep my eyes from fluttering under my lids, but it’s impossible. If I weren’t so darn big, I’d roll over and give them a view of my big butt, but moving is a major operation at this point in my life and there’s no way I’d be able to play possum and get away with it.
I breathe slowly and deeply, waiting it out. Maybe this person, whoever it is, will get the hint and go far, far away.
Yeah, right. And maybe pigs will start flying and we’ll be able to order bacon take-out.
My eyes open slowly and take in the situation. Quin is on my right. Teagan is on my left. They’re both staring at me with straight, serious faces. It’s more than unnerving. They’re almost never serious like this unless they’re in the lawyer’s office.
“What?” I say. “Who died?”
“Nobody. Yet,” says Quin, staring me down.
I roll my eyes. “I’m so scared.”
“You should be,” says Teagan. “You’ve been acting like a serious turd mobile and without us you’d be in a homeless shelter.”
I get up slowly, using my left arm to leverage myself into a sitting position. “Well, don’t candy-coat it,” I say, torn between being angry and ashamed. There’s just a little too much honesty going on right now for comfort. I’m afraid I’m about to hear about all the terrible things I’ve done, being ungrateful at the top of the list.
“What’s this all about?” Quin asks, waving the paper around. “Colin says you had to do an emergency run to the clinic? Why didn’t you call us?”
I hold my hand out for the paper, which she gives to me. “I just had a pain, okay? It was no big deal.”
“That’s not the way he explained it over the phone,” says Teagan.
“Who cares how he explained it? He’s not in charge of me or my health.” I know I sound childish, but I can’t help it.
“He was nice enough to bring you to the clinic,” says Quin. “What would you have done without him?”
I refuse to answer. These two are like my conscience speaking out loud, and it’s highly irritating.
“Listen, we don’t mean to be riding your ass, but we need to get some things straightened out, here. We’re about to move into our new place, and I want things to go smoothly and for there to be no misunderstandings about what’s what.” Teagan is looking at me. I’m supposed to be her roommate there too.
Since I don’t really disagree with her, I relax a little. “Fine.”
The two girls exchange glances and then Teagan speaks. “Who is the father of your baby?”
I try to school my features to remain bland, but the heat in my cheeks makes it not nearly as effective as I want it to be. “That’s none of your business,” I say, my voice only wavering a little.
“It kind of is our business,” says Quin. “Or at least Teagan’s business. And whatever you tell her she’s going to tell me, so you might as well say it in front of both of us and save her the trouble of repeating everything you say.”
“I don’t believe it’s either of your business. It’s mine and mine alone.”
“See?” Quin said, looking over at Teagan. “I told you she hasn’t told the father.”
I struggle to stand up.
“Where are you going?” Teagan asks.
“Away from you guys.”
“You’re not going anywhere,” says Quin, standing up too.
I’m finally on my feet and fuming. “How dare you!” I have my hands on my hips and I’m practically spitting I’m so angry.
“How dare I what? Speak the truth? Hurts sometimes, but
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