my head on the back of the couch. Shit. How in the hell am I supposed to tell Lindy that I almost had a baby with someone else?
LINDY
"Did Lucas finally knock the cobwebs off your coochie?" Tara asks, with a smile.
I don’t answer, but I do nod.
"Oh, my God! Really?" she asks in shock.
"Yeah."
Tara is bouncing around on her bed, like she didn’t just get out of the hospital this morning. "I want all the dirty details."
"It was wonderful."
She shakes her head. "Oh no, girl. I have been waiting on him to redeem himself for nearly four years. I need to know everything."
I end up telling her almost everything. Amost, just not all. Some stuff was just too personal to share. There was no way in the world that I would ever tell her that we didn’t use a condom. Not after years of me bitching at her about practicing safe sex.
I have just finished telling her that he said he loved me, when there’s a knock at Tara’s bedroom door. Abbie sticks her head in the room. "Melinda, someone is here to see you."
"Who’s here?" I have no idea who would come to Tara’s parents’ home to see me. Only Mom and Lucas even know that I am over here today.
"That Kelsey girl," she says, while scrunching her nose up. Guess Abbie doesn’t like her much either.
"Just send her in here, Mom," Tara says from the bed.
"Oh no. You are not up to dealing with her kind of poison today. I can either run her off, or Melinda can talk to her in the living room."
"I don’t want Lindy to have to deal with that bit—, I mean witch on her own," Tara explains.
I start to say that I can handle Kelsey, but Abbie cuts me off. "She won’t have to. I will be right by her side." Abbie looks over at me. "I can make her leave if you want me to, but I think you should stand up to her now. If not, she will push you around just like she did before you went to college."
I nod my head in agreement, stand up, and walk with Abbie to the living room. Kelsey is sitting on the couch. I cannot believe the way she is dressed. She has a short pink skirt that barely covers her panties. Her top has a deep V, that shows more than its fair share of cleavage, and she is wearing silver shoes with a four inch heel. She looks like she should be wrapped around a pole instead of sitting on a floral covered couch.
"What do you want?" I ask, trying to get this over with as quickly as possible.
"I want you to stay away from Luke," she says, her voice tight with fury.
"If you have a problem with Lucas, you need to talk to him not me."
"I don’t have a problem with Luke. I have a problem with you," Kelsey says, as she stands up and stalks towards me. I start to back up, because she looks like she is going to attack me.
Abbie steps between us and shakes her head. "Not in my house, little girl."
Abbie can be one bad ass bitch when she wants to be. She was a police officer when she and Chris got married, but she quit when she got pregnant with Tara. She could probably have Kelsey on her ass in less than two seconds.
"Fine," Kelsey says to her. Then she looks at me. "Did Luke tell you that he is the father of my baby?"
I can’t hold back my gasp. My God. Why didn’t he tell me? My heart starts to pound so hard that I can hear it echo in my ear. My stomach starts to roll, and I know that am going to be sick if Kelsey doesn’t leave soon. "Please just leave," I whisper.
"Get out of my house now!" Abbie shouts, as she pulls Kelsey out the door. Kelsey is screaming the entire way.
I am sitting on the couch crying when Abbie walks back in. She sits down beside me and wraps her arms around my shoulder. "Don’t cry, baby doll. That is exactly what she wants."
"She’s pregnant?" I ask between sobs.
Abbie shakes her head. "Not anymore. She lost the baby a few months ago."
I start to cry even harder. "Why didn’t Lucas tell me about it?"
"Is there a reason he should have told you something so personal? Is there something going on between the two of
LINDY
"Did Lucas finally knock the cobwebs off your coochie?" Tara asks, with a smile.
I don’t answer, but I do nod.
"Oh, my God! Really?" she asks in shock.
"Yeah."
Tara is bouncing around on her bed, like she didn’t just get out of the hospital this morning. "I want all the dirty details."
"It was wonderful."
She shakes her head. "Oh no, girl. I have been waiting on him to redeem himself for nearly four years. I need to know everything."
I end up telling her almost everything. Amost, just not all. Some stuff was just too personal to share. There was no way in the world that I would ever tell her that we didn’t use a condom. Not after years of me bitching at her about practicing safe sex.
I have just finished telling her that he said he loved me, when there’s a knock at Tara’s bedroom door. Abbie sticks her head in the room. "Melinda, someone is here to see you."
"Who’s here?" I have no idea who would come to Tara’s parents’ home to see me. Only Mom and Lucas even know that I am over here today.
"That Kelsey girl," she says, while scrunching her nose up. Guess Abbie doesn’t like her much either.
"Just send her in here, Mom," Tara says from the bed.
"Oh no. You are not up to dealing with her kind of poison today. I can either run her off, or Melinda can talk to her in the living room."
"I don’t want Lindy to have to deal with that bit—, I mean witch on her own," Tara explains.
I start to say that I can handle Kelsey, but Abbie cuts me off. "She won’t have to. I will be right by her side." Abbie looks over at me. "I can make her leave if you want me to, but I think you should stand up to her now. If not, she will push you around just like she did before you went to college."
I nod my head in agreement, stand up, and walk with Abbie to the living room. Kelsey is sitting on the couch. I cannot believe the way she is dressed. She has a short pink skirt that barely covers her panties. Her top has a deep V, that shows more than its fair share of cleavage, and she is wearing silver shoes with a four inch heel. She looks like she should be wrapped around a pole instead of sitting on a floral covered couch.
"What do you want?" I ask, trying to get this over with as quickly as possible.
"I want you to stay away from Luke," she says, her voice tight with fury.
"If you have a problem with Lucas, you need to talk to him not me."
"I don’t have a problem with Luke. I have a problem with you," Kelsey says, as she stands up and stalks towards me. I start to back up, because she looks like she is going to attack me.
Abbie steps between us and shakes her head. "Not in my house, little girl."
Abbie can be one bad ass bitch when she wants to be. She was a police officer when she and Chris got married, but she quit when she got pregnant with Tara. She could probably have Kelsey on her ass in less than two seconds.
"Fine," Kelsey says to her. Then she looks at me. "Did Luke tell you that he is the father of my baby?"
I can’t hold back my gasp. My God. Why didn’t he tell me? My heart starts to pound so hard that I can hear it echo in my ear. My stomach starts to roll, and I know that am going to be sick if Kelsey doesn’t leave soon. "Please just leave," I whisper.
"Get out of my house now!" Abbie shouts, as she pulls Kelsey out the door. Kelsey is screaming the entire way.
I am sitting on the couch crying when Abbie walks back in. She sits down beside me and wraps her arms around my shoulder. "Don’t cry, baby doll. That is exactly what she wants."
"She’s pregnant?" I ask between sobs.
Abbie shakes her head. "Not anymore. She lost the baby a few months ago."
I start to cry even harder. "Why didn’t Lucas tell me about it?"
"Is there a reason he should have told you something so personal? Is there something going on between the two of
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