Summary: A story about a girl who finds out she’s pregnant after being drunk one night with her boyfriend and all the changes it brings to her life… a story about searching for love in all the wrong places, and when you find one in the right, how unobtainable it seems.

Notes: Hey all… this is my first real shot at a longer story and the first I’ve put up on here so please be kind… This chapter is probably the shortest one I’ll put up but it seemed like the first good braking point. Small note, anything inside //s are people thinking to themselves. Well I’m done being stupid here so I’ll let you read, enjoy!

Tears pour down her cheeks like the raindrops on her window. Gazing out into the street she remember all the nights she had spent with him, all the time she’d wasted in that beater of a car… how she’d found him so attractive… But the heart wants what the heart wants, and her heart wanted him.

How had her luck landed her here? No, it wasn’t her luck; it was her own stupidity that her landed her here, this very night, these very tears… she had chosen them all. And, she had chosen this baby. Whether she wanted it or not anymore, the decisions she had made had lead her here, and there was nothing she could do about it.

//I never should have gotten in that car with him… I never should have let myself get so hammered…//

//But I was going through a lot then, I kind of needed an escape from it all… and I cared about him so much, I probably would have jumped off a cliff if he told me too.//

Regardless, it was over now, and she was stuck here, with his baby, and her own problems. Her parents would surely kick her out, but she had to tell them, there was no way of hiding it. She had to tell somebody, and she couldn’t tell Joel over the phone… that wouldn’t be fair to him.

She arose from her bed, in her darken, misshapen thing of a room. The shadows distorted all the pictures she had taken of all the places she’d been, their black and white stories manipulated by the light cast from the moon through the water droplets on her window pane. Gripping her hands to quiet their uncontrollable shaking, she moved slowly across the wood floors. Their cold penetrating her skin, chilling her to the bone, finally making her body feel like her soul.  As she came to the thresh hold of her room, she leaned against her door post, catching her breath as the rest of her body began to visibly shake, moving from her hands down to her chilled toes. Tears continued to stream down her face as made her feet, feeling like stones move one step at a time. Inch by inch across the hall, down the stairs, to her parents’ room. Her shuddered breathing came to a stop as she crossed through the door. She opened mouth, but the words wouldn’t come out…

//How do you tell them something like this?//

Her mother looking up with concern spoke coaxingly to her, “Adria honey, what’s wrong?”

Gripping the door she breathed in one last deep breath, thinking of Joel, it gave her the strength, he would always care for her, no matter what. “Mom, Dad… I have something I need to tell you...”