The Confused One

Episode 8

It’s Saturday so today like every other Saturday the whole family gets together at mum and dads house for dinner.

I put on a Body fitting dress and it made my bump visible and I can’t help myself from running my bump over and over in a way not believing it’s there.

I put on a pair of flat shoes and then put a jacket over myself and left the house and drove to my parents.

I arrived to my parents and I looked to the place that I always put my car in and guess what it was occupied.

Guess who’s car it is, Lucas’s car, of course.

I park my car else where and then made my way into the house, just going in without even knocking because my parents know I’m coming.

“Hey everyone.” I said to everybody, I’m literally the last one to arrive everyone else is here already.

My parents have this really big table where we always sit at dinners as there’s like a lot of us.

I sit at a random free table and as soon as I do everyone starts picking up the dishes and putting food on their plates.

I smile with the thought that my baby will get to sit at this table with this awesome family.

We all start talking and laughing and telling each other about our weeks and everything that’s happened.

Today is the first time the whole family is together since I told them I was pregnant and like I expected they brought the baby ‘donor’ up.

“Charlotte since you used a donor means your baby will have no daddy, have you thought about getting together with someone who would like to raise the baby as theirs?” Mum asked.

I looked at everyone to see them all looking at me waiting for an answer, the one person who had a different look on his face was Lucas, instead of looking curious like everyone else he looks mad.

I brush the thought away and then answer my mum.

“Mum my relationships with men worked out terribly and I don’t want my baby to have different men in its life every time my relationships don’t work out, and I’m more than happy to raise the baby alone.” I answered and saw that now everyone looked satisfied with my answer.

Lyra asked to see my bump and then Cameron told little Elliot that I ate the baby that’s why the baby is in my tummy and little Elliot started crying.

My mum was so happy there would be another baby around again.

Cameron then told Elliot that my tummy would blow up like a ballon and at the end I would explode.

Elliot started crying even more.

We had to tell Cameron to shut up and stop bothering the little boy but it was pretty funny.

Everyone was trying not to laugh so we wouldn’t cause Elliot to be even more upset.

After dinner we had deserts.

Everyone went up for a dessert except me and Lucas, me because I was starting to feel kinda sick and Lucas well actually I don’t know why he didn’t want desert.

Lucas stood up and came closer to me, I looked up at him with confusion.

“Can I?” He asked, I was a bit confused but then I realised that he wanted to touch my bump, I nodded and slowly Lucas put his hand on my bump ever so gently and then moved his hand around in a circular motion.

He pulled away and made his way back to his seat when he heard my family all come back from the kitchen with their desserts.

After everyone was finished and after little Elliot had more food over him than in him we decided to play a board game.

We chose the game of life.

Lucas had to get children and everyone started going on him because he always talked about not having a family and was the first to get a kid in the game.

I couldn’t help but look down and think about my baby.

I also nearly wanted to believe that my family knew as everything they say makes it seem like they are taking straight at me but I know that they don’t know so.

When it started getting very late we all left and drove to our own places.

I lied in bed thinking about everything.

Wondering if one day I did get together with someone would they accept my baby.

If a person doesn’t accept my baby as they would accept me then they are going to leave my life as fast as they got in it.

I would never allow my baby to feel an less love than a baby with two parents.

My baby will get all the love in the world and I will never allow them to feel less than amazing.

I feel asleep picturing and imagining my life with a baby.