The Good Life

Izzy

I think I was starting to get the hang of this pregnancy stuff. Well I didn't really feel pregnant because my stomach still looked the same. I did have weird cravings and wild mood swings, but I got those while I was on my period. Speaking of cravings I was craving cotton candy right now. I went downstairs to tell Papa I was leaving. I should have asked him to get it for me since he needed to get out of the house. He hasn’t left in a day or two.

I found him in his room wrapped in a blanket on his bed. He looked so lonely since Daddy wasn't here, but he was too stubborn to call and ask him to come home. They couldn't go a month without fighting at least once so usually I didn’t take it serious. I never seen him kick Daddy out so this seemed a little more serious. I just hoped they would make up in a few days. It could be like this never happened.

"Papa I need cotton candy. Do you know where I can buy some?" I whined.

"Yeah I think they sell it at target or Walgreens in the candy aisle." He mumbled.

"Okay I'll be right back. You should call Daddy while I'm gone." I suggested. "Do you even know where he is?"

"No and I don't want to talk to him."

"Oh whatever, you look miserable without him here with you."

"I'm fine." He lied and I rolled my eyes.

"He's probably with Uncle Oli. I'm going to go over there to check on him." I told him.

"Okay I'll be here when you get back." He sighed.

He sounded so depressed, I felt like I was going to cry. I didn't want to leave him by himself, but I needed to spend time with Daddy too so it wouldn't look like I was picking sides. The mood swings were probably making this harder for me.

I went to put my shoes on and grabbed my purse and keys. I changed my mind and wanted to get cotton candy ice cream instead. I walked outside and locked the door behind me. I turned around and tried to walk to my car, but stopped when I saw Vic watching at me from his driveway.

"Izzy wait!" He called out to me as he began to run over here. I tried to quickly make it to my car but he made it over before I could pull on the door handle.

"Wait I just want to talk." He placed his hand on my door so I wouldn't try to open it.

"I don't want to talk to you so please leave me alone." I said.

"We're gonna have to talk sooner or later. We can't just pretend not to know each other."

"Yes we can, if you go back home and leave me alone." I told him and he sighed.

He was silent for a second before saying. "I'm really sorry. I never meant to hurt you." I rolled my eyes not believing a word he said.

"That's nice, Vic. Can I go now?"

"Can you at least try and talk to me? Tell me what's wrong and I’ll try to fix it."

"Well for one I'm pregnant by an asshole which means this kid is going to be half asshole." I said childishly and he rolled his eyes. "Two, you don't seem to care that I'm pregnant which means I have to deal with this mistake that we both made. Three, when I tried to call you to tell you that I was pregnant your girlfriend answered and told me not to call you again-"

"-I don't have a girlfriend." He said sounding confused.

"Danielle?" I questioned and he looked shocked. I didn't want it to seem like I cared but I kind of did.

"Oh um shit. We aren't dating again, she just came to visit me." He explained.

"That's not what she said."

"Well she lied." He explained.

"So nothing happened between you two while she was here?" I asked and he looked down.

"Well no I admit I did sleep with her once, but it didn't mean anything." He said and I laughed.

"I honestly don't care anymore." I lied. I was actually pretty hurt. "Like you said 'it's just sex.'" I repeated what he told me the morning after I lost my virginity to him.

"No I didn't mean it like that, I promise. When I said that I meant weren't forced to be together because we did it. And Danielle and I only had sex because we were drunk, I'm pretty sure she was drunk when she talked to you on the phone. We don't have feelings for each other. I felt super guilty after it happened, like I needed to apologize to you."

"Well you don't have to. Now if you'd please so kindly get out of my way." I said.

"Can you please just talk to me? I really want to make things better between us. At least tell me why you hate me?" He asked as he threw his hand up.

"I literally just gave you three reasons."

"Yeah but I want to know how I can fix that and you're making it hard."

"You don't have to. Vic seriously go live your life. Go be a rock star and do all the wild crazy things you've always wanted to do. I don't need your help. You don't have to act like you want to be a part of this kid's life. I'd be more than happy to keep pretending like you don't exist. I literally couldn't care less."

He looked taken back by what I just said and moved his hands from my car. I opened my door to get in and he stopped me.

"I really am sorry for everything, Izzy." He said sincerely. I nodded my head and continued to get in my car. He took a step back and watched me pull out of the drive way. I looked back in my review mirror and saw him still watching as I drove down the street.

Maybe I was too mean. Was it just my hormones? I didn't know anymore, I couldn't tell what was really me and what was the pregnancy anymore. I was starting to scare myself.

I went to Walgreens so I wouldn't have to deal with all the people in Target. I bought my pint of cotton candy ice cream and I left the store to go to see Daddy.

I still couldn't shake the feeling of guilt I felt for Vic. I know I had a right to say everything I did, but it did seem like he was trying to make amends. Maybe I was too harsh? I probably should have actually tried to work things out with him for the kids’ sake. Or maybe it didn't matter. What if he was just saying that so I wouldn't try to ruin his career? If it got out that he got a sixteen year old girl pregnant, the band would be over before it could really start. Or maybe I was overthinking this entire thing. What if Vic really wanted to be a good father for the kid and I was keeping him from that?

I didn't trust my own opinions anymore. I needed someone else's, but all my family would be biased. Lynn was probably the only person who would tell me if I was doing everything wrong with Vic. She usually didn't sugar coat things or tell me something that I wanted to hear. She even talked me into telling our other friends that I was pregnant because they were going to find out anyways.

I felt guilty when I told Kellin. He looked at me like I stabbed him in the heart. We've talked since then and he seems pretty understanding now. He even offered to take me to my second doctor’s appointment if my parents couldn't since it was during school time. Maybe I should ask Vic to go instead so we could try to smooth things over for the baby's sake.

I made it Uncle Oli's house and Saw Daddy's car was outside. I rang the doorbell and Uncle Oli opened the door and let me in.

"Hey! Are you here for visitation hours?" He joked and I laughed.

"Yeah where is he?"

"In the living room." He told me. I asked him to grab me a spoon and I went to look for my Dad.

When I walked in the living room he was sitting the couch watching TV. He hadn't shaved so he had this advanced five o'clock shadow look going on.

"Hi Daddy." I said and sat next to him.

"Hey! Sorry I probably look a mess. I haven't shaved in a day or two." He apologized and rubbed his face.

"You look fine don't worry about it." I said. "So how's life been?" I asked him.

"Kind of lonely. I miss you and Jack like crazy. But I'm super happy you actually stopped by to see me." He said and smiled.

"I miss having you at home too. It's too quiet with you gone." I said and he chuckled. I purposely left out Papa, I didn't want to upset him by talking about Papa more.

We were silent for a second and then Uncle Oli brought me a spoon. "Are you eating ice cream for lunch?" Daddy chuckled.

"Yeah I needed!" I exclaimed.

"There's a difference between need and want, Babe."

"I know." I laughed. "Where's Aunt Hannah?" I wondered.

"She went to buy a new tattoo gun." Uncle Oli rolled his eyes. "How have you been?"

"Um fine I guess. I'm starting to get weird cravings and bad mood swings, but I'll live." I said.

"At least you're not showing yet." He tried comforting me.

"Yeah I think I'm going to wear sweat shirts and sweat pants when I do so I won't have to look at myself like that." I joked.

"It won't be that bad." He said.

We all watched a little bit of TV quietly. I could see, out of the corner of my eyes, Daddy playing with his fingers idly. He always did that when he was thinking hard about something. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before sighing.

"So has your father said anything about wanting me to come home?" He asked nervously. It made me sad to see how scared he was of my response.

"No not verbally, but I can tell he wants you home he just won't admit it." I told him.

"I want to go talk to him but I don't want to fight anymore. I just want to come home." He laid his head on his hands.

"We both want you to come home too. Just come and tell him that, I know for a fact he feels the same way."

"Do you think I should call him first or just go over there?" He asked.

"Definitely just come over. He won't answer the phone if you call him."

"Okay I'll try work up enough courage to come home tonight and see if he'll talk to me." He planned.

"Well shave first so he doesn't think you're some random homeless man breaking into our house." I joked and Uncle Oli laughed with me.

"Whatever it isn't even that bad." Daddy laughed too. He rubbed his face and pouted. "Maybe I should leave it. I think he likes it when I'm like this. Maybe it'll help me when him back."

"Yeah whatever you think will help. I just want you both home so we can have everything go back to normal." I complained.

"I know. I'm sorry, Angel. I hate that it went this far this time. I really don't like putting you in this position." He said.

"It's okay."

“Hopefully I’ll be home tonight.”

Notes

I'm uploading my new story today! It's going to be "What's My Age Again?" and it's Jalex of course with a little bit of Kellic. Here's the link:
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