I Don't Know What To Do.

"Sandy you have practice!" I groaned and rolled out of bed. I heard footsteps trail upstairs. I fixed my hair and darted to the bathroom. "Sandra! Are you all right?" I finished and wiped my mouth. "I'm fine ma." "I think I need to bring you to a doctor..." "No, no, no! I'm fine." "Whatever you say." She left the room. I brushed my teeth and started to throw up again. I groaned as I finished. She let me miss all the other weeks because of Evie but she woke up. I have to tell her I'm already showing! And thank god I've been smart about swiping the bills but we need a way to pay them. Well I'm not getting a job I am the one carrying the baby. And I have my 5 month check up tomorrow. I got my uniform out, and attempted to put it on. The top didn't fit and my bare baby bump was showing. I need a way to get out of it. I have to tell them the guilt is killing me. I can't they'll kick me out or send me away. "Mom, Taylor's giving me a ride to practice!" "Okay honey!" I put on a dress and put on a cardigan. I put my shoes on and left through the window. I got my cellphone out and called Soda. "Hey,can you pick me up?" "Yeah." I paced behind the bushes just thinking about the baby. 14 weeks, 14 freaking weeks. I shook my head in disbelief. I stopped for a moment and felt something in my stomach. I felt another one and started panicking inside. I saw his car pull up and I got in. "Wow I didn't notice how big you are." I playfully shoved him as I got in the car. "We need
to tell them soon my mom is expecting things." He stayed silent and ran his fingers through
his hair. "Where are we going?" "The hospital." "For?" "To see Johnny." "You haven't seen Evie once she's in worse condition." "How bad is she?" "I can't. It's too hard." I felt it again and hunched over. "Whats wrong?" He out his hand to my stomach and felt it. A huge grin was on his face. "The baby's kicking." I sighed in relief and he pulled up to the hospital.
"Torres." "Room 115." I opened the door and turned on the lights. I heard an annoyed voice. "Turn them off!" Soda flipped on the lights. Her face was still torn, had deep gashes, huge bruises, and stitches. She had huge casts on her body. "How are you feeling?" "I've been better. Johnny visited earlier." "Really? How is he?" "I don't know. He's at least allowed to get out of his room." "When can you? You know at least walk around?" "I don't know I have at least 6 surgeries to under go." "Steves been here everyday. I don't know why I look so ugly." "You were also stabbed in the stomach, jumped, and hit by an SUV you can't walk off looking like a model. Just be lucky you're not fat." "Hi babykins." "Babykins?""Shut up that's our name for the little nugget." He laughed we both joined in and Evie got into a couphing fit. Tears fell down my face, what happens if she doesn't make it? The doctors came in and told us to leave. I wiped the tears off my face Soda hugged me. We saw Johnny for a little bit then went home. Darry walked through the door and Soda held my hand. "Sandy, it's time."