About the Story:
| The Chapters: | |||
|---|---|---|---|
| Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 |
| Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 |
| Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Special Edition |
| Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 |
| Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 |
| Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 |
| The Characters: | |
|---|---|
 Vera Lindor (née Cullen, Rose) (mama) |  Erin Rose (20-year-old, daughter, and oldest sister) |
 Charlie Rose (17-year-old, daughter, and middle sister) ↫ |  Kyree Rose (13-year-old, daughter, and youngest sister) |
 Tobin Lindor (Vera’s 2nd husband) |  Andrew Lindor (19-year-old, and Tobin’s son) |
| Wade Rose (daddy; deceased, seen in flashbacks) |  Donita Holt (Mildred Donita née Cushing, Lindor) (Andrew’s mother; Tobin’s ex) |
 Karissa Craig (friend of Andy and Erin) | Grady Jewell (friend of Andy and Erin) |
 Jaron Green (friend of Andy and Erin) | Nicolle Noland (friend of Andy and Erin) |
 Louis Cushing (Donita’s Uncle, Andy’s Great-Uncle) | Brody Cooper (Charlie’s boyfriend, ex-boyfriend?) |
POV: Charlie Rose
The old Cushing house is three stories plus an attic, although part of the house is closed up. The rooms are big and drafty, but being pregnant, I feel hot all the time. I’m eight months along now. Soon, I’ll have this kid, and there is a family already waiting to adopt him or her.
Since this ordeal came about, I haven’t felt much of anything except panic. I never should have let this happen, obviously. I’d been fearful of losing my boyfriend. How could I tell him? Would he still love me? Would we get married? What was going to happen to us?
Finally, I told him everything as we sat in his car one night. His reaction was my worst nightmare.
“You’re a slut,” he’d growled at me as if I’d done this terrible thing on purpose. “I never want to see you again.”
He broke my heart but all I could do was go inside and act like everything was normal. Once I got to my room, though, I sobbed and sobbed as quietly as I could. Mama knocked on my door. I couldn’t ever tell her the whole truth. So, I said I was fine but that we’d broken up. She didn’t push it, and I started crying again when I heard her soft footfalls go back down the stairs.
That was the moment, I had never felt more alone in my life. I couldn’t tell my own Mama, the one person I should have been able to run to. Not because of how angry she would be, but because she would be so disappointed in me. I just couldn’t got through that. So, I went to the only other person I thought could help me. My sister.
Erin hasn’t lived with us for a long time. She went off to college thanks to our new step-father, who is footing the bill. And during the summers, she’s been working with Donita on her political campaign. Donita is my step-father’s first wife, and because her son (our step-brother) lives with her and he and Erin became such good friends, Erin lives with Donita now, too.
So, yeah, I told Erin about my “problem” instead of Mama. Erin has her faults, like she is super bossy, but she really came through for me. Donita has an uncle who is a powerful senator, and I’m kind of hiding at his mansion. Sounds like a tall tale, but it’s the honest truth.
Mama and her husband, Tobin Lindor, went to Europe with my little sister Kyree. I have to admit, I’m relieved they’ve left the country. Erin has covered for me with Mama, begrudgingly, but enough to keep Mama from looking further into my situation.
I turned seventeen last month. But there were no parties or cake. Not even presents, although Erin sent me a card with some money inside. YAY money. It’s not like I can go spend it right now. Does she even remember I’m hiding?
In another month, I’ll have a baby, and I’m scared to death of what will happen. I streamed a documentary on TV about giving birth, and let me just say, there’s no good way to have a baby.
Yet, I don’t think of it as a baby. Not really. I’m too numb to feel right now, and It’s just something horrible that’s derailed my life for a while. Erin says I’m not very likable, yet, how many teens would be in my position? I’m glad she doesn’t like me right now because it means I can feel how I want to. Let her judge me all she wants. It’s fine.
All I know is, this monster is making it so I can barely wear my favorite shirt. Just look at how it will hardly button because I’m so fat.
My center of gravity is way off, and I accidentally tripped on the stairs the other day. Plus I can’t find a comfortable sleeping position. Did I mention I have to pee every half hour but what I pee couldn’t fill a teaspoon?
Because I can’t live my own life, I’ve been thinking more and more about Erin’s. She has parties with her college buddies, football games, and political parties, too, because she works for Donita. I even saw her in a magazine once. She was draped in the latest fashion and her cheeks were tinged so slightly with crimson when she realized her photo was being snapped.
Most of all, the radiant smile on her face made me angry. Why couldn’t that have been me?
Oh, yeah, because I’m stupid.
I sit here and wait, watching the pond, waiting for horrific labor pains to start.
Someday, though… someday soon, I’ll live my life again.
Special thanks to Bee (Poses by Bee) for editing this story.
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40 comments
Santa Claus is coming to town, Kymber.
Right on, my friend! 🙂
Charlie is a very complex individual. One who has been influenced by the loss of a father too young, poverty and a mother that was not overly affectionate herself. She displays traits often talked about when the popular concept of middle child syndrome is discussed. You can easily see how she is being formed into the person she currently displays.
One has to wonder, what her thoughts were before the actual act that resulted in this child. Did she want the intimacy, or was she fearful of losing her boyfriend then as well. His reaction to her news tells me, his life will be filled with oops and other children since he has an obvious lack of respect for women. Somewhere he missed the lesson, it takes two….
I know this birth will have a huge impact on the course of her life and personality. For now, I’m enjoying her teenage stubbornness, selfishness and self centered beliefs. I’m very much looking forward to what happens after the birth. And editing those chapters as well… : )
Thank you, Bee. Charlie is definitely all those things and admittedly acts like the middle child. Your observations are so spot on; it makes me excited to follow her story and see how this shapes her life.
I agree with your summary of the boyfriend. He doesn’t respect much and has a special disdain for females.
Thank you for your comment! Happy Wednesday!
This chapter paints such a realistic picture of teenage pregnancy, Kymber. Well written! ❤️
Thank you, Lauren! I’m so glad you think so, means a lot. 🩷🌺
You’re so welcome, Kymber! ❤️🌷
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Thank you, Jonathan!
Kymber <3 … Such good writing and really encapsulates that feeling of desperation and rejection with teenage pregnancy and the resulting tragic identity crisis to come. This is a very real statistic that puts so much hardship and struggle on our young women plus our future generations. I anticipate the next chapter and love the background! Thrilled to “see” you ~ <3 !!!
Thank you so much! 🩷🌺 I’m glad the chapter struck you this way. And it’s great to “see” you, too!
Love the new site.
Thank you, Tangie!🩷🌺
Amazing history ! Have a nice day Kymber 😉
Amazing story ..
Thank you, my friend. I knew what you meant. 🙂
🙈🙈You’re welcome 🌷👏
Thank you, Uğurcan. I hope you’re having a nice day, too. 🩷🌺
🌷🌸Thank you so much
It’s my pleasure! 🩷🌺
Interesting story! You’ve captured the anguish of teenage pregnancy so well, and I’m looking forward to reading more.
Thank you, Debbie! I’m so glad you liked it and want more. I’m going to try to keep a regular schedule of posting these chapters.
You capture the inner world so well, Kymber. I’m sure many will resonate with Charlie’s inner dialogue. I did as a son born to a teenage mother, and father to a daughter who was also an unmarried teenage mother. I want to shout out that all will be well in time, but the cascade of bad decisions will ultimately drive this narrative. It’s heart breaking and so real. It seems a parable to pay heed to.
Thank you for this. I’m glad it resonated true to reality. I like what you said about the cascade of bad decisions. There is so much more of this story to tell. 🩷🌺
The edge of my seat is getting worn out reading this story. I look forward to seeing this story unfold.
I’m so glad you’re looking forward to it.
But you think that’s bad about the edge of your seat? Someone else told me I owe her some hair dye. LOLOL
Bwaaaa Haaaa haaaa! I see it as a byproduct of reading exciting literature. I think it’s too late for me. Hair dye can’t save me from my Whitewalker from the North look. 🧙♂️😂
LOL I can see why you see it as a byproduct.
hhahahaha This is off the subject, but I miss that show.
I miss GOT too. I keep hearing there is more to come. I’m holding my breath and crossing all available body parts for good luck and another season – or two.
I hear the same and can’t wait. I’m feeling rather impatient about the return of next season’s House of the Dragon.
Yes! I wander around aimlessly checking for updates. Bring it on! I’m ready.
Right on! Bring it on!
Your writing is breathtakingly honest, deeply human, and incredibly brave. You captured the inner world of a girl carrying far more weight than her age should ever have to bear, yet you told it with such clarity and vulnerability that it becomes impossible not to feel her fear, her loneliness, and her hesitant strength.
The way you portrayed the old Cushing house—its draftiness, its quiet corners, its hidden rooms—mirrors her emotional state so beautifully. That subtle symbolism shows real literary instinct. And the emotional details you chose, like crying quietly so Mama wouldn’t hear, or the soft sound of footsteps on the stairs—those moments hit hard. They make the story feel real, lived, and painfully intimate.
Thank you kindly. Your comment really hits the nail on the head. Thank you for your kind words.
You’re very welcome! I’m glad my words resonated with you. Your work truly deserves the recognition—it’s inspiring to see such passion and creativity come to life.
Again, your words are so kind. Thank you for the encouragement.
Deeply heartfelt and profoundly written, Kymber. Well done.
Thank you, Suzette. It felt so good getting a chapter out. 🩷🌺
Well done, Kymber!
Thank you, Suzette! Cheers! 🩷🌺