Caitlin was shocked. She had a new burst of energy when they got there. Her parents were waiting at the train station. Hugs all around. Caitlin smiled as if there were no regrets. None at all. She was determined to stay positive. Because look at them, she thought, here parents were so happy to see her.
Soon enough, they were at her house and her room. It looked like a museum of some sort now. Her mother hadn't done a thing to her room. Still adorned with postures of Paramore and Fall Out Boy. She hated for Zeke to see this stuff, but he didn't seem to mind.
But the longer she stayed in her old room with the patchwork quilt and the pink decor, she wished her parents already knew she was pregnant.
"I should have told them on the phone." She didn't want to face them now.
"Well, I'm here, every step of the way." Zeke's eyes dazzled her. She couldn't help but smile. He sat down on the bed where all her virgin nights had been spent.
She sighed then as his finger tips touched hers. She yearned for his lips, to forget all this madness that she thought would be worse than shattered glass when her parents found out of their situation.
Just then her mom edged her bedroom door open.
"Honey, we fixed up the guestroom up for Zeke." Her mother told her.
Caitlin cleared her throat. She took a deep breath. "He's-He's sleeping with me, Mom."
"Not in this house." Her mother crossed her arms and gave Caitlin a stern look. "What you do back, back at that room of yours at college, is none of my business...but here, well, we have rules."
Caitlin rolled her eyes.
"Mom, I'm pregnant." Caitlin could barely hear herself say the words. Perhaps she was shouting.
"Oh." Her mother's one word startled Caitlin.
"Maybe, we should stay in the guestroom." Caitlin looked her room over. She was a grownup and she didn't need to be reminded she was still a child. "The bed's bigger." She doubted her mother had changed her sheets even.