Because You Care

Chapter 8: Pretty Damn Good

Review! Sorry I haven't posted in weeks. I got really busy with life, so I haven't had anytime to write. This chapter is going to bring something that you may not like, if you would rather me change the chapter, tell me and I will. If you like where it's going, please still tell me!


The day after my mother had come, I was doing probably the most boring thing ever. Which was vacuuming the house, because it was my once a week cleaning day. Living with Beau had taught me that dirt could find ways to get inside, and that by the weekend we'd be living in piles of it if I didn't vacuum while he was gone. Of course, he would come back to the house after working on the ranch and the dirt would always come with him. Still, enough was enough, and I was not going to let dirt control me.

It was while I was vacuuming, that he came home. Right when he opened the door I instantly thought to my self, great there goes all my hard work.

"Hey," He smiled at me, and I flipped off the vacuum.

But I didn't ever respond because the instant my mouth opened, my stomach flipped and I ended up running to the bathroom and puking again.

After I puked up my entire stomach, I sat back and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Then Beau walked in behind me. I didn't want him to see me looking all pale and gross, so I tried to cover my face with my hair.

"Damn Chiles, are you okay?" He got down on his knees and moved the hair out of my face.

"No," I mumbled as I leaned into his arms.

"What's wrong?"

"I puke…a lot. Like every single day, and all I ever do now is get emotional. I mean how many times can I loose it in a day?"

Beau was staring at me after I finished my meltdown.

"What?" I asked, staring back at him.

"You're loosing it again." He squeezed my shoulder, and I leaned into his arms.

"I need to tell you something." I sighed.

"I'm all ears." He whispered as he kissed my forehead.

"My Mom was here yesterday."

"Wait," He looked down into my eyes. "I thought you said she was in jail?"

"She was." Too bad she wasn't. She was like a little hamster that isn't tolerable unless it's in a cage.

"What did she want?"

"Money I guess. I don't know. But she'll be back, and I don't know what to do." I started crying because if it wasn't already obvious I was once again emotionally unstable.

"No one does." He whispered.

"That really sucks." I said sarcastically.

"I know."

Beau was so sweet to me, and I was being all emotional and rude. Which made me feel kind of bad. I thought that I should apologize for my…meltdown, so I did.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" He laughed a little and I looked up so that I could see him.

"For having hormones." After I closed my mouth, he chuckled and I leaned my head on his shoulder. It really was weird though. It was like my hormones were all coming together at one time. This never happened to me before. I mean when I got my lovely gift from Mother Nature, I never got grumpy. Then again, I hadn't gotten that gift yet and it was due three weeks ago. Then it hit me, and my brain started going crazy.

I think Beau could tell that I was panicking, because he looked down at me and asked, "Chiles, what's wrong? You're shaking."

"I'm just thinking, that's all." I muttered as I started thinking through the facts.

"About what? Because you're freaking me out."

"Would you say that I've been a little more emotional then usual?" I turned my head towards him slowly.

"Should I say yes?" Beau looked at me like he was genuinely afraid to say anything. So I gave him 'the look'. "Yes. Why?" He responded before I could say anything.

"I think," I paused and turned away from Beau. I don't know what I was thinking, or doing, but I was about to stop thinking about it pretty soon. "I think," I started again. "that I'm," I paused again and took a gigantic breath. "well…pregnant."

Beau started at my face for a second before stuttering, "What?"

"I said I think I'm pregnant. I've already missed my period and all I do is puke. Plus I'm as emotional as a thirteen year old girl." I was rambling which only happens when I get nervous.

"Your sure?"

"Pretty sure." I looked at him nervously and then he did something I didn't expect. He smiled this huge grin and wrapped me up in his arms.

"Does this mean you're excited?" I asked, smiling up at him and holding in a giggle.

"What does it look like?" Beau smiled again and then kissed me. "I get to marry you and have a kid. Sounds pretty damn good to me." He hugged me again and then we started making out on the couch. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad. Yeah, actually it sounded really exciting. I was going to be a mother. I was a mother, maybe. I still had to take the test, but I was guessing that it was pretty much figured out. And for some reason, that made me happy as could be. I guess it was because this was my chance to make up for my hellish childhood, and give my own child, the best life they could ever have. Plus, I had Beau, and he was going to be the best dad. I just knew it.