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Lena;
“Lena!” My mother called to me excitedly, opening her arms out wide for a hug.
“Hey.” I said slowly, forcing myself to smile as I climbed up the stairs leading to my parents’ apartment and hugging her.
“How are you?” She asked, not removing her arm from around my shoulder before we walked into the foyer.
“I’m grand, Mom.” I said sarcastically and slipped my shoes off.
“I know, honey. But now you get to stay with us again!” She grinned and led me into the kitchen where the scent of marinara sauce and beef made its way to my nose.
“Hmm, let me guess…lasagna?”
“Please, Lena, can you just try to tone down the excitement a little bit?” My dad asked with a smirk from in front of the oven.
“Hi Dad.” I smirked back and sat down on the counter.
“How’s it going?”
“It would be going great if you two would stop asking me that.” I sighed.
“Hey, you know that-“
“You know what we should do?” My mom suddenly interrupted, walking into the kitchen. “We should take a vacation to Greece.”
I rolled my eyes. “Like you guys can afford that.”
“Excuse me but Lena, don’t you want to go visit your native land?”
I snorted at how ridiculous that sounded. “I’m pretty sure my seventeen year-old birth mother was not Greek, Mom. She just named me Lena.”
“It’s okay.” She shrugged and walked back into the dining room.
“What’s her deal?” I asked my dad. My mother was a person who got overexcited with everything, but this was just slightly abnormal.
“She just likes having you back home.” He replied.
“We live in the same city…”
“Doesn’t mean we get to see you all too often.” He replied nonchalantly and I bit my lip. It was true; I didn’t go visit my parents enough. We weren’t exactly close when I was younger but they did everything for me. I just never seemed to notice.
After dinner, I walked up to my old bedroom and sat down on my bed with a sigh. The last month had been a blur. I had almost slept with my ex-boyfriend while still dating Reid, graduated from college, broke up with Reid, moved out of his apartment I hadn’t even finished moving into yet, quit my job and eventually did sleep with Nick. It wasn’t until then did I solemnly swear to myself and him that I didn’t want anything to do with him. Not for now anyway. And where was I now? Oh yeah, my old bedroom at my parent’s apartment, also known as my new home until I can find myself a suitable place to live.
Sighing at my pathetic excuse of a life, I got off my bed and walked over to the small pile of things I was able to grab before leaving Reid’s apartment. One of those things was a box of my favorite photos I had taken over the years, most of them candid shots. I lifted the lid off the top and started grabbing random pictures. The first just so happened to be a picture of Reid at one of our friend’s parties. He had an adorable smile on his face and our friend’s puppy in his arms. Everything about this picture was natural yet totally perfect. I shook my head and sorted through the rest of the pictures. A majority of them were of my friends, people on the streets, or just landscapes. It wasn’t until I saw a picture of me turned to the side, showing off my stomach and smiling awkwardly at the camera that I started to think of the past few years and take a walk down memory lane.
[Flashback; 3 years ago]
"Alright, now turn a little to the left and look at me." Nick smirked from behind the camera and I rolled my eyes.
"There's no point to this." I said and pulled down my shirt before he could protest. "I'm not even showing yet."
"It can be one of those weekly things." He suggested with a joking smile.
"Those are so cheesy though." I replied and climbed onto the bed next to him. "Why can't this whole pregnancy thing be as chill as possible?"
"Because this whole 'pregnancy thing' is a big deal, Lena. Why are you acting like this?" He asked me but he didn't sound mad.
"I'm not acting like anything...I just don't want to be like every other pregnant woman in the world who's way too excited about everything."
"I think that you have every right to be excited, it's an exciting thing."
"How would you know?" I questioned him.
"Because I'm excited! Jesus, Lena what is your deal?"
"I'm scared, Nick." I muttered and leaned my face into his chest.
"Why?" He asked me, pushing my hair back and wrapping his arm around me.
"Because I've never even held a baby before, let alone be around one and I'm going to be a mom in less than 7 months." I said, almost shuttering at the thought.
"But Lena that's okay. It'll come naturally. I mean come on, they're going to have us as parents...how bad can they turn out?"
"Maybe they'll turn out like you." I smirked up at him.
"Let's hope not." He smirked back.
I closed my eyes and put my hand on his chest, trying not to worry too much about this baby growing inside of me. But I relaxed when I realized that Nick would be there for me the whole time and that we were in this together, as cheesy as that sounded.
"Lena, you're going to be fine. You have absolutely nothing to worry about." He reassured me. "I love you and I love our baby. It's going to be all good."
"All good in the hood." I smiled and propped myself up on my elbows so I could face him.
"We should name our baby Stella Blue if it's a girl." He said suddenly.
"Like the Grateful Dead song?" I replied.
"Yeah." He smirked.
"That song is depressing. I don't want our baby named after a sad thing."
"Well forget about the song, it's a cool name."
"No." I shook my head and laughed.
"Caroline?" He suggested.
"No."
"Barbara Ann then." He said, clearly choosing names based off of songs.
"Nick, no."
"Phoenix. That would be one badass baby."
"Stop." I laughed. "We don't even know if it's a girl."
"Then Chester if it's a boy."
I just glared at him.
"Winston?"
"Shhh."
"Well fine, I guess we're stuck with Nick Jr." He smirked.
"Fantastic." I said sarcastically and leaned my lips to his, finally shutting him up.
[Present]
I threw the picture back into the box, kicking it away and leaning against the edge of my bed.
“I need to get a job.” I muttered to myself and it was true. I needed to get a job at a gallery and a new apartment. No more men in my life.
But maybe a puppy instead.
