▽ Colors By Halsey

               ➣ twenty

''You wanna talk about it?'' Alice asked softly. We were both in my room, laying down in my bed while we heard nothing but the heavy rain tapping the window from outside.

I shook my head and took a deep breath. ''I'm a good mom right?''.

She sat up and looked down at me with her eyebrows scrunch together. ''What do you mean?''.

I rolled my eye's, anticipated for the answer. ''Just answer the question''.

''You're a fantastic mom. That girl has confidence, is always respectful and friendly to everyone. Hell even for a three year old, she's pretty damn smart'' She spoke. I smiled to know the image my little girl gets.

Natalie's words just kept replaying in my head.

''The Apple Doesn't Fall Too Far From The Tree And Ariella Is Gonna End Up Making The Exact Stupid Decision You Made''.

I will make sure Ariella will never make the same mistake I made. Because the second I held that little girl at birth, I was instantly in love. I instantly knew that I would make sure that every step she takes in her life, she wouldn't regret it or label it as that one big mistake.

It bothers me how Natalie had the audacity to critique my parenting when she only remembered the fourteen year old me. She obviously hasn't understood yet that once you have a child, they change yourself and maybe even you're perspective of things.

''Don't listen to what anyone says Juliet. I don't know what happen, but when someone knows you're a teenage mom they start to doubt you. Don't listen to it because you know you're a amazing mom'' Alice reassured.

I smiled a genuine one and nodded.

''I'm hungry'' I stated abruptly. Alice snorted and my randomness that was followed by a laugh.

''There's about three left over chinese food containers in the fridge?'' She suggested. My eye's widen in interest as we both dash out of the room.

× × ×

I flipped my eggs around the pan to double check if they were cook when a pair of arms wrapped around my waist.

''Morning'' He whispered. His incredulously deep and husky voice sent chills down my spine as he swayed our bodies slowly from left to right.

I smiled a small one, turning off the stove and turned to him. My nostrils were filled with the faint scent of his cologne as I lifted my head to look at him. He leaned down, only to have his lips graze mine teasingly. A smirk crossed his face the second he notice a hint of my impatience.

''Round two?'' He whispered. He moved his lips to my jaw, leading his way to my neck.

''Stiles'' I moaned.

''West!''.

My eye's shot open the second I heard something slam. Finstock stood in front of the class, watching me as if I had boogers all over my face.

But it wasn't only Finstock. It was everyone in this class. I turned to see Lydia giving me the total what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-you look.

''Are you done? Because I can't work if I have a sexual desired student. Not what I signed up for'' Finstock stated, increasing the heat that rose to my cheeks as I sunk further into my seat.

× × ×

''A Sex Dream In The Middle Of Class!'' Lydia exclaimed as we stood in the girls bathroom.

I slapped my hands against my thighs. ''I wouldn't say just in class!''.

Her hands reached up to her head as her jaw had fallen.

''How long has this been happening?'' She questioned, attempting to lower her voice.

I winced, predicting her reaction as to what I am about to say. ''A month''.

''Oh my-''.

She leaned against the wall and rubbed her forehead.

''I can't help it. I'm a teenage mom, key word, teenage'' I hissed.

She shrugged. ''There was the online-''.

''Lydia!''.

Spastic, she waved her hands and sighed.

''Juliet, I love you and all but you are in deep'' She chuckled nervously at the end.

''No Shit Sherlock!''.

She shook her head while watching me lean my back against the counter. I threw my head back and sighed. ''What am I gonna do now?''.

''Here's something, and this is totally new to you but uh.. Tell The Truth!'' She exclaimed, slamming her hand against the counter.

''Gee you truly have forgotten we got Malia'' I remarked.

''Juliet. Tell him about Ariella. He may not have to like you like that but damn once you tell them he is a baby daddy, you have him wrapped around you're finger'' She sassed, placing a hand on her hip. She shifted her weight onto her right leg.

''No. I'm not telling Stiles anything. And neither are you''. I walked out of the cubicles, Lydia following behind as we walked in seperate directions.

× × ×

''Hey''.

''Hi'' I replied awkwardly as I let him in through the door.

''Are we forgiven?'' He asked as he stood in the middle of the living room, watching me intently for an answer. A positive one to be exact.

''Not unless you tell me what you're hiding'' I hinted, taking a step foward.

''Sorry Jules''.

''Worth a shot''. I was off for work, already knowing that Ariella was in her room playing and was most likely going to drag Stiles into dressing up.

I pressed the button to the elevator and in an instant second, it opened with Scott in it.

''What the he-'' I started but was pulled in by him.

''What's going on with you and Stiles?'' He interrogated as I pressed the button to the first floor.

My eyebrows scrunched together as I leaned against the wall. ''What do you mean what's going on between me and Stiles?''.

''I mean, what's going on between you and Stiles?'' He repeated with sarcasm added to it.

I shrugged. ''Not much. Why?''.

''There is, isn't it? Juliet you know you can tell me anything'' He reassured. I ignored him as I walked out of the elevator. He out of all people is the last to know about my predicament. He is Stiles closes friend.

If I tell Scott it's definitely over.

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Yo im getting awful with my chapters now.