Pregnant

Two hours later, I was in the car with my parents on the way home. It was the third time that my mother looked back at me through the car mirror until I looked back at her.

“Where were you actually before? I've been looking for you. ”Now my father also looked at me through the rearview mirror.

"I was gone for a moment and got a bowl for Ines that she needed." My mother turned backwards.

"You got the bowl? With whom? ”My father and I looked at each other.

"Um." What should I tell her now? But then I heard my father.

“With a GOOD friend.” He emphasized that, of course. My mother looked back and forth between him and me.

"Why do you say that?" She asked my father. Before he could say anything else, I answered her quickly.

" We are not together. So ... no more. ”It didn't help to hide it and besides that, my father couldn't say anything more about it, since we weren't together anymore.

"I knew it." I heard my father say softly to himself.

"Aha." My mother just said so that I looked at her confused. Why did they react so easily to it.

"Nick?" She asked suddenly. I looked at her startled.

"You ... know him?" She nodded.

“I met him today. He helped Ines in the kitchen. When I got around to helping. Ines introduced him to me and then briefly told me that she believed he was your friend. He didn't know that I was your mother and. "Now she started to laugh.

“I didn't tell him that either. I only introduced myself with my first name. ”It wouldn't have mattered if she had said the last name, as I had found out earlier that he didn't know it anyway. Because I didn't say anything, she continued.

"He's a really nice young man and he's very handsome." When she said this, my father looked over at her.

"Don't you think he's a little too old for you?" He asked, looking at me through the rearview mirror.

"He's twenty-one." I told him. I heard him sigh, so my mom looked over at him with a smile and put her hand on his arm.

"You weren't exactly the youngest when we met either."

"Hey .." He complained immediately, so that I had to smile too. My parents met in Paris, where my father used to live. My mother had just turned nineteen and my father was twenty-six. My mother always claims that he would have wrapped her around her fingers with his charm and the city tour in every corner of Paris. My father said it the other way around, of course. The two still sometimes acted like little teenagers in love and always treated each other very lovingly. Of course, I always pretended that it was bad when they were like that, but secretly I was happy that my parents were still so happily in love with each other.

"Why aren't you together anymore?" My mother's question immediately pulled me out of my thoughts and it was like a stab in my heart. What should I answer now?

"Um, I ... I just wanted it that way." My mother looked at me confused. But then suddenly she opened her eyes.

"Oh darling ... he wanted something that you actually didn't want and now. -"

"What?" I asked. She glanced over at my father and said in French that he shouldn't hear now. As far as I understood correctly.

"I'm talking about the fact that he slept with you and you." I noticed how my father braked briefly before he mumbled something to himself.

"No, no ... that ..." Why did she ask me that.

"You don't have to be embarrassed, you know, it's not always how you imagine it." Oh maaaan this conversation was going in a completely shitty direction. I had to change that immediately.

"Man mom we don't have ..." I said quickly.

"No?" She seemed really surprised.

"I've never ... okay? I am not ready for it yet. Okay? ”My mother nodded and my father mumbled again that my mother put her hand on his shoulder and smiled.

“Why aren't you together anymore?” She wanted to know more curiously. I sighed. After all, she wouldn't give up any rest.

"He had problems ... and he had to deal with that first and at some point I couldn't see anymore and I finished it." My mother nodded.

"You mean drug problems." My father and I both looked at her in shock in equal measure.

"Take a look at the street, honey." My mother said without looking away from me.

"Now don't look like that ... he's a friend of David's, isn't he? And Ines has already told me a few stories about him and his friends. ”Ines knew about it and didn't say anything? As if she had heard my thoughts, she replied.

“Ines has her way of dealing with it. She is glad that David told her and on the move she trusts him to watch out. She thinks if she would forbid him, then he would do it all the more. ”I just nodded.

“What about Jess? We think she's a great girl ... a little crazy but lovable. ”My father nodded in agreement.

"Or this Sven?" She asked me.

"Um ... Jess doesn't really do drugs. She used to smoke with the boys from time to time, but since we became friends she doesn't do it anymore when I'm with them. And Sven was a real stoner earlier than he was at my school. He looked really bad but now he only smokes when he's at a party. ”My mother nodded again. Now my father said something too.

"I always thought drug addicts were dirty and looked sick and thin ..." He thought, apparently, out loud. I watched my parents and just waited for the question if I would take something too, but it didn't come, so I did it myself.

"Why don't you ask me if I've already taken something or something ..." My parents both looked at each other briefly.

"No." was all my father said.

"You know Jolina." My mother started.

“When we decided to send you to my sister last year, we knew that sooner or later you would come into contact with it, but we quickly realized that you are not the type for it and we trust you. So there is no need to ask. “Wow, I was amazed.

"Thank you." My mother nodded. You really trusted me. I never had a reason against them not to do it, for them I was an adult who knew exactly what they were doing. I've been on my own for a long time because the two were almost never there and I could trust them too.

"But he's gone." I then said when my mother turned back to the front. Somehow I didn't want my parents to think badly of Nick.

“Been a while. That's why he was gone the last time and we haven't seen each other in a while, so I drove with him to get the bowl so we can talk. We didn't just split up in peace. ”Now my mother turned back to me.

“You broke up in an argument. But that's not good, then there are still many things between you. ”I sighed again.

" It's complicated. Actually, if you look at it that way, he broke up with me. Well he ... he told me ... that he loves me. ”Of course, my mother immediately started smiling.

"And I didn't tell him." Now she wasn't smiling anymore.

“So he broke up with you because he told you he loved you and you didn't tell him. But you just meant that you. "I interrupted her.

“I'm saying a complicated thing. Because I didn't say it, he broke up because he thought I didn't love him. After that he wanted to try it somehow, but I didn't want to anymore because too much had happened and I was completely confused. I think he doesn't want to be with me anymore because I somehow hurt him by not telling him. ”My mother nodded thoughtfully.

"But the way it sounds you like him too, so why didn't you tell him or aren't you telling him now." I shrugged my shoulders.

" I can not say it. He said it in the middle of an argument and I was so shocked about it. He's never said anything like that to me, and neither have I. I always thought he wasn’t the kind of guy for dear vows ... well

and the whole time we were together everything was so complicated and so difficult. So much happened. I think we're just too different and besides, when he's standing in front of me then I can't pronounce it, it just doesn't work. ”As much as I wanted to. I added thoughts, but Nick seemed to have finished with it long ago.

“Then finally complicate it. Make it easy. ”I heard amazing white now from my father. I looked at him confused. So that he looked at me through the rearview mirror.

“I knew you had something, it's been weeks. You were so calm and all of a sudden you were at home so often on the weekend. ”Great, they noticed it and said nothing.

"But I want you to pay attention and only do what you really want." He added very fatherly, so that I smiled at him. Then we were silent again for a while until I noticed that my parents were suddenly exchanging looks.

"Now? Don't you want to wait until we're home. ”I heard my father say softly.

"What's going on?" I asked immediately and my mother turned back to me.

"We want to discuss something with you." I nodded slightly.

"Well, your father and I have thought of something ... we want to move." I looked at her, shaking my head.

“No, not again.” I didn't want to move away again, back to a strange city, new people. I didn't feel like it anymore.

“Let me finish. We don't want to go anywhere. You know how much I miss Ines and want to see her more often. ”I frowned until my mother started to smile.

"Are you telling me that we are moving to Ines?" I asked, completely confused.

“Not directly, we won't move in with her, but in the same town. I've already talked to her about it and she is happy. But we leave the decision up to you. We know you don't want to move again. But maybe it's a little different this time. You always have friends there and like to be there. You already know the school. Besides ... I would like to

slow down a little. ” “ Slow down? ”I asked, I had never heard of her before.“

“Yes, then I will be transferred. I will stay with your father in the company, but he will then take the outside appointments alone and I will work from the office or from home. "

" Wow, you've already thought about that very well. But ... then you will often be separated. ”Both nodded.

"We'll be fine." Said my father and my mother nodded.

“We would start looking at apartments for the next few days. Since the holidays start at the end of the week. But of course we leave it up to you, you will be the one who decides. ”I found all of this strange.

"Why all of this all at once? After all these years you suddenly want to settle down? ”I asked implausibly and saw that my parents were looking at each other again.

" What's happening? Has anything happened? ”My mother smiled at me.

“You could say it that way. Jolina ... you will soon be a big sister. "What? I just heard right. My mother looked uncertainly over at my father, who put his hand on the shot.

"You are pregnant?" I asked more stupid white. Then immediately saw her nod slightly. I had to deal with that first, so my parents would have a second child. I would then have a little sister or a little brother. I don't think that's bad. So I smiled and immediately heard my mother exhale slightly.

"To be honest, I used to always wish I had a sibling." I grinned.

The rest of the drive we talked about the baby and I loved it.