Telling the truth part 1

Jessica's POV

As I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to Ishmael that I'm pregnant with his child. The realization hit me even bigger how am I going to tell my mom, that's when I started to have a panic attack while cry. I hear my mom calling me for dinner and when I didn't come down my mom came up in my room asking me if I'm okay. When I didn't say anything she came into the bathroom and when she saw the test her reaction was something I wouldn't think she would say "is this a joke this best be a joke." "My mom I'm scared I don't know what to do."

When she realized it's not a joke she came in and hugged me telling that "it's okay everything will work it's self out. Who's the father?" When I went completely silent she looked at me very questionable. "Who is it?" she asked very sternly "Ishmael," I said in the quietest voice I could try to make. "How and when?" my mother asked a very teenage girl like. "Remember when you let me go to that party with Jess and them." I asked knowing fully that she allowed me to go and thats when she gave me the shocking look on her face. 

"Ok we will figure this out first thing first is that you are going to tell him got it." she told me with a stern voice. "But mom i dont want to just ruin his life like that he has a lot of going for him like that scholarship he has, i dont want him to give it up for me." I say with tears in my eyes. "Now what ever decision he makes it s up to him not for you to make got it... good." she tries to say to make me happy. 

After I had a nice talk with my mom I dried my eyes and picked up the phone and called him. 

Bold- Ishmael    italic- Jessica 

"yello" 

 "I need you to come over we have to talk." I said trying to hold back my tears. 

"Whatever you have to talk about just say it." 

"Its best that you come over okay

"okay I'm on my way"

After I had cleaned myself up I heard my mom greet him, he came up and knocked on my door. "Since when do you knock on my door." I said very confused. "Since your phone call sounded very worrisome." he tries to say to lighten the mood. "So here's the thing I'm pregnant.

For like five minutes we sat there in silence, and thats when I said to him to say something just bout anything would do. "Wow i just dont know what to say" he said with a big sigh. "Who else knows?" he asked with a very worried questionable look. "Just you and my mom, how are we going to tell your parents." I asked making sure hes okay.

"Well my parents would just have to find out when the baby is born" he said with a slight laugh. "What do you mean when the baby is born?" I asked worried. "Well my parents are for a year" I then looked at him very worried. "They left last week."

That when I flipped and said "that youve been living by yourself for about a week and you didnt say anything." realizing that the mommy in me just kicked in. "dont tell me you wanted to behave all mochoue on me young boy." I said all mad at him.

"Well thats great-ish we can do all the baby stuff at your house until your parents get back then, if it's okay with my mom." I said while trying to wrap my head around things.