Acadia Is Gone (MT fan fic)

Chapter Four

A/n: OMG A surprise update? I think yes. I've had this written and I was gonna wait to post it after epilogue of TMHWTA but that's taking a little longer to write than I thought so...SURPRISE!

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*7 Months Later*

Not much happened between that point and this point.

I grew larger and larger each day.

The baby was healthy and growing normally.

Her name was going to be Carolyn Rose Ramsay.

I wanted to name her after my grandmother.

Did I forget to mention that we’re having a girl?

Josh made friends with Matt Webb.

In fact, Matt became Josh’s best male friend.

Ramsay Fiction took off with out me.

And, last but not least, Josh loved coming over to sing new songs to my belly.

You’re officially caught up now.

It was summer break.

Josh’s birthday (in June) and my birthday (in early-July) had both come and passed. We both turned seventeen.

I was due in a couple of weeks, so I lay around the house most of the day.

The house phone rang, so I got up and walked to the desk.

The caller I.D. read Josh’s home number, so I assumed it was Josh.

“Hey.”

“Hey, Mickey. It’s Corlynn.” (Corlynn is Josh’s mom.)

“Hey, Corlynn. Is everything alright?”

“No. Can you come over?”

“Sure. I’ll waddle right over.” I said trying to lighten the mood.

I put on a cute pink sundress and flip flops.

I walked over to 1712 Acadia Road.

I walked into the house as if I lived there.

Corlynn sat in a one person seat while Miles (Josh’s dad) stood next to her.

Matt sat on the couch and next to him was Josh’s sister Sara. I wondered why his other sisters weren’t there.

Everybody looked like they were angry or they had been previously crying.

“What’s going on? Is Josh okay? Is he hurt?”

“Josh is fine.” Miles said reassuringly.

“Then, what’s going on?”

“We found drugs in Josh’s room. We also found a razor blade with dried blood on it. Do you know anything about why he had either of those things?”

“No, and if I did I would’ve said something.”

“We’re holding an intervention for him for him when he gets home. Would you mind staying?”

“No. Not at all.”

Sara slid over and made room for me between her and Matt.

I reached over and wrapped Matt’s arm around my waist.

I placed his hand right where the baby was kicking.

His mood instantly lightened.

“I knew feeling he kick would make you smile.”