Safe

Babies Don't Shower

"Congratulations!" A woman with pale blonde hair gives me a hug and a gift wrapped in blue paper.

"Thank you, miss?" I ask, trying to figure out her name.

"Mrs. Banks, but please call me Lisa." She smiles. She looks about the age of fifty.

"Thank you." I return the smile and look around the plaza.

Megan invited all the women in the building to my baby shower: some old some young.

I look down at my stomach. "Only about five more months little guy." I rub my stomach, whispering to my baby.

"Talking to Sanders huh?" Jake walks up behind me.

"Sanders? We are not naming our baby Sanders."

"Why not? We can name him after my favorite football player." Jake whines.

"Football sucks." I smirk, sticking my tongue out at him.

"Which is why you basically begged me to take you to the Green Bay packers game." He rolls his eyes.

That was true. I love football.

"Anyways, pick any other name except Sanders!" I giggle.

"Hmm, what about-"

"Jake! Look, the baby is kicking!" I grab his hand putting it on my stomach.

Jake smiles and rubs his thumb across my stomach. "That's truly amazing."

"Okay everyone lets raise our glasses for a toast to my best friend slash sister in law Aubree Matthews!" Izzie screams over the microphone.

All the women, and a couple of men, raise their glasses; containing water, wine, and apple juice.

What? I can't drink when I'm pregnant so apple juice is close enough.

Jake helps me stand up. Izzie hands me the mic. "Thank you for coming everyone. I appreciate all the gifts and people so much because none of you know me. I can not thank you all enough."

Everyone applauses and says 'you're welcome' in unison.



"Bye, thanks for coming!" Jake, Izzie, and I say our goodbyes to everyone who came to the shower.

I get a bell hop cart and put all 29 of the gifts on it. "C'mon babe, lets go unwrap them." Jake smiles, grabbing the cart from me.

We unlock the door to our apartment and start unloading the gifts from the cart.

"Okay, there's the last one." Izzie hands me a box wrapped in silver paper.

"There are so many gifts. I don't wanna unwrap them all." I groan, falling on the couch.

"Well Cory will be home soon so he can unwrap them." Jake chuckles, sitting beside me.

"Honey I'm home!!" Just then Cory walks in the door. How ironic.

"Speak of the devil." Izzie winks at us.

"These are all the presents you got and you haven't opened them?!" Cory drops his lunch pail and sits next to the gifts, giving me puppy dog eyes.

"Go ahead kid." I giggle, watching Cory's face light up.



"Well that's the last of them. At least you have a lot of diapers." Cory says looking at the huge pile of diapers.

"Yeah," I look around the gifts of pacifiers, diapers, baby vitamins, wipes, and other necessities. "I think I'm going to go lay down."

I walk away from everyone and into my room, closing the door behind me. I slide under the blankets and curl up, as tears prickle my eyes.

All these people were so nice to me and they didn't even know me. They paid for gifts for my baby. They were nice enough to plan me a shower. I am just so emotional.

I can not believe I've been in New York all this time and David hasn't talked to me this whole time. It's been almost half a year. How could a 'father' do that to his only daughter?

I wipe the tears from my eyes, feeling all kinds of emotions: sadness, betrayal, hurt, everything.

I want to cut. It's the only thing that can help me right now. I crawl out of bed, searching the room for something to cut with.

I find some box cutters in the drawer on the beside table. I slide them open and start putting the blade to my wrist. I stare at my skin and at the blade. My emotions and thoughts running wild.

"Aubree don't!" Jake runs through the door and the blade drops from my hand.

I stand there my mouth slightly agape.

"Aubree! Are you okay? Why were you about to cut!" Jake frantically shakes me. I feel him and hear him but I'm just so zoned out I can't speak.

I finally shake my head, letting the breath I was holding out, and tears start rushing down my face.

"Jake I'm so sorry! I'm sorry! I just got so emotional and then the thoughts of my dad and mom and the baby will never see his grandma and I just-"

Jake wraps his arms around me as the tears stream faster down my face. I grip my arms around his waist and sob into his chest, soaking his shirt.

"Shhh." Jake whispers softly, stroking my hair. He pulls me over to the bed and lets me sit in his lap. I bury my face in his chest, trying to sober up on the tears.

I pull away, wiping my eyes. "Jake I'm sorry.." I whisper, my voice starts cracking.

I'm so bipolar from the baby and the problems I have always had. I hate myself.

"Baby it's okay I'm just happy I came in when I did." He pulls me closer, kissing my forehead.

I nod slowly and close my eyes, rethinking what would happen if Jake didn't stop me.
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A/N: okay! This chapter is like really boring and I didn't really know what to write so I decided to make things a little emotional.

Please vote and comment. The next chapter is going to be on September 28th.

The chapter after the next will be the end of the book :(