Jenny and I walked back to her car and sat there, waiting for the rain to stop, as it would be too dangerous to drive in the rain. Jenny fell asleep, but I stayed up. The rain lasted for two long hours, but to me it felt like two years. My mind kept replaying everything that had happened to me.
How could my family abandon me like this? They didn't even want to hear me out. I was sure that the'd accept me and support me. I had never in a million years thought that the'd just kick me out of the house. Mom was always an open minded woman, who believed that we should always support the people we love the most in any situation. So, why was she going back on her word? Dad was always a very calm person, so why was he yelling and screaming at me as if I'd killed somebody.
And then Jason. The only question I had for him was why? Why, why, why?
Why had he done this to me, when I was carrying his own baby? Why did he lie about that night to his family? Why did he want to break up with me when he was also responsible for the baby in my womb? Why did he not try to defend me or tell his family that he would support me? Why did he think it was okay to walk out on me like that? Why did he not think about how I felt about all this?
I heard the rain slowly stop and I woke Jenny up. She sat up and yawned loudly, looking around.
''Man, I'm too tired to drive. I need to continue sleeping. We'll start going tomorrow. You should also get some rest. I'll go take my clothes from your parent's house tomorrow.'' she said, carelessly, and went back to sleeping. I watched her silently. She was the only one who was supporting me in all this. And I was so thankful that she was my cousin. She would help me get my life back on track, and that was the thought that got me to sleep.
The next morning, I felt the sun rays strike against the window. I stretched my arms and exhaled. It wasn't very comfortable sleeping in a car, but I had managed to get a good sleep. I looked towards Jason house and saw him get out to take out the trash. He was dressed in a jersey sweat shirt and plaid shorts.
His hair was jelled back and his skin looked golden under the sun. His muscular body made him look like a model. He ran his hand through his hair and I couldn't help but gaze at his sexiness, despite the fact that I was mad at him.
He looked towards the car and our eyes met. He stared at me for what seemed like ages, before walking back inside. My eyes filled with tears, but I wiped them.
''OK, Jenny, time to get up.'' I said, shaking her. She slowly opened her hazel eyes to stare at me. She sighed, and sat up. Slowly, she inserted her key into the ignition, and slowly turned it. The car engine roared and it seemed to make her jump.
Jenny drove out of Jason's neighbor hood. As she did, I couldn't help but feel empty. Jason was everything to me and I never thought that we'd ever split. I felt like I was leaving the most important person in my life behind. It almost made me cry, but I didn't. What made me even more emotional was when we stopped at my house. I had stayed in this house since I was ten, and the fact that I was no longer welcomed was so very painful to take in and accept.
Jenny squeezed my hand and promised that my mom and dad were just in shock, and that the'd forgive me. I hoped it was true. Jenny arrived at the doorstep and rang the bell. Grandma opened the door. She looked sad and empty, and it looked like she'd been crying.
''Jenny! Where's Sara?'' grandma asked, the moment she saw her.
''Grandma, she's in the car'' Jenny said, and grandma rushed to Jenny's car and threw open the door. She wrapped her arms around me and instantly burst into tears. I cried too. She kissed my head and pulled away from me.
''Tell me, are you alright?'' she asked, and I nodded.
''I wish I had the money to take you to Princeton and help you with the baby. But, I'm too weak and poor. '' she told me. I placed my two hands on her soft, soft, cheeks.
''Don't worry, granny. Jenny is taking me to her new house. She's going to help get my life back on track, so don't worry'' I told her as she kissed me again on my cheek.
Jenny nodded and came to join us. Grandma hugged her and then hugged me. She sighed and pulled away from us.
''Your parents have both gone out. They are both really angry at you. I can understand why they are mad, because they feel like they have failed as parents in raising you. They feel like they haven't tried hard enough in raising you. That is why they refused to listen to your explanations and then kicked you out of the house. They still love and care for you, and they'll never hate you, no matter what you do. They will come around, just give them some time to cool off.'' she told me, and I nodded a silent nod. I wasn't too sure about what she was saying, but decided to have a bit of hope.
''Grandma, I came here to take my clothes, since we'll be moving into a brand new house.'' she said to grandma, and she nodded.
''OK, my dear. Come to the room you were staying in, all your clothes are there'' grandma said, and she and Jenny walked inside the house.
I sat in the car in silence. I sighed and looked around the house. I remembered all the memories in this house, this house where I had happily grown up with my parents. Tears filled my eyes and I wiped them away. Jenny came out 10 minutes later with a white suitcase in her hand. Grandma followed closely behind her.
''OK, my children. Promise me you'll take care of yourselves and call when you reach your new house.'' Grandma told us.
''We promise'' we both said at the same time. Grandma smiled at us.
''I love you both. Take care'' she said.
''We love you too. Bye, granny'' Jenny said and started the engine, she started to drive away. Grandma and I waved each other until she and the house were completely out of sight. Jenny started driving north. She and I barely spoke, both engrossed in our own thoughts.
I started thinking about what grandma had said about mom and dad. She said they were just angry and that they would come through. Would they really come through? Dad had said I was dead to him, and thinking about made my eyes water. Did dad really mean that? Was I really dead to him? No, he couldn't mean it, he was just really angry, it didn't mean anything.
Jenny stopped her car in front of a gas station three hours later. She turned and looked at me.
''My new house isn't too far from here. We will arrive tomorrow morning. I'm tired, I'll buy some fuel and we can stay in the motel opposite for the night.'' she said.
''Oh, okay. Can you buy some sandwiches, I'm hungry'' I said, rubbing my belly.
''I'll buy you two sandwiches, so you can feed yourself and your baby.'' Jenny joked, but I didn't laugh at the joke. It was this same baby in my tummy that had turned my beloved parents against me, and ruined my dream of going to Princeton anytime soon. It was this same baby that had made Jason scream at me and then break up with me, when he promised that nothing would ever tear us apart. It's funny or maybe even crazy that someone could promise you something and then because of their own selfishness, they break that promise just as easily as they had made it, the same thing Jason had done to me.
Jenny bought the gas, and parked the car near the end of the station, she bought the sandwiches, then she and I walked to the motel. It was a little too big to be a motel, but it was neat. The room we rented was blue colored and had patterns of different kinds painted on the wall. Jenny dropped down on her bed, and was soon knocked out cold. I couldn't blame her, she had driven for nearly six hours, so she must have been tired. I couldn't sleep, not because I was sad, but because I was feeling very uncomfortable and nauseous. I didn't know why. OK, maybe because I was pregnant, but I had taken a pill before we came here. I sat up and leaned my head against the wall. I suddenly felt like puking, so rushed to the bathroom. I didn't get to the toilet fast enough, so ended up puking on the clean white tiles. I saw the pieces of the sandwich which I had eaten. Maybe, now that I was pregnant, my body started rejecting sandwiches. I sat on the floor, far from the mess I had made and tried to catch my breath. I got up and slowly stepped out of the bathroom. A maid knocked on our door and I let her in.
''Just came to check if everything is...'' she stopped and stared through the open bathroom door. I could feel my cheeks turn red.
''I'll go clean it up, ma'am'' she said, walking into the bathroom. I cupped my face in my hands and didn't stop until I heard the room door shut. I felt way too embarrassed to stay here. I rushed to Jenny and shook her.
''Jenny, time to leave. Please'' I said, the moment she opened her eyes. I explained what had happened and she understood. She and I rushed downstairs and checked out of the motel. We sat in her car and she drove off.
I looked down at my belly. Great. This thing in my stomach was the reason that maid probably thinks I'm a sicko.
We drove for hours, making small pit stops until the next day at about 8:00am, we arrived at Jenny's new house. It was a tall, three story building white house that overlooked the city. I slowly got out of the car and admired it. Jenny got out of the car, and took her and my suitcase out. She passed me my suitcase, and said ''welcome to our new house'' and opened the brown front door. She entered, while I stood outside and admired it. There was a huge garden, with a variety of flowers, there was a beautiful fountain with a statue pouring out water with it's mouth. The inside was even more beautiful.
There were four blue sofas and a white carpet. The walls were pink and orange and had little bells hanging on them. There was a shining glass table and a flat screen TV.
Jenny took me upstairs to the second floor and led me to a big room with a queen-sized bed and TV.
''When your baby's born, he or she will stay here, and you'll move to that room'' she pointed to a room right opposite the one we were in. She left me to go to another room upstairs, while I began to unpack my clothes. I took a deep breath, taking in my new house and my new life.