Fourteen

Today was the day I go talk to my mom about her choice to join us or die. I hope she chooses us, I hate to admit it but I really needed her. I crawled out of bed slowly and threw on a clean pair of clothes and walked to the elevator to go down.

Bran was sprawled out on the couch passed out with a blanket thrown over him. Part of me wanted to jump on top of him and kiss him, but. I still needed time. Marla saying she was pregnant was a slap to the face.

"Morning." Lisa whispered frowning. "I heard what happened. We need to talk."

I nodded my head "ok."

She grabbed my hand and pulled me to a corner away from the other gang members. "I'm pregnant. Bran showed me the test Marla give him. It was mine not hers." She let out a sigh. "It was in my room, she must've taken it while we were gone. We were wanting it to be a surprise."

"So I owe him an enormous apology." I frowned looking over at bran. "I just- I don't know if I can right now."

"Take your time." She half smiled. "He cares ab