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Happiness

Happiness is that feeling that comes over you when you know life is good and you can't help but smile. It's the opposite of sadness. Happiness is a sense of well-being, joy, or contentment. When people are successful, or safe, or lucky, they feel happiness.

That's how I was feeling when I woke up in the arms of the father of my future baby.

The negatives of this?

I woke up in completely cold on the grassy ground, that was saturated from the morning dew.

I spit out the grass that somehow ended up gathered in my mouth and cringe. Jake lays still, clearly asleep and I yawn moving away from his stench.

Today's the day, the day I will be bringing Jake to my house to see everyone. When I say everyone, I mean everyone. Mum, dad, nick, Titus, Emberly, Aidan, Landon, Chris, Jarrad, Amalia, Mike and Nova. The old initial group, no wives and no kids.

With that thought my heart pumps in my chest wildly and I accidentally step on Jakes balls, effectively waking him up with a groan. "What the f*ck? How did you stand on my d*ck?" He grumbles at me.

"I don't know!" I exclaim. "Get up, today's the day!" As soon as I mention this, he is up in an instant and he even has the audacity to run to the house without me.

He seriously left me behind?

Scoffing in disbelief, I waddle to the house. By the time I actually enter the house and grab a cup of water, he is already ready.

Then you'll witness me getting ready. Saying I'll be ready in half an hour when realistically, I'll be ready in an hour and a half.

"How are you ready already?" I ask.

"Well it did take you about ten minutes to actually walk here," he then proceeds to flick of the grass that is on my ass and back.

"Thanks so much for waiting. You're gonna he such a good father, aren't you," I sarcastically respond to him. He seems offend by what I just said. His mouth is dropped open and he's giving me a 'no you didn't' look. Instead of pressing on with the same topic when I could be getting ready, I ignore him and walk to the bathroom to shower.

After having a 10 to 15 minute shower, I get out and get ready. Due to not living here or being with him for a while, none of my clothes are here. So I just throw on a shirt and boxers. Now that I think of it, this will probably make my family hate Jake even more. Their little girl wearing a boys clothes and having sex. Now that I've really analysed everything, this is a bad idea and Jake is probably going to get gutted.

I walk out of the bathroom and Jake drops his mouth open and shakes his head. "You're not showing up to your house like that. That's a way to make everyone hate me even more than they already do. I bought clothes ages ago, here's the bag and chuck shit on," he shrugs. I giggle at his whole statement, everything he said was rushed and panicked.

"Yes sir," I salute him and wonder off with the bag. I decide to choose a black relaxing dress that flows. Nice and comfortable. I put on minimum makeup because I mostly can't be stuffed.

"Faye, are you ready yet?" He asks walking into the room. He looks me over a few times and whistles. He comes by my side and grabs my hips while pressing his front against my back. I turn my head back to kiss him on the lips briefly.

"You're so impatient," I giggle.

"Well I'm shitting bricks at the moment," he grumbles and grabs my hand softly. Jake acts as if he doesn't care a lot about anything, but he does. He's soft at heart.

Rolling my eyes, I pull him out of the room and to the car. We might as well get this all over and done with, maybe there's nothing to stress about. Maybe his d*ck will still be attached to him after this. Possibly not, though.

As he drives us both to my house, he nervously twiddles his fingers against the steering wheel and takes deep breaths. The ride is silent, which clearly makes him overthink more than is needed. It's not my fault though that he ended up being an asshole, shot my dad, left me and now my entire family possibly wants to murder him. He brought this all upon himself.

"Faye, I don't think I can do this," Jake looks at me as we both sit in the car. Neither one of us get out, mostly because I'm trying to make sure Jake won't vomit before he even exits the car. "I think I'm gonna vomit," he announces.

A knock on the window echoes, Jake screams loudly and I jump looking at my side of the car. Mum is crouching, squinting to see who is on the drivers car but still proceeds to wave like a lunatic. I face palm.

Jake swallows loudly, after muttering 'pussy' under my breath I decide to finally open the door- trying my best not to slam the door onto my mother's face. She hugs me tight and inspects me from head to toe, "I didn't know where you went. You didn't send a text or even give me a call. Where were- oh......" she stops her rambling when she sees Jake and frowns.

He awkwardly gets out of the car and gives her a little wave. The worst thing of all is that he trips and lands on his ass. If anything this is saving him. Mum snorts but then is quick to recover her composure. Jake stands with bright red cheeks, I smile and laugh at him as he sheepishly smiles.

"What is he doing here? Have you forgotten he shot your father! How are you back with him?" Her face is hot with anger, I've never seen her so furious. This is going to be harder than I thought it would be.

"Mum, please hear me out. Why don't we go inside and both of us will explain everything?" I offer. She crosses her arms over her chest and gives him a look of distaste.

"Whatever," she huffs and sponson her heel to walk back to the house. Both of us follow behind, hand in hand and very nervous. It's going to be even more difficult convincing everyone to give him a second chance. If I can, they can. He broke me heart after all.

"What the f*ck?"

"What's this motherf*cker doing here?"

"You would bring him into this house."

"What the bleeping beep!" The person who shouts the last sentence was in fact, Titus.

But that's not the point. Everyone is saying something, everyone is putting their input in somewhere. No one is happy that he is here, with me. No one is happy that I brought him here.

"Can everyone just shut the f*ck up?!" I snap, feeling angered. Everyone goes silent, their eyes are wide as they stand there in disbelief. The fact that they immediately snap at me is beyond annoying, so I needed to shout that. Even if it wasn't exactly appropriate.

"Faye Grace Lacuna! How dare you speak to us like that!" Mother snaps. "It's him! He's making you say all of these awful things to us," I drop my mouth open and shake my head. The worst thing a person could do is is blame another person for someone's mistakes. For example if that sounds confusing; a girl named Sam convinced her friends Tahlia to do drugs and her mum found out. In the end, it was Tahlia's choice. She knew what she was saying. Blaming another person for someone's mistakes is the wrong way to go about things.

I roll my eyes and scoff very loudly on purpose. Dad crosses his arms over his chest, prepared to stand up for mum as usual. "He shot me," he instantly says.

It's difficult to explain why he did that. No one can explain why. No one, but Jake. "If you could just let him explain that would be great," I snap.

Everyone stays quiet, waiting for Jake to speak. "Some of you may or may not know that Valentino killed my father. He was the only person who I had left and you took him from me. I had planned my revenge for ages, the original plan was to use Faye to get to you. But then I really started to love her. Still, I was blinded by vengeance and rage. I shot you out of hurt, sir- he was my father and I had already seen my mother die. I do hope you can forgive me, it would be easier that way."

I study everyone's faces, mum has a more stern look than dad does. Maybe if I mention the fact that I'm pregnant, it could soften the blow or he will actually be murdered on the spot.

Might as well tell the truth now rather than later.

"It would mean so much if you all could forgive him. I know he has made bad choices, but so has everyone. Dad, you killed mums brother. I know he was a bad person, but she still hated you and grew to love you when she came to realise he was a terrible person. I love him. It would be great if you all could grow to love him. He is after all, the father of your future grandchild mum and dad."

Gasps are heard, mums eyes widen and dad staunches closed to him and punches him with enough force that he stumbles back. I gasp, and rush closer to Jake. I knew that this would happen, no father wants to know that you've had sex.

"She's a minor! You're f*cking 19, almost 20 and she's 17!" Dad shouts. Both Jake and I look at each other, knowing he got one of his facts wrong.

"Actually, he's 20..." I know that stating that wouldn't have helped, but honesty is the best policy am I right?

Dad throws his hands in the air, Titus grabs his arm- knowing that he would probably attempt to punch Jake again. Mum starts breaking down, probably thinking she has failed as a parent. Both Emberly and Amalia console my mother whilst Nova whispers things into Mikes ear. Probably to prevent him from going and punching Jake instead of dad.

"Well the question we were all wondering got answered. Faye isn't a virgin." Landon laughs, thinking it will calm the mood, rather than realising it will spike more anger.

Chris looks at him in exasperation, "shut the f*ck up."

Landon puts his hands up in defence and sits back down on the stool. Jake holds my hand in his and squeezes it, I look up at him and sigh. I know what I want, and that's him.

I take a deep breath, "I have also decided that I will be moving in with Jake. It'll be better for the baby and I."

"I object!" Mum finally speaks. "Faye, you're still in school, you need to be here," she points to the ground and stomps.

"Mum, I graduate in like 5 months and this is my decision. Nothing you say can stop me."

"You are not 18 young lady, while you're still 17 you're under my care. Meaning that you will stay in this house under your father and I's supervision," she snaps. Nick places a hand on her shoulder and looks at me, smiling slightly.

"Mum, Jake will take care of her. She will visit, I know it's hard but just let her do this. It's her decision at the end of the day, she could either do this with your permission which is practically why she is telling you this. Or, she could just pack up her shit and leave. Just accept it, I know that it's hard," he wraps an arm across her shoulder.

Dad and mum look at each other. Titus releases him knowing that they will want to console each other. "Fine," mum agrees with a tear escaping her eye.

I release Jakes hand and walk over to my little family, hugging both mum, Nick and dad. "I love him. He's going to take care of me and if you hurt him, that's only hurting me. I'll visit heaps, but it's just great for me and the baby this way."

Mum hugs me so tight, as if she's afraid to let me go. It's always hard for a parent to let their child go I guess. Also, with Brock gone it's going to be harder for her. Dad walks closer to Jake, I'm slightly afraid he will punch him again but let's just hope not.

Instead he reaches his hand out, Jake looks at it and then shakes his hand. "Look after my daughter, shit face," dad says. I crack a smile and roll my eyes.

"I always will," Jake replies, looking at me and smiling.

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