Fergie wasn't so sure she wanted to listen to Lucy anymore. She didn't want to think about having the baby.
1. What would happen when she did have the baby? Would she immediately go home? That was something she hated to face because she knew how angry they were with her. It would be weird and well..just sad.
2. What if she didn't even have a room to go home too? Her father swore that he didn't want her around. She'd brought shame to the family.
These were things she never discussed with Benny. It was too depressing to think about. Now Lucy's talk had left her so unsettled. She needed another month or two to decide what to do. Maybe she needed to talk to Trevor about this. But he never seemed to have time for her. And sometimes, she felt he didn't really want to have anything to do with her, anymore.
Some times, he could be who she wanted him to be. If she caught him at home at the right time. Yet there was something that told her that he had his own new routine to get used to.
"I think we should runaway." She mentioned an hour or so before the show.
"You, would like that?" Trevor winced hard as if she was asking the impossible. "I've got this ankle bracelet on, you know. I don't think so." After all, he looked pretty happy to be in his Freaknoid Riot Tee-shirt and skinny jeans.
"I mean..after the baby is born." She shrugged as if that would change everything.
"This ankle bracelet isn't going anywhere." He told her.
"Its just..you've got your sister and her boyfriend. I've got no one." She finally vessed up, even lipped.
Trevor looked at her as if he didn't have an answer for her. She knew he didn't believe it was that bad. But she could sense it. She knew she would have nothing once this baby was born.