Aisha
I
was 13 when I met Jorge Wong, I liked him immediately. Our school prom was
coming up, so I asked him to go with me and he said yes. I tried to kiss Jorge
for the first time, but he rejected me, I thought it was over before it began.
After that incident I never expected to see him again, but on the night of Prom
he turned up in his Tuxedo, I was so happy to see him. I apologised and said
thank you to him for not letting me down for the prom. He told me he never
breaks a promise. That night we danced and ended up being crowned King and
Queen of the prom. It was the most amazing night. What I didn’t expect was
Jorge asking me to go steady. I was ecstatic, I couldn’t wipe the smile off my
face. Jorge asked if that meant yes, I nodded still smiling. I almost swooned
in his arms. We kissed and it was so amazing, it was like everything else
didn’t exist. All too soon the prom ended, I still felt like I was walking on
air. I was over the moon; I’d bagged the hottest guy on campus. Nothing could
get me down. A couple of weeks later my mum Leila and stepdad Michael won a 2-day
vacation in a hotel a few towns over. I practically shoved the adults out of
the door. I turned to my half siblings, Nathaniel and Clarissa and told them I
was going to have a few friends over and not to tell mum and Michael. We also
had another child who lived with us, Cosmo. I told the kids to tell her the
same. I phoned round a few of my friends, and of course Jorge, and invited them
over. I turned on the stereo and made sure my room was nice and tidy. Jorge was
first to arrive. We kissed passionately, it felt so nice. I had other
sensations arising that I’d never felt before, I just wanted Jorge so much in
that moment that I almost forgot about my other guests. I invited everyone in
and told them to help themselves to the leftover food in the fridge. I took
Jorge’s hand and led him away from the crowd. Let’s go somewhere a little more
private I said as I led him into my bedroom. We kissed again and I felt tingly
all over. I wanted more, I wanted to feel closer to Jorge than ever. I helped
him take off his top, then I started taking off his Jeans. I slipped my hand
into his underpants and enclosed my fingers round his length. He was hard and I
could feel his pulse racing. He unbuttoned my jeans while I caressed him and
pushed my lips hard against his searching his mouth for his tongue with mine.
He slipped his hands between my thighs and started rubbing me with his fingers,
it felt amazing. I gently guided him over to my bed and we lay down. We kicked
off our jeans and underwear. Jorge asked me if I wanted him to stop or did I
want to go further. I told him I’d go to the ends of the earth with him if he
wanted me to. He reached under my top and fingered my nipples, I moaned. I
needed to feel him closer to me, inside me. Jorge seemed a bit hesitant, I
assured him that I wanted him so badly right at that moment. I guided him over
so he was on top of me and spread my legs apart ready for him. He gently slid
inside me, checking I was ok the whole time, it was a little sore but not as
bad as I’d heard about. Maybe it was because Jorge was so slow and gentle in
his movements. He started gently thrusting in and out, I pushed against him in
rhythm with his movements. Any slight pain I had felt in the beginning
disappeared and gave way to a pleasure I’d never felt before. Jorge thrusted
faster and I kept up with his rhythm, getting lost in the heat of the moment. Suddenly
I heard shouting, Jorge and I froze. Was that my mum? Oh hell, we could not be
caught like this. Jorge and I looked at each other. Jorge pulled out as quickly
and gently as he could and rushed to get dressed. I quickly pulled on my jeans.
Jorge opened my bedroom door and ran out so that he wouldn’t be seen. Everyone
was gone, Jorge quickly slipped out the front door. I went to see where mum and
Michael were and why they were home so early. I found mum in Clarissa’s room.
She didn’t look very happy, I thought I was going to get into trouble, but she
didn’t mention anything about my friends being there. I breathed a gentle sigh
of relief. Turned out that they had got lost and ended up turning back as it
would have been too late to check into the hotel by the time they actually
found the place. That was a close call, the last thing I wanted was for mum and
Michael to find out that I’d just lost my virginity at such a young age.
The
next day when I got home from school. I invited Jorge over. Mum and Michael
were having some “grown up” time upstairs in their bedroom. When Jorge arrived,
I asked him if he would like to finish what we started the night before. He
didn’t need to be asked twice. We went into my room and I locked the door so
that we couldn’t be disturbed. We stripped off and made sweet passionate love. We
took turns being on top and when we reached climax, OMG it was amazing! I felt
him explode inside me, it was like fireworks. We lay locked together for a few
minutes trying to catch our breath, my legs still wrapped tightly around him. Eventually,
Jorge pulled out. We kissed then lay spooning on the bed and just chatted. I
couldn’t have asked for a better sexual experience. Jorge was amazing and I
told him so. He said the same about me. We did agree that maybe we should limit
the sexual aspect of our relationship due to the fact we were so young and
technically had just broke the law by having sex. We also talked about the fact
that next time it might be a good idea to use contraception as we didn’t want
to end up being teen parents.
I
was so happy over the next few weeks, my relationship with Jorge grew stronger
every day, although we didn’t spend a lot of time together as we had school and
homework to do plus Jorge did babysitting to earn a little cash, but we tried
to see each other as much as we could even if it was only for a short time. As
I started to get to know Jorge, he opened up to me more and more. I found out
he was practically homeless and sleeping between friends’ homes until he was
able to save enough to get a place of his own. He never knew his parents; they’d
abandoned him when he was little, and he’d been in foster care his whole life.
Due to the fact he was 16, the foster carers didn’t have an obligation to house
him anymore. They would have had they had enough bedrooms, but they’d been
given another child to look after on Jorge’s 16th birthday so he’d
had to leave. The supported living place that the social work wanted to put him
in was full of alcoholics and drug addicts and Jorge didn’t want to end up
being one of them. He was determined to make a decent life for himself. He and I
talked about moving in together when I was old enough to leave home. It was
something for us both to look forward to.
I’d
noticed over the last week or so that my Jeans were feeling a little snug. This
day I couldn’t get them to fasten. I made a mental note to eat more healthily.
I had recently started learning to cook so had been making all sorts of yummy
food, I had obviously been overindulging. One day I got up and had my breakfast
as usual, then I started feeling queasy. I ran to the toilet and made it just
in time before my stomach contents ejected from my body. My tummy felt rather
odd, as if something was squirming about in there. I told mum that I wasn’t
feeling well, she’d heard me throwing up. I explained how I was feeling, and
she said that maybe it was one of those 24-hour bugs.
Over
the next couple of days things didn’t improve. I started craving some strange
foods, I figured it was because I’d been eating healthily, and my body craved
food that wasn’t so healthy. Mum took me to the doctor. Due to the fact I was a
minor, my mum was able to come into the appointment with me. It was
embarrassing as the doctor was asking a lot of personal questions that I didn’t
feel comfortable answering in front of my mum. She asked me had I started my
period, I told her I had, she then asked when I last menstruated. I told her
I’d only had one period about 3 months ago Then she asked the most excruciatingly
embarrassing question that she could possibly have asked me in front of my
mother. Was I sexually active? I looked at my mum, who’d turned rather white,
then the doctor who had a knowing look in her eyes and finally stared at the
floor. I was trying to swallow back tears. The doctor reminded me that it was
imperative that I told the absolute truth. I just couldn’t stop the tears from
flowing out of my eyes, they landed in big splashes on my folded arms. I
started sobbing uncontrollably. Mum put her arm around me while she continued
to talk to the doctor. I wasn’t really listening to what they were saying but I
heard the odd word. Pregnant. Abortion. Adoption. All I could think was that my
mum was now going to know that I’d had sex. She was going to be so angry with
me. Eventually, I calmed down. I turned to my mum and told her how sorry I was.
She told me gently that it was too late to be sorry. She asked me who the
father was, and I told her it was Jorge. The doctor was 99.99% sure I was pregnant,
but she had to give me a pregnancy test to ensure that she was correct. Of
course, it turned out to be positive. I had no clue how I was going to tell Jorge
or how he was going to react.
On
the way home my mum and I had a long talk about what my options were. She
wasn’t ecstatic about me being pregnant at such a young age, but she was
willing to support me whatever I decided was the right decision for me. I told
her I wanted to talk to Jorge before making a final decision, she agreed that
would be a good idea as the baby was half his. My hands were shaking as I text
Jorge and told him that I needed him to come over immediately as I had to talk
to him urgently. He arrived at the house at the same time as mum and I. We got
out the car, Jorge looked concerned and asked if I was ok, I could feel the
tears welling up again. Mum asked if I wanted her to stick around, I shook my
head, this was something I had to do on my own. I looked at Jorge and told him
that I really loved him, but I would understand if he wanted to walk away. He
took my hands in his and told me that whatever it was he would stay with me
every step of the way and that was a promise. I thought to myself it may be one
promise that he may want to break. I took a deep breath and told him I was
pregnant. I expected him to let me go and run for the hills, instead his eyes
lit up and he threw his arms around me and whispered in my ear “I’m going to be
a dad.” Right at that moment I knew I had the best boyfriend in the world. We
walked into the house hand in hand, smiling. Mum and Michael turned to look at
us, I could see by the look in Michael’s eyes that mum had already broke the
news to him. I could also see the relief in their eyes at Jorge and I walking
in together looking so happy. The kids knew that something was going on and
were asking if everything was ok. I suggested we all sit down as I had an
announcement to make. We all sat around the kitchen table and Jorge put his arm
around me, all eyes were on me. I told the kids that Jorge and I were going to
have a baby and Clarissa would be an auntie and Nathaniel would be an uncle.
Cosmo wanted to know what she would be, I told her she could be the baby’s auntie
too if she liked, she was so happy to be part of the celebration. The kids
asked lots of question and we tried to answer as best we could. Once all the
excitement had died down, mum and Michael sent the kids off to play so that we
could talk. Michael asked Jorge what he thought of all this, Jorge told him
that he was so happy and that he was going to be the best dad in the world.
Michael, with a straight face, told him that would be impossible. Poor Jorge
looked crestfallen. Michael told him that the title already belonged to him. We
all laughed; Jorge looked visibly relieved. The poor guy thought he was about
to be banished out of his own child’s life. He asked mum and Michael if they
would mind him being around most of the time, my mum told him they’d rather him
be an active dad than an absent one. After that we both got a lecture on underage
sex and contraception. Although mum and Michael were supporting Jorge and I
with our decision to have the baby and raise it together, they were very
disappointed that we had made the decision to have sex without the proper precautions.
My mum told us it was a waste of time giving us a row this time as it wasn’t
going to change the past or the fact that our baby was already growing in my
tummy. What she did say was that if we even thought about having unprotected
sex again before I was 25, she would inflict a punishment worse than death upon
us both. Though that rule was only enforceable after the baby was born because
now that I was already pregnant, contraception wasn’t going to be much help. Jorge
and I spent so much time together in the months leading up to the birth. Our
sex life was amazing, we didn’t see any point of abstaining from it any longer
as the damage was already done. Jorge was such a sensual and considerate lover.
We spoke at length about different contraception. In the end we opted for me to
go on the pill as we both knew that in the heat of the moment, neither of us
would want to stop to put on a condom. That was the reason we were in the
predicament we were in, turns out Jorge had a condom in his pocket that night
but neither of us thought about the consequences of unprotected sex. OOPS!!!
When
the day finally arrived, I was at school. My waters broke and I went into labour,
but the school wouldn’t let me leave. The teachers did help me relax and keep
my mind off the contractions. The contractions were still quite spaced out. By
the time the bell rang at the end of the day my contractions were getting more
intense and closer together. I jumped straight in a taxi to the hospital, I got
there with a few minutes to spare. The nurses rushed me through to the delivery
suite and shortly after, out popped a baby girl. I relaxed and asked to hold my
baby, the doctor told me there was no time the next one was coming. Wait! What?
The doctor shouted at me to push, I pushed, and out popped another baby girl.
Twins! Oh hell, my mother was going to kill me. The nurse joked that I had one
for each arm, she asked if I wanted to call someone, but I declined. I just
wanted to go home with my babies. I couldn’t believe I was 13 and a mother of
twins.
When
I got home and walked into the house with 2 babies, the look of shock on mum
and Michael’s faces is one I’ll never forget. I text Jorge to let him know that
he was now a daddy. He was working that night unfortunately, so couldn’t come
over until the following day. When he seen the 2 babies, he was shocked but
ecstatic. I asked him if he wanted to stay over and he accepted. He was so good
with the girls; he’d get up to see to them when they cried sometimes to give me
a break. He loved being a dad and it suited him. My mum took me to the doctor,
and I was put on the pill. The doctor also gave me condoms just in case I was
sick as people had been caught out thinking that they were protected when in in
fact whatever ailed them affected the pill working correctly. The condoms were just
extra protection for those times. I took them gladly as 2 kids were more than
enough to cope with on top of school. I loved Jorge and my kids dearly but the
last thing I wanted was another baby, I’m sure Jorge felt the same. Shortly
after, Jorge moved in with us full time. He was really struggling on his own as
he had no family and no one to turn to for help. He was so happy to finally
have somewhere to call home where he felt like he belonged. My mum and Michael
cared about him a lot and Jorge finally had the family he deserved.
Mum and Melissa
Nathaniel and Sabrina
It
was clear that we needed a bigger house, so mum and Michael hired a company to
build us a big gothic house. Shortly after its completion we moved in. The
girls started learning to walk and talk and be potty trained. Shortly
thereafter an old friend I thought I’d never see again walked back into my
life. Lucky was a doll that I was given by some long lost relative shortly
after I was born. As I grew up and started school, Lucky would come to life
whenever I was at home. No one believed me except Nathaniel, because he had a
doll too. Cosmo was that doll. One day both dolls disappeared but after a
couple of weeks or so Cosmo returned. Nathaniel very quickly learned how to
make the potion that Cosmo could drink that would allow her to be visible to
everyone. After that she became part of our family. Cosmo couldn’t (or
wouldn’t) tell me where lucky was. All she kept saying was their creator needed
their help. They were both called back, but Lucky had to stay, and Cosmo got to
return home. I could never understand that. I secretly resented Cosmo because
of that. As the years passed and I grew up, I gave up hope of ever seeing Lucky
again. Though I knew she was still out there as she’d sent my mum money for her
blog a couple of times. I tried hard to forget about Lucky, hoping that wherever
she was, she was happy. It was much easier not to think about my childhood
friend when I had 2 toddlers to run after. One day this child appeared out of
nowhere and told me it was her birthday and she wanted to celebrate becoming a
teenager with her old friend. I didn’t have a clue who she was at first. She
then told me she was my childhood friend, Lucky. I’d never seen Lucky in her
human form before, only her toy form. She was so pretty with red wine-coloured
hair. Just then my mum appeared and asked me who I was talking to and I tried
to introduce her to Lucky. Unfortunately, Lucky was still invisible to everyone
except me, though I think the kids could see her because they kept looking at
her and talking to her. My mum figured it was some kind of game I was playing
with the kids, so she tried to play along. I had to get hold of the potion to
make Lucky visible and stop people thinking I was crazy. I was delighted to
have Lucky back in my life again after all these years and I never wanted to
lose her again. Nathaniel kindly offered to make the potion for me. He mixed it
carefully and when he had added the last ingredient, he stirred it and handed
it over to me. I gave the potion to Lucky and she drank it. Nathaniel looked at
Lucky, seeing her for the first time and told her how pretty she was, Lucky
thanked him, smiling. I took her to meet everyone else. Cosmo seemed genuinely
happy to see Lucky, maybe she was telling the truth all those years ago. Oh
well, the past was in the past and Lucky was back. That was really all that
mattered right now. Lucky became part of our growing family and we haven’t
looked back.
Lucky
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