Isabelle-

Packing up my parents house was hard. It has only been a week.

I couldn't afford to live here, we had to move to California. Small town, good thing my grandmother lived there. She owned a small vet office which was right next to her house.

Seeing as she owned a big amount of property, we wouldn't be too close to her.

I sighed after taping up the last box.

"Izzy"

I heard my little sister Mia call out to me. She was fourteen going on fifteen.

"Yeah Mia?", I asked.

"Can I take my posters?", she asked.

"Of course", I replied.

She nodded. Now that our parents were gone, raising my sister fell on my shoulders. I didn't mind, but I also couldn't afford it with what I made. My mom, being the saint she was, left a house her and my dad owned, that same house being on my grandmother's property.

"Izzy do we really have to move?", Mia asked.

"Yes I'm sorry, all three of us can't fit in a one bedroom apartment", I said.

I watched as my nine year old son walk in from the backyard. He was out there taking pictures of the flowers he and my mom planted.

"Abel, you ready?", I asked.

He nodded, seeing as he hasn't spoken since his dad died two years ago.

I nodded. The guys came in.

"These boxes going to storage?", one of them asked.

"Yes", I said.

I looked at Mia who was hugging Abel.

"Its gonna be ok guys, really, I mean free house to live in, yay", I said, trying to sound excited.

"Not completely free, you have to pay for water and electricity and don't forget gas", Mia said.

"Mia", I sighed.

"Sorry", she said.

I put my hands in my pockets.

"I know, I don't want to leave Colorado either but I promise everything is going to be ok. We'll be together, right", I said.

"Right and Abel gets to meet grandma, well, she's your great grandma Ab", Mia said.

Abel nodded.

My mother not only meant alot to me but also to Abel. While I finished high school and then worked three jobs after Spencer died, my mom helped me raise him.

I bent down in front of him.

"You ready?", I asked him.

He gave me a soft smile.

"Good", I kissed his forehead.

I got back up and we walked out to the car.

We decided since it was still summer we could drive all the way to California.

After three hours and being stuck in traffic, I couldn't believe that at twenty five this was my life. There were days I wished things were different, when the days seemed too long, time was going too slow and I was extremely exhausted, then as quickly as that wish popped into my head it was gone. Abel was worth it, Spencer was worth it, even if I knew he'd end up passing away, I'd do it all again.

He was a quick stop before you get to the one you're actually meant for, my mother's words, at first I took offense to it but now I kinda got what she meant to say. She didn't want me to give up on finding love, she wanted me to be happy.

"I miss you mom", I whispered.

It was getting late now. We were in Utah.

"So what school am I going to?", Mia asked.

"Arcata high school, its a few minutes from Abel's school", I said.

She nodded. I pulled into a hotel. Abel was still asleep. I took him carefully out of the car. Getting to the room, I laid him in bed.

"So is grandma happy we're coming?", Mia asked.

"You know grandma, she hasn't talked to mom since we moved to Colorado, mostly because grandpa was mad at mom for moving, said we were abandoning them but not before calling her a slut", I said.

"He was mean", Mia said softly.

"He was, I think thats why she wanted to leave so bad, your dad gave her that chance", I said.

Even though he wasn't my dad, that's what I called him. To me he was my dad.

"Lets get some rest, gotta wake up early", I said.

"Can I drive tomorrow?", she asked.

"I don't see why not, you have your permit", I said.

"Yes", she said excited.

Getting to school early, hoping to see Spencer before first period. I saw him with his friends and brother Baron.

He smiled.

"Hey Izzy", he said.

"We need to talk Spence", I said.

He nodded, taking my hand we walked to an empty hall.

"Whats up?", he asked.

I started crying. He wiped my tears.

"Isabelle whats going on?", he asked.

"I'm pregnant", I said.

He took a step back. Looking down.

"Spencer, please say something", I said.

I wrapped my arms around myself. He looked at me.

"It's gonna be ok", he said.

He cupped my face.

"I'm not gonna get an abortion", I said quickly.

"I would never ask you to do that", he said.

I smiled at him.

"There's always adoption", he said.

Apart of me was hoping he would say we could be a family.

Adoption, I never really thought about, could I do it? Could I hand over my new born baby over to a family I didn't even know? On the outside they could look like the perfect family but behind closed doors who knew what they did.

He kissed my forehead.

"Do your parents know?", he asked.

I shook my head. He nodded.

"We should talk to them then mine too", he said.

"Ok", I said.

Feeling the bed move beside me, I woke up. Abel was sitting on the edge of the bed watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I turned on my back and looked up at the ceiling. It was gonna be ok, I kept telling myself.