SUMMARY:

Casey couldn't go to College because she was pregnant.

So now she's raising her twins by herself as she works as a cashier at a fast food restaurant. But she's never told anyone who the father of her children are…not even her children. So what happens when he comes to a family dinner?

Disclaimer:

I don't own LWD…sadly…almost makes me wanna cry.

Casey McDonald rubbed the towel over the last wet spot on the counter and she smiled at herself. She had finished cleaning up.

"Momma! Momma!" She looked up and smiled at her daughter.

"Hey, Ashley!"

"Are you almost finished??" She groaned. "I wanna go home!"

She sighed. "Yeah, I'm finished. Where's your brother?"

"Oh…he's over playing the video game." Ashley said, pointing at her brother. Casey looked up from locking up the cash register and smiled at a thick, brown headed four year old boy standing on a chair and staring intently at the video game screen.

"Michael!" Casey yelled. "Let's go! Put the chair back and turn off the game."

"Coming, Momma." He said, and then got down and put the chair on top of the table. He then reached behind the machine and flicked a switch, the screen fading into black.

"Hands." Casey said, reaching towards Michael and Ashley. She felt two little hands clutch hers as she walked out of the door. She buckled them into their booster seats in the car and then started up the car.

"What are we having for dinner?" Michael asked.

"I don't know. What do you want?"

"Is Grandma and Granddad coming over?" Ashley asked.

"I want…carrots…and….chicken."

"Okay…we'll have carrots and chicken then."

"Yay!" Michael clapped his hands together and looked out the window.

"Are Grandma and Granddad coming over???" Ashley asked again, getting annoyed.

"Oh, sorry Ash! Yeah, I think they are! Sorry, Mike. We're not having carrots and chicken tonight."

"MOMMA!!!"

"We'll have that tomorrow night…I promise. And we'll even have pizza Friday night!!"

"PIZZA???" Mike and Ash turned to each other and smiled. "YAY!!"

Casey gave in to the tugs at the sides of her mouth as she let her face turn up into a weary smile. The rest of the car ride was quiet, Ashley was drawing something, and Michael was playing with an action figure.

The day had been rough; the young mother must admit that. She sighed and thought about how she had screwed up her life.

No college.

The 'super keener' had not been able to go to College…and it wasn't because she didn't have good enough grades…her grades surpassed the college requirements.

No.

She had gotten pregnant….when she was only 17 years old.

Now, four years later, at the age of 21, she was a single mother. The father of her children was someone she would never tell anyone….not even her own Mother.

It was accidentally…It wasn't rape…just accidentally.

A loud ring jerked Casey out of her deep thoughts as she reached for her cell phone while attempting to pull into the driveway of her house.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Casey! Honey! How are you?"

"Hey, Mom." She smiled, grabbing her bag and then getting out of the car, opening the door and unbuckling Ashley from her booster seat.

"Hey! When do you want us to come over tonight?"

"Um…how 'bout 7?" She asked, guiding her kids towards the front door of the house. Once she got the door open, she set her bag down on the table. "Hold on just a minute." Casey said, moving the phone away from her mouth. "Ashley! Do your homework!"

"Yes momma."

"Where's your brother?"

"Over there." She said, pointing to the kitchen table before running into the living room and plopping herself down on the couch.

"Derek!" She got closer to the boy. "I mean…Mike! Do your homework." Casey felt humiliated. She had just called her son, Derek…her loathsome step-brothers name.

"Derek!" Her mom said. "Oh yeah, that reminds me! Lizzie, Marti, Edwin, and Derek are all coming! Derek's home from break from the University of Toronto!"

"Great…" Casey mumbled.

"Is it okay if we stay the night? Georgie may drink too much and not be well enough to drive home."

"I guess…I only have four bedrooms though…one for me and one for the twins. And two guest bedrooms."

"Well let's see…George and I can have one bedroom…Lizzie can have another…Marti doesn't mind sleeping on the couch…Edwin….air mattress? Now what should we do about Derek?"

"How about sleeping on the floor?" Case mumbled under her breath. Unfortunately her mother heard it.

"Absolutely NOT! Since you are being so rude towards the step-brother you haven't seen in two years, he's going to sleep in your room! We'll see you at seven! Goodbye!" And with that, she hung up the phone.

"WHAT?? Mom! NO! Mom!"

"What was that?" Ashley asked, walking into where Casey stood by the front door.

"Guess what, Ash?"

"What?"

"Grandma, Granddad, Lizzie, Edwin, and Marti are coming over."

"Really?? Yay!! I like Marti the best!!" She giggled, and then hugged her Mother. "Thank you so much, Momma! I love our family!! They're…funny. I'll even eat my vegetables!! Thanks!"

"No problem."

"I'm gonna have so much fun!!" Ashley said, running away yelling, "Mike! Mike! Mikey! Guess what!!"

Casey smiled and leaned up against the wall. Her smile slowly faded. "At least someone's gonna have fun." She mumbled, and then she started upstairs to make up the guest beds.

So what do you think? Please no flames!!

-Alexandra