Chapter 12

Chapter Twelve

To: MasonBradley

From: Nine

Subject: On to the next…

I have no idea what I'm going to do next, but I wanted to thank you for always being there for me when I need you the most. Spending the weekend with you and just being around someone who truly cares made me think that I have options.

Maybe the first thing I have to do is talk to my parents. However, I don't know how to approach them. Since I moved to Austin… scratch that, I stopped communicating with my family when I started dating Porter.

Am I close to my brothers? Sorta?

Jacob's accident pushed us closer, but I still feel like there's a huge gap between us. Not as large as the one between my fathers and me. That's the size of the Grand Canyon.

By the way, I think I broke up with Porter. He doesn't care about the baby, and maybe he doesn't care about me. It's hard to understand what's happening with him. I think he was crying or something because his eyes were bloodshot. He looked sick.

The part of me who loves him wanted to take care of him, but I didn't. He kind of made me choose between him and the baby.

What kind of person does that?

Enough about me. How are you? I hope you don't get into any fights—again. If you're busy until next decade, I'll just send you pictures of the baby. The first one should come out this Friday. I have a doctor's appointment, and it's the baby's first sonogram. I hate to go alone, but what's the alternative?

Waving hello,

Ainsley

To: Nine

From: MasonBradley

Subject: Where to start?

I'm sure your parents will be supportive no matter what you do. Just call them. They love you.

Douchebag is gone? I'm glad. That guy doesn't deserve you or the baby. As I told you on Saturday, I'll be there for you two. By the way, send me all the information about your appointment.

Mason

PS I can't promise anything about the fights. I'll be off the grid until Thursday but call Dad if you need anything. He'll know what to do.