I’m Told the Worse News Ever (again)

**I’m Told the Worse News Ever (again)** is the tenth chapter of The Gift of a Best Friend. It was first published on June 20, 2016.

## Chapter

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**Annabeth's POV**
What could be better? I can think of a few things than that.
Jasmine and I were playing at my house, and Rufus was playing with us. (Jasmine really likes him, and so do I.)
After kindergarten one day, my dad and Savanna wanted to tell me something with smiles on their faces. That made me scared, and it’s something I haven’t felt since they told me that they were getting married. I still didn’t like it.
“Annabeth, we’ve got exciting news,” Dad said.
“What?” I asked, confused.
“You’re going to be a big sister,” Savanna said.
“What do you mean?”
“Sweetheart, she’s pregnant,” Dad said.
My eyes widened in horror. “What?”
“Cool,” Jasmine said.
I glared at her. “It is not cool.”
Dad looked mad. “Annabeth, you’re going to be a sister.”
“I don’t want to be a sister. Especially if *she* is the mom.”
“I knew we shouldn’t have told her,” Savanna said.
“She would’ve figured it out eventually,” Dad replied.
“Damn right,” I said.
Ok, I have no idea where that came from. I think I’ve been around Jasmine’s family too much. They say those words a lot, especially when they’re mad. But they’re still better than my family.
Young lady—” Dad began, but I interrupted.
“I don’t want to be a sister,” I said.
“It’s too late, Annabeth. Savanna’s pregnant, and we can’t undo that. It’s impossible. You’re going to be a sister whether you want to be or not.”
“You can’t make me.”
“Yes, I can.”
“I hate you!”
He looked hurt by that, but I didn’t care. I meant it.
I stood up and ran out of the house with stupid tears falling down my face. I ran all the way to the park. Jasmine followed, calling to me, but I didn’t stop until I crossed the bridge reached the swings.
“Annabeth, what’s wrong?” Jasmine asked when she caught up to me. “Why don’t you want to be a sister? I think it would be cool.”
“Of course you do,” I said, getting on a swing and swinging away. “You are a sister. But at least your dad cares about you and you have your mom.”
Jasmine took a swing next to me, but didn’t swing. “Where’s your real mommy?”
I stopped swinging and looked down at the ground. “I don’t know.”
“You’ve never met her?”
“Not since I was born. Whenever I ask my dad about her, he gets sad and tells me that I’ll learn when I’m older.”
“Do you remember what she looked like when you were born?”
“Of course not. Do you remember what *your* mom looked like when she was born?”
“No.”
“See?”
“Ok. But do you think that you will see your mom again?”
I didn’t answer for a few moments. I wondered that myself, and I’m still not sure. “I don’t know.”
“Do you think she’s dead?” Jasmine asked.
“I think my dad would’ve at least told me that if she was.”
“Do you want to meet her?”
“I don’t know.”
We swung next to each other in silence for a while, which was weird.
“Why don’t you want to be a sister?” Jasmine asked me again.
“I wouldn’t really be a sister,” I replied.
“Why? Because your mom won’t be giving birth to your brother or sister?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s not fair.”
“I don’t care.”
“Well, I think you would be a great sister. Do you?”
“I don’t know, and I don’t care. I don’t want to be one.”

Later that night, after Jasmine and I went to our separate homes, my dad came to talk to me in my room while I was lying on my bed, drawing random things on a piece of paper with a pencil.
“Annabeth, I want to talk to you about earlier,” he said.
“I don’t,” I said.
“I do. Why don’t you want to be a sister?”
“I just don’t.”
“That’s not an answer.”
I sighed. “I don’t like Savanna. She doesn’t like me, so I doubt that I would like the baby, and that it would like me.”
“Savanna doesn’t dislike you.”
“Yes, she does, Daddy.”
“I’m going nowhere with you.”
“You always have.”
He sighed. “Can you at least pretend to be excited? For me?”
I thought about it for a moment. For him? That was odd to me.
“I guess I could try to be,” I said.
“Thank you,” Dad said.
He left my room so that I could be alone.
This was going to be hard.

And it’s going to be a little harder.
After a few months past into Savanna’s pregnancy, I found out that she was going to have twins, then boy twins. Great. I’m going to have two step-brothers. Just great.
Jasmine wants me to like them, maybe even more than my dad, but I doubt I will.
The last few months past and Savanna gave birth to them. Jasmine and her parents came to the hospital with me and kept an eye on me while we were waiting. When Daddy came to get me and bring them to the room after they were born, Jasmine came with me. Dad had me hold one of the boys wrapped in blue blankets and Jasmine held the other one.
Their names were Bobby and Matthew. I wasn’t sure which one I was holding. They looked the same. But I didn’t really care..
He looked up at me and was watching me. I didn’t why, but I didn’t really like it.
They may be my step-brothers, but that’s all they’re going to be to me. Nothing more. But maybe less.

Aww. Annabeth's not happy, but at least Bobby and Matthew have finally arrived. I have some plans for her relationship with them when they're older.
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## Character Appearances

### Main Characters

* Annabeth Chase
* Jasmine Saturday

### Minor Characters

* Frederick Chase
* Savanna Chase
* Sarah Saturday
* Zak Saturday
* Bobby Chase
* Matthew Chase