Angelica went into labor while taking a bath. Her roomates were in the kitchen eating the dinner she had fixed them, a ritual she did to practice her cooking. She would have to learn sometime. After the first contraction another soon followed and Angelica was left gripping the sides of the tub crying out loud…they heard out in the kitchen and Maria knocked on the door…Angelica yelled at her to come in. Maria came in looking  concerned and stopped short staring oggle-eyed…WHAT!?…”i think my water broke” Angelica whispered, feeling extra warm water sliding out of her. Maria only stood looking dazed for a few seconds and then whipped out her cellphone calling an ambulance. “why the ***** didn’t you tell us how could we not have known!!” Angelica half-grinned…”you just thought i was getting chubby…” which was true, Angelica gained weight, but hid herself in large clothes, she took her rooomates teasing with pride, it was fun decieving them. Angelica still sent the postcards to Bette…always with the same message, different postcard. Soon Bette became more of an abstraction, something of the past…though Angelica at night often found herself missing certain things about her. Like her concern, Bette was always concerned for her…Angelica concluded she missed that the most. however Tina she missed more, she missed tina as a person…as her mom. Even though Angelica would always love Bette, she felt so physically and emotionally betrayed that it felt impossible to forgive let alone see her mommy at all. It was hard even to write a postcard. So it was ironic that the first person to come to Angelica’s mind when Maria was struggling to take control of the situation was Bette. Mommy would know what to do. Angelica yelled at Maria to calm herself, that she was to pass Angie her robe, and help her move to living to wait for the paramedics. When they walked slowly outside the bathroom through the kitchen to the living room Roman and the street hustler, Calvin, gawked. Angelica’s robe was open and her stomach looked clearly pregnant, fluid was dripping from between her legs. Maria told them to hide the ‘shrooms and weed, also the alcohol bottles…they didn’t want anyone seeing anything. Angelica smiled to herself, she was suprised at how these people grew on her. She had been living with them for seven months now. what she was afraid of though was that a police thing would come up on her medical file…the hospital people would certainly be suspiscious or concerned…a fifteen year old giving birth. Maria soon asked her that..”what the ***** Angel?” Angelica looked at Maria with clear eyes…”it happened in the states”. “what about the father?”….Angelica shrugged at this question, it didn’t matter….so she said with a steely but casual voice…”***** if i know”.