♡Secrecy|Part Two♡

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"What is that?" you questioned, your voice coming out weak when you spotted the test. Michael looked just as flabbergasted as you did. Marie groaned and bent over, picking the item up and shoving it back into her pocket.

"Nothing," she rolled her eyes slightly. With a sigh, she brushed past you - making her way upstairs, presumably to her bedroom. You looked at Michael, and Michael looked at you.

"She's....pregnant," you shook your head. "Marie...is...pregnant," you couldn't wrap your head around the fact that your child, was pregnant with another child.

A child having a child.

"Hey," Michael said softly when he saw the tears streaming down your face. He pulled you in and wrapped his loving arms around you. "Don't cry," he whispered. "We need to be strong, especially for Marie,"

You pulled away and looked into his eyes.

"But...why wouldn't she tell me...that she was sexually active?" you began to sob. "Am I a bad mother?"

"No," he flashed you a small smile. "Marie just...lost her way for a bit," he ran his fingers through his hair. "But what's done is done, and we need to move on from here. We'll have to support Marie through this. We don't want her to hate us,"

You nodded, wiping away your tears.

"Yeah," you whispered. "We'll make it through,"


Several hours later, when everything had settled, you went to see Marie in her bedroom. You knocked softly at her bedroom door, waiting for a long moment before she opened it.

When she saw you, she lowered her gaze to the floor. You could tell that she had been crying.

"I'm so sorry," she sniffled, making your heart sink. You shook your head and walked up to her, bringing your hands to caress her face.

"Don't you dare be sorry," you whispered. "Marie, your father and I love you very much, and you being pregnant...isn't going to change that," you smiled a little. "Not one bit,"

Marie began to break down, she sobbed loudly as you tried your best to comfort her.

"I thought....I thought I could handle....being an adult," she shook her head. "But I can't. Not yet, at least,"

"Aw honey," you sighed, pulling her in for a hug.

"Mom...I'm scared," she pulled away. "I'm scared to have this baby,"

"Come here," you led her to the bed, where the both of you sat down. "You know, I was seventeen when I got pregnant with you," you smiled a little.

Marie's eyes widened.

"But...I thought you and dad got married when you were eighteen....before you had me," she frowned.

"I was a month pregnant when I got married to your father," you laughed a little. "I was young, and madly in love. No one could tell me different," you sighed. "And I don't regret marrying your father or having you," you shrugged. "But I....do wish that I had at least listened to my mother when she told me that it wouldn't be easy. Being married to a man like your father, the public watches every breath you take," you continued. "And when I had you, I was young - and naive. I would cry for nights on end because of the what the media would say about me,"

"Wow," Marie whispered.

"And I don't want that to happen to you," you looked into her eyes intently. "I want you to be able to have someone to trust, someone to confide in," you broke into a small smile. "So your father and I will be here, regardless of what you decide,"

Marie took a long moment, staring at you as she thought. She fiddled with her fingers, shaking her head.

"I....I want to have this baby,"

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