"What the fuck, Helena?!" I said. "We used a condom!"
"Are you sure you guy's used protection?" she ask.
"Yah! He even put it on infront of me!"
"Really?" she laughed.
"Yes!" I said. "How could I be pregnant?"
"Maybe it broke and he knew about it then he left you because he didn't want to take role of being a dad to his kid," she said.
"I don't know about that.." I said.
"Let's get you to a doctor then leave this town. 2nd semester, over.. I'm done with college!"
We went to the hospital.
"Congratulations! You're 1 week!" the doctor told me.
"1 week? Exactly one week?" I ask.
"Yes," she said. "He or she is growing inside for you. You're eating for 2!"
"I'm having twins?!" I exclaimed.
The doctor chuckled a little. "No, you're having 1 kid. You're eating for you and your kid."
"Ah.. oh.. thank god," I said.
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"Hey mom! Hi dad!" I said to them.
"Hi sweetie!" they both said.
I gave them both hugs.
"How are you?" mom asks.
"I gotta tell you both something.." I said. "You won't like it.. or maybe you will. Who knows?"
"What is it, honey?" dad ask.
"Let's go inside."
We went inside and I started, "I'm pregnant.."
Both their eyes widened. "Pregnant?" they both said.
"Yes.."
"When was your wedding?" mom ask. "How come you didn't invite us? You're own parents."
I sighed. "I'm not married.."
"You aren't?" dad exclaimed.
"No.." I said.
"Your boyfriend?" mom ask.
I sighed again. "He.. he isn't my boyfriend."
"You mean.. you got raped?!" dad yelled.
"No dad! No! I wanted it," I told them. "He didn't pressure me like Rex!"
"You know how I feel about you dating boys," dad said.
"Dad, we aren't dating!" I told him.
"What? Why? What if he doesn't take part of being a dad?!"
"He's missing!" I blurted out.
"What?!" mom and dad exclaimed.
"What do you mean he's missing?" mom ask.
"After we had sex a week ago.. he disappeared," I told them.
"So you've been carrying his child for a week now..?" dad asked.
I nodded. "Yeah.. I don't know what to do. I can't find him anywhere."
"Have you tried his parent's house?"
"I don't know where they live," I said. "And I'm pretty sure he isn't there. He would tell me. He hasn't picked up any of my calls either."
3 months later...
"I can feel him kick!" I said, happily. Yes, I'm having a boy.
Helen said, "Aww! Really?"
I nodded. "He was kicking for a bit."
"I really wished you were having a girl. I had so many girl names!" she said.
"Well.. it's a boy."
"I mean, I have some boy names in mind too but you know.."
"He's my son, not yours," I said, laughing.
"I know, but I'm really excited!"
"I am too."
There was a knock on the door.
"I'll get it," mom said.
She got up from the couch across me and opened the door.
"Mom?!" mom said. "Dad?!"
"Grammy?!" I exclaimed. "Gramps?!"
They both came in.
"I'm going to have a great grandchild!" Grammy Beth said.
"Yeah, but hopefully we don't die before he or she gets here," Gramps Adam said.
"It's a boy," I said. "I don't know what to name him.."
"Name him after your good old gramps!" he said.
A/N: That's right, I brought back the ones who created this generation <3 Bethany and Adam are the mains. OTP <3 XD
"Dad.." mom said.
"Where's Aiden?" Grammy Beth asked.
"He's at work," mom said.
"Aw, really? Wouldn't even take a day off to see us?" Gramps Adam said.
"We weren't expecting you," mom and I said.
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I can't believe it's been 3 months and a half ever since Dylan went missing. Where could he be?
I called Dylan's phone, hoping he would answer. He picked up.
My heart was beating. "Hello?" I said.
"Hello?" a voice said. "Who's this?"
"Um.. who's this?" I ask.
"I asked you first so answer," the person said.
"Uh.. I'm Dylan's gir-." I cut off, no we aren't dating.
"Do you know Dylan?" I ask the person.
"Dylan? Nope. I think you got the wrong number," the person said.
I hung up. What the hell? I didn't get the wrong number. Did he change his number? Why would he?
Dylan's POV:
"I wanna go back," I said to my dad.
"No, it isn't safe for you, Dylan," my dad said. "You're safer here."
"Well, can't Marina be here with me?"
"No, nobody can know where you are."
"You started this dad. Why would you need their money? You're a lawyer, for fucking sakes!"
"For your damn college fund! It's basically your fault!" he yelled.
"I didn't even want to go to college, dad." I said. "Just get a loan!"
"And what if it was another gang, huh?" he asks.