Blair: I'm so anxious. I still can't believe you're pregnant!
Twinkle: YOU are anxious?! I think I'm having a nervous breakdown! Not to mention I feel like crap! I woke up at 4 a.m. this morning just to puke my dinner...
Max: Ew, TMI.
Blair: You poor thing. :(
Twinkle: I can't tell if the anxiety is from being pregnant or from having to tell Mark and Shawn.
Blair: Do you have to tell them? Have you thought about...?
Twinkle: I have. Either I keep this baby... Or I'm placing it up for adoption.
Max: Both good choices.
Blair: [Turns to Max] Good choices?! She's 18! Raising a baby would be a terrible choice!
Twinkle: Please don't start, you two. I have enough on my plate.
Max: Sorry... but when are you going to tell them?
Twinkle: I have to tell my mom first.
Blair: [Gasps] You haven't told your mom?!
Twinkle: I'm about to. I decided I can't tell her in person, she may throw something at me.
Blair: You have to! This is serious and has to be done face-to-face.
Twinkle: No way! She's going to kill me.
Blair: Ugh, if you say so.
Max: So, what are you going to do?
Twinkle: I think I'm just going to text her. She's at work, so she won't read them for a while.
Blair: [Gasps] You're going to tell your mother you're pregnant over text?!
Max: [Glares] That sounds like a really bad idea.
Twinkle: You guys don't get it. She'll need some time to cool off and it's better if I'm nowhere near her while she's doing that.
Blair: Whatever you say.
Max: Good luck with that.
Twinkle: Well, here goes nothing...
(Texting- Twinkle: Hi, mom, it's me. Don't worry I'm fine, nothing happened. Sooo... I'm pregnant. No this isn't a joke and we can talk about it when we're both home today. I love you and please don't kill me.
At home a while later...
Twinkle: Hi, mom... Did you get my message?
(It goes silent.)
Twinkle: Mom? Are you okay? You look like you're sweating... [Looks at the counter] And is that an empty bottle of wine?
Mom seems to be in a shock. What should I do?
Twinkle: Mom, you're always telling me you'll love me no matter what... Mom, please say something. :(
Mrs. Rae: [Crosses arms] Are you really pregnant?
Twinkle: Yes. I don't know how it happened-
Mrs. Rae: You don't know how it happened?!
Twinkle: I was really careful! I used protection with both of them.
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Dear, Mona.
RomanceMark was my childhood love.. Until the day he disappeared without a trace. What happens when he returns? Is forgiveness possible? and what happens next.....
