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It was a cold winter evening at Hayvenhurst. The whole Jackson family lived there together at the moment. Including you and Michael, your boyfriend of two years. You felt extremely weak and sick since almost one week. And there it went again - you were cuddling with Michael on the couch in the huge living room but then suddenly you got the urge to vomit. You quickly sat up and faced Michael who had a worried expression on his face.
"Not again?" he said. Well, he actually more asked it because of how worried and unsure he was.
All you could do was run upstairs to your and Michael's bedroom and straight to the toilet. You had luck because your hair was already pulled up in a messy bun. And there you go again throwing up for the 7th time this week.
When you finished and collected the power to stand up again, you made your way back in the bedroom where you saw Michael and some of his siblings. Michael was sitting on the bed and immediately turned his head towards you with an extremely worried expression as you walked in the room. Janet and Marlon were standing in front of him and were looking at you as well.
"Hey...*sigh*" you said as you looked at them.
"Baby, I think we need to talk." Michael said as he held his hand out to grab yours.
"Sure, about what?" you answered as he pulled you a bit closer so you're standing in front of him. Janet came from behind and put her left hand on your back and started rubbing it.
"Honey, when was the last time you had your period?" She asked as she looked at you with an concerned expression on her face.
"Actually she wanted to ask when was the last time you two had sex." as soon as Marlon said that he got a hit from Janet.
"Marlon!" she said.
You felt as if someone had just hit you and went dizzy. Your mouth fell open and you took a few steps back and sat down on the chair which was standing there. You were only 17 and definitely not ready to be a mom.
"W-what?" you stuttered as your eyes got glossy.
"C'mon Marlon. We're gonna get some pregnancy tests and let you two alone for a moment." Janet said while pulling on Marlon's arm to take him with her.
Michael stood up, put you up and sat down on the bed again with you in his arms. He felt your hot tears staining his red button up shirt and rubbed with his left hand your back while the other one was rubbing your head.
"Michael... I-I'm not even re-ready...a-and my parents a-are gonna kill u-us." was all you could stutter.
"We're gonna go through everything together, okay baby? If god did this, than there is a reason why. Everything is going to be fine, okay?" he said. Because of his words you felt a little tiny bit better.
