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"𝐀𝐖𝐇 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊!" italia groaned as she threw her head back onto the brown cabinet as her mother walked in, "dannazione cosa c'è che non va adesso italia." "goddamnit what's wrong now italia!" her mother asked.
"i keep throwing up, it's weird." she replied flushing the toilet, "italia." her mother spoke quietly, "are you sexually active?" she asked, "ma, c'mon," she spoke. "OH MIO DIO SEI INCINTA!" "OH MY GOD ARE YOU PREGNANT!" she screamed.
"no ma, hell no i can't be." she spoke standing up, "do you wanna take a test ?" she asked. "no because- MATTIA COME UP HERE!" she cut off, "CHE MAMMA!" he yelled from his room & she sighed, "bring your ass up here!" she yelled as they heard footsteps.
"yes mamma?" he spoke out of breath from running up the stairs. "vai al negozio e fai fare a tua sorella un test di gravidanza." "go to the store and get your sister a pregnancy test," she said.
"oh shit, davide got you?" he laughed, as her mother looked at them, "whose david?" she asked.
"david was my first love, and i'd like to remember it that way, i don't know if it's true though." she sniffed as her mother looked at her in awe, "stop fucking playing 😭." qua spoke.
۵۵۵۵۵۵ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑!
"david is a guy i've been dat- you're dating!" she yelled, "well ma i am sixteen!" she yelled back as mattia quietly started tip-toeing out the room, "another step, and i'll slap you matt." she gritted. "mamma what i do?" he spoke.
"you knew about her dating!" she yelled, "well ma, actually i didn't u just told me." he laughed. "look ma i gotta go, track things." italia spoke walking out of the bathroom. "italia, don- ma you know how bout we have this conversation after practice." she smiled as her mother stood there.
"how bout, what is up with you're grammar!" she shouted & mattia laughed, "bye okay, stop thinking i'm pregnant, see ya later ma." italia laughed.
۵۵۵۵۵۵ 𝐃𝐃'𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄.
"okay... so what you're telling me is you think you're pregnant?" dd asked as italia sat on his bed, "my mom thinks so, and we did have sex two weeks ago, and i'm positive i'm carrying ya seed." italia spoke emptying the black store bag that held three pregnancy test.
"fuck bro!" dd sighed, "i thought you guys felt when you were at that point so how come you didn't pull out?" italia asked & he looked at her. "i wasn't thinking okay," he spoke as italia stood up.
"i'll be right dd, but i'm telling you, i can't go through with it if i'm pregnant," she spoke lowly & he nodded as she walked into the bathroom.
۵۵۵۵۵۵
italia sniffed before opening the bathroom door, "uh, dd." she spoke as dd looked at her with a frown, "you're pregnant?" he asked and she nodded, "i'm not ready dd, at all." she shook her head as he sat down.
"you can do whatever, ian gon sweat you italia." he spoke lowly, "you ain't go hate me right?" she asked and he chuckled, "why would i?" he said as she sat next to him, "d- i'm sorry, okay but dd you don't understand,"
"it's cool, italia, but y'know all the shit that i been through," he laughed, "this probably finna be the worst." he spoke as she looked at him, "we're not dd, mentally, physically or emotionally we ain't ready to be parents." italia spoke as dd looked at her.
"italia, i know ian ready but can you just wait for a few before making that decision that'll affect us?" he asked & she looked at him. "d..."
