Too Much

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Lauren

Today, we were called to the station. All of us. Zendaya, Dinah and I. Nervously, we walked in. We were escorted for safety reasons. The room we entered had a screen on it that was huge. Different from the other one.

" They sent us a video," Mr Williams says while starting the video. It was Camila. She looked scared yet angry. My love.

" Wait!" Zendaya gasped." Go back...Stop! look!"

We all tried to figure out what she was gazing at. The paused video didn't show much detail.

" Look there's a mirror! I see Isabella and Avalon," Zendaya pointed at the screen.

" Looks like you're going to be a mother," Dinah nudged me.

" I've been a mother," I responded. 

" Lauren,you'll have to pay them the money," Me Williams told me." They'll kill Camila other wise."

" We won't get her back if we do?" I questioned. Sadly, he shook his head. I was so upset.

" That's all we know for know. The plan will get more detailed. I'll have someone fly out to interview people that they knew in Boston and Miami," he added. Sighing, I laid my head on Dinah's shoulder

Ally

All this week I've been feeling sick. I couldn't eat anything. Which is weird because I eat all the time. Normani locked herself in her room. She hasn't spoke since the news. She probably thinks it's her fault we didn't tell them about Matt. It isn't.

" Troy, I think I'm going to-" I said while we were watching TV. Immediately, I ran to the restroom. Surprisingly, Troy didn't come and hold my hair back. I was alone in the restroom, vomiting.

" Ally?" Troy said from the door." I called a doctor."

" Why?" I wiped my mouth that had vomit chunks on it.

" This been going on for a week now. You aren't okay," Troy ran his fingers through my hair. " I'm just making sure you're okay."

" Maybe it was the video."

I wasn't sick. There's just too much going on right now. That video of Camila scared me. I started to worry about Lauren. They want Lauren. They will kill her.

" Ally, can you try to speak to Normani. She won't talk to me. I just feel bad that-"

" I will, Troy. Ask the department if we can order pizza," I kissed his cheek. He didn't seem to mind that I did.

" Normani," I slowly opened the door. She was on her bed, listening to music. Obviously day dreaming about something." Mani!"

Normani gazed at me with an expression that asked what I wanted.

" I'm not going to ask if you're okay because I'm not and I know you aren't," I sat on her bed. Slowly, she removed her headphones." You didn't know it was Matt. I didn't! It was too late when we did."

" If I thought about it, Camila would of been safe. Isabella would of been found sooner. We literally witness a criminal doing a crime. Lauren probably hates me now," she confessed, close to tears.

" No, babe. She's not. I know Lauren. She'll be mad at them. She was just as clueless as we were," I wiped her tear.

" Ally! Come here!" Troy called from downstairs. Giving Normani a hug, I left. Hopefully I did help. A female doctor was downstairs. I don't remember hearing the door open.

" I talked to Dr Sanchez about what's been going been going on," Troy informed. I nodded.

" I want you to take a pregnancy test," she added.

" I am not pregnant!" I shouted. Troy and I had...did it... It was before the tour. Before Isabella was in the picture, but we used a condom. It was how I said goodbye.

" Please just take the test," Troy begged. Sighing, I grabbed the four pregnancy test.Uncomfortable, I went to the bathroom to take it. After I finished, I called them. I swear I washed my hands for like 25 minutes. Not really, but it felt like it.

" Miss Hernandez?" The doctor says by the door." I want you to read the them."

I picked up the first one.

" Negative," I answered. Troy let out a sigh of relief. When I saw the second one, my eyes widened. Postive. Panicking, I checked the rest. All positive.

" I'm pregnant," I whispered.

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Update! Anahi made me update. I saw 5H yesterday and met them, so fanfics have been really awkward. Don't expect smut anytime soon.

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