Chapter Nineteen

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"LINDSAY WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?!" I yell as I see her vomiting all over the bathroom a pregnancy test on the floor. Dylan is on he phone with someone panicking.

"Ri-ri-" Lindsay was trying to say while she kept throwing up in our restroom. I run over to her and I pick up the test, and it's positive.

"Who the hell did this to you?!?!" I ask angrily.

"A-a-...Aidan." She says.

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"I'm gonna kill that asshole," I said.

"No Riley, I...I...I love him!" Lindsay yelled. Her face turned blank. She loves him? How the hell does she love him?

"How the hell do you love him?!?!"

"He's my boyfriend..." She said.

"Why the fuck did you keep this from me?!?!"

"Because you liked him before you started dating Dylan, and the day after Tyler's party, when he kissed me, I slapped him, but I did feel a spark when he did that, and we've been together since..." Tears were streaming down her face and her voice was shaky.

"Ok, I was able to get an appointment with Dr. Edwards tomorrow at 12 o'clock am. She's one of the best here in New York, and will determine if you are truly pregnant, and will help you with the decisions you'll need to make," Dylan said.

"Thank you so much Dylan," Lindsay said.

"No problem, but I have one question...who did this to you?" He asked.

"Aidan," she said. Anger filled Dylan's eyes, but he stayed calm for Lindsay's sake.

"Well get some sleep," He said while helping Lindsay up to brush her teeth, and then into her bed. Once she fell asleep, I walked over to Dylan who was on the couch, and sat on his lap.

"You're a great friend," I said while resting me head on his chest.

"I really hope that she isn't pregnant, cause I'll be in jail before the time she's due," he said referring to Aidan and giving a slight chuckle, but then a nervous look, which confused me, but I brushed it off.
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I wake up, and realize that I'm still on the couch with Dylan. I look over, and the clock says 11:30am. Shit, we need to get ready now. I begin to wake Dylan up.

"What?" He asked slowly beginning to wake up.

"It's 11:30, we need to get Lindsay to her appointment," I explained. We both quickly got up, and walked over to see a sleeping Lindsay. We began to wake her up.

"What?" She said slowing getting up.

"Your appointment is in a half an hour," I said. We all got dressed quickly, brushed our teeth, and sped out the door. Since my godparents work for Vogue, their limo was outside, and the driver quickly brought us to the office.

"Hi, we have an appointment for Anderson," Dylan said to the lady at the front desk.

"Ok Mr. Anderson, now who is possibly expecting?" She asked while look at Lindsay and I oddly.

"That'll be me," Lindsay said a bit embarrassed.

"So who is the father?" The lady at the front desk asked.

"My boyfriend." Lindsay said a bit aggravated. It was pretty inappropriate for this worker to ask that, but Dr. Edwards walked into the waiting room before I could say a few choice words.

"Hello Mr. Anderson, this must be your girlfriend," She said smiling at me.

"And this must be her best friend," She said smiling at Lindsay.

"Hi, I'm Lindsay, and thank you for taking me in on such a short notice."

"No problem, let's go take a few tests, and we'll move on from there." Dr. Edwards and Lindsay left, and it felt like they were gone for an eternity.

"Dylan, I'm really scared for Lindsay..." I said while resting my head on his chest.

"I am too shortcake," he said while kissing my forehead. He really knows how to comfort me. Just then, Dr. Edwards and Lindsay walked back into the waiting room. Lindsay's eyes were a bit puffy.

"Dr. Edwards did a few tests on me, and I'm pregnant..." Lindsay said staring at the ground surprised.

"Ok, so why do you seem so shocked, I mean we knew this already..." I said confused. Dylan's face dropped immediately, he knew something I didn't.

"It's not Aidan's..." She said beginning to tear up. What does she mean? Who's is it if it's not Aidan's?

"Maybe we should tell Ms. Davidson another day," Dr. Edwards explained with a worried look on her face.

"No, I want to know now!" I said loudly.

"Well, I-I don't know how to say this, but I'm more than just a month pregnant, I'm about four,but the symptoms didn't quite hit me since my period is so irregular...but the baby is Dylan's..." She said beginning to bawl her eyes out.

"What the fuck do you mean it's Dylan's?!?!" I felt my blood begin to boil. How could it be Dylan's...it just can't be.

"It was the day before school started this year...and-and, I went to go to your house, and Dylan drove by on his motorcycle, and he stopped, and sweet talked me up...and...one thing led to another and...Riley I'm so fucking sorry that this happened, and I knew I should've told you, but once you and Dylan began to date, and you both began to fall in love with each other, I couldn't tell you, cause I knew that you'd never talk to me again..." She was bawling her eyes out and Dylan's face was pale. I couldn't take this anymore.

"You guys can raise your kid without me!" I yelled while beginning to storm out, but I felt a hand grasp my wrist.

"Wait Riley, let me explain," he begged with a few tears streaming down his face, but I honestly didn't care what he had to say.

"Save it, I knew I shouldn't have dated the schools bad boy, I knew I would get hurt, but no, I just had to ignore my gut, but just do me a favor and buy plane tickets to go back to Colorado for you and Lindsay!" I yelled while crying. I ran out, and hopped into the limo and went back to the penthouse. Luckily no one was there, so I went to the room, and began to throw Dylan and Lindsay's clothes into their suitcases. Once I was finished, I laid onto the bed, and began to think. After about ten minutes, I heard someone knocking at the door. I went up to the door and looked out the door. It was a puffy eyed Dylan. I ran back into the bedroom and grabbed his suitcase and Lindsay's. I went back to the door, and opened it.

"Ri-"

"I don't want to fucking talk to you, just take your stuff and your baby mom's stuff and get the fuck out of here!" I yelled while shoving the suitcases at him.

"Babe, I'm sorry, just let me explain..."

"Don't call me babe Dylan, we're done!" I said slamming the door. I looked out the peephole, and I saw Dylan punch the wall out in the hallway. I can't help but bawl my eyes out. He eventually left with the suitcases, and I heard my phone buzz.

"Hey Riley, we're going to be back tonight, so don't be worried." -Mom

Thank god I'll have time to myself. I just don't think I can face him or Lindsay again, and I don't know what to say to my family when they get home...

Authors Note
Hey everyone, I'm so sorry that this chapter took so long to upload, but I made it longer than the normal length of my chapters. I really hope none of you want to kill me right now (but you probably do) but I just want to say thank you again for all of the reads, votes, and comments I'm receiving.

xoxo hopeless__teenager

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