TEXTING >Teen Wolf

I'm Scared...

Sam: Stiles...

Stiles: yes?

Sam: We have a pretty big problem...

Stiles: What is it?

Stiles: Sam?

Sam: I'm pregnant...

Sam: Omg your not replying...

Sam: You mad?

Sam: I'm fucked...

Sam: STILES TALK TO ME MAN!

Sam was freaking out. Is he mad? Is she all alone in this?

She jumped up when she heard a sound. Her phone was ringing. She picked it up and saw 'John Stilinski' as the caller ID.

Sam took a deep breath and clicked the little green phone button.

"Hello?" She said with an high pitch.

"Sam? Do you have any idea why my son passed out on the kitchen floor?" John asked.

"Uhm... I- Yea- No, I don't." Sam answered stuttering.

"Oh. Well, I wake him up then. Should I send him to you?" John ask.

"To me? Why?" Sam let out a nervous laugh.

"Because you are his girlfriend? Or is that not anymore? Nobody tells me never anything!" John complains.

"Yes we are still together." I laugh. "It's fine, send him too me. Ok? Uuhh... Bye John."

I quickly hung up.

I'm waiting for Stiles.

Im scared...