I waited until we got home, and then I sat on the couch next to him. I prayed to every God in my mind that my dad wouldn't get mad. "Dad, I'm, I'm, I'm pregnant." I told him crying more. I handed him the tests and he looked at every single one. He hugged me and said to me "It's okay sweetie, I will help you through it. I understand you made a mistake, and getting angry at you won't do anything. But you do need to tell Luke, after all it's his kid too." I was so happy my dad was supporting me, but he was right, I did need to tell Luke. I had to pray even more that he was going to support e and help me, but I honestly didn't know. I didn't know how to tell him, but my dad did say he could help. I refused and told him it was my mistake and told him about the letter and what I had written. My dad was disappointed in me, I could see it on his face, mainly because a few years ago my dad gave me "the talk" and told me not to have sex until marriage. But he was going to help through this pregnancy which is what mattered.
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Teen Mom Stories: Sadie
Teen FictionSadie gets pregnant in 8th grade and now her baby's dad left her and she is getting bullied. What will she do?