Earlier on in the day, you had been taken into the hospital because of your constant throwing up, and your dad had his suspicions.
Melissa, Scott's mom and a nurse, walked into you room with your brother and boyfriend walking behind her, blocking the door. She gave you a look, and it only meant one thing.
"You and Scott haven't been having protected sex, have you?" She sighed. You looked down and shook your head, knowing that Stiles would be beyond pissed off. "There's no other way to say this, Y/N." She started, pausing for a second before letting out a long breath. "You're pregnant."
"What?" Stiles finally spat out. You looked up to see him glaring at his best friend. "You got my sister pregnant?!" He exclaimed.
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By that time, your head was already pounding from the sudden news, so you didn't really need your brother's shouting to add to that.
"Stiles." You spoke out quickly, earning a disapproving look from your brother. "Stiles!" You shouted.
"What, Y/N?! You're pregnant for crying out loud!" He shouted back at you. "You don't have a say right now!"
Tears pricked your eyes as you watched Stiles being pushed out of the room by Melissa, hearing her scold your brother in the empty corridor.
Scott slowly walked towards you, wrapping his arms around you protectively. "We're gonna be okay, Y/N. We can do this." He promised you.
You stayed silent for what seemed like forever. "I'm pregnant." You finally whispered, and they were your last words for the rest of the night while you stayed in Scott's arms, safe and secure.
