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Raven's pov:

I take Calum's hand and lead him downstairs to the kitchen.

"Sit." I point at one of the bar stools at the island in the middle of the kitchen, he obeys.

I grab the test from under the kitchen sink. Then I throw it at him. Luckily he catches it, and I wait for the comments saying I'm a slut. But they don't come.

Calum's pov:

I look at the pregnancy test, it says positive. I look back at Raven, then to the test.

"For real?" I ask her.

She just nods.

"Wow. How?" I ask her again.

Raven's pov:

There it is. The question how. This is where I pour my feelings out. Well fuck, here we go.

I tell him everything, starting back to when the abuse and alcohol started.

"Woah." Is all he says.

He continues, "are you keeping it?"

"I don't want to kill it. But I don't want to raise it. We're putting it up for adoption." I tell him. He nods.

"You aren't gonna tell the guys are you?" I ask him.

"No, because you are." He replies back.

"What, no. I don't think they'll react the same way, they'll probably react worse than you did." I tell him.

He grabs my hands, "trust me, they'll react better." He says.

I nod, and pull him into a hug. That's when my mom walks back into the kitchen.

"Well, I come back from the bathroom and y'all are all over each other. What happened while I was gone?" She asks.

"He knows." I say still hugging Cal.

"Phew." Is all she says.


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