"Who's truck is that in front of the house?" Travis asked.
"Oh gosh. That would be Jacksons truck. Which means he's either waiting for Leah to sneak out, or upstairs in her bed." Claire replied.
"That's it. She's gotten out of hand."
Travis bolted upstairs and beat on her bedroom door.
"Leah. Open the damn door." He shouted.
Leah opened the door, and stood wrapped up in the soft, grey bed sheet.
"Can I help you?" She said
"Leah. What are you doing? You two have sex so much, you're going to get pregnant sooner or later." Claire said.
"I am pregnant" Leah mumbled.
"What did you just say?" Claire asked.
"Um. Nothing." Leah quickly replied.
"Did you just say you're pregnant?" She asked again.
"I... Yeah. I did."
"YOU GOT MY DAUGHTER PREGNANT?" Travis shouted.
"Jackson. Run." Leah said motioning for the window.
Jackson darted towards the open window and hopped into his truck.
"Leah Jones. We need to talk. Now young lady." Travis continued.
"I'm not talking about this now, and I'm especially not talking about it with you." Leah snarked.
"Travis. Just give her a few minutes. Please." Claire asked.
"You have until tomorrow morning, but then you can guarantee we are talking about this." He said, storming out of the room.
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"Are you ready to talk about this?" Claire said.
"Well, no. Not really. But I'm assuming you're not going to let me have a choice." Leah replied.
"And you would guess right. First things first. When did you find out about this?"
"I found out maybe 3 weeks ago. Not quite sure when I got pregnant, but there's nothing I can do about it now."
"You found out before Travis was in the picture?" Claire asked quietly.
"Yeah. I did. But apparently not before you got with him." Leah snarked.
"He's not staying anymore. He doesn't want to deal with another teenage mother. So he's bailing." Claire cried.
"Of course he is. It's for the better anyways. He clearly didn't want to show any love or support for me, so what difference does it make now?" Leah argued.
"Honey. It's okay to be mad."
"Obviously I'm mad. He comes into my life 18 years too late, stays for less than a week, then bails when I tell you I'm pregnant. What a gentleman."
"It's a lot to take in. I know sweetie. But I'm here. I'm going to support you through this entire pregnancy. We will get through this." Claire comforted.
"I'm having a baby." Leah whispered.
"You're having a baby sweetie. But I'll be right here. Don't you worry."
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Baby, Baby
Teen FictionWhen Claire got pregnant from a one-night stand her senior year, she knew she didn't want the same life for her daughter. Now, 17 years later, she will make sure Leah doesn't live the life she did as a teenager. *******some chapters may not be suita...
