Quiet (Shaylor)

Chapter 23: Bun in the oven

A/N: Today all I experience was irony. I have a bad cold so that's why I'm not online and all I have eaten today was apples because they help my soar throat. I don't have to school until October 5th yay. Oh yeah, happy October everyone.. Hopefully this month is exciting. Christmas is coming and I'll be soon singing Christmas carols. Anyways enjoy this chapter... What's your favorite holiday? From M.

"YOU HAVE TO SHCOOL LOVE" her mother yelled from downstairs. "I don't feel well" Grace weakly responded back. She was laying in bed with a little fever for the past few days. Her mother came upstairs and came into her room. "You can stay home for only today but tommorrow your marching your butt to school missy" Grace nodded and her mother just sighed and closed her door. Right after she grab the bucket that was beside her bed and threw up in it. Lately, she hasn't been feeling too well. Her body has been acting weird and has been changing. Her breasts have been sore every time she touches them, she has been using the bathroom a lot, and she had intense food cravings. Grace was worried about her health since she should've gotten her period last week. She was freak out and wasn't sure what to do or how to handle the situation.

She grabbed her phone off the nightstand and dialed a number. She put it up to her ear and the phone ring a couple of time. "Hey?" Taylor answered it. "Hi Taylor it's grace, can you please come over?" She was hoping he'll say yes. "We have school this morning remember... Why do you want me to come over?" Taylor questioned her suspiciously; not wanting her to kiss him again. "Bring a pregnancy test when you come over" Grace replied to him and hung up without saying another word. Taylor glanced at his phone with disbelief, guess I'm not going to school today, he said to himself.

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There was an knock on the door and Grace rushed to open it. She pulled Taylor inside and locked the door. She grabbed the paper brown bag from him and went to the bathroom. The older boy stood there confused wondering why she needs a pregnancy test in the first place. He wished she wasn't pregnant because he could tell Grace was too immature for a baby. He also wondered who was the baby's father? He hasn't seen Grace in awhile to have a conclusion who got her knock up. After a few minutes, she came out the bathroom. "Sorry to be a bother, it was important" Grace tried to explain herself. "It's fine you been having sex recently?" Taylor wasn't really surprised. "I've only been having sex to get my mind off of things....you know after you rejected me.... I needed someone to feel me up" Taylor crinkled his nose; thinking about heterosexual intercourse. "They made me feel warm inside and made me feel love" she continued being graphic. "I took a big one-" The older boy interrupted her not wanting to hear anymore sexual things.

"I don't want to know about your sex life Grace" he rolled his eyes. "Sorry" the brown haired girl giggled. "Don't be" Taylor shook his head in disbelief. "It just that the sex was amazing" She smiled to herself. She looked at the pregnancy test in her hand, the stick had two lines meaning it was positive. She gasped at the results. "What is it?" He asked her with an raise eyebrow. "I'm pregnant" she smack her palm on her forehead. "Why are you in shock? You should've been using protecting instead of laying down and making babies" Taylor pressed his lips together. "I.... I thought you couldn't get pregnant if you only have sex once" Grace didn't have the brightest mind. "Grace you do know it only takes one time without protection to get pregnant right? The brown haired boy was annoyed at her stupidity.

Grace didn't respond and Taylor could tell she was about to cry because her bottom lip started jutting out. He pulled her in for tight hug, "I'm sorry I shouldn't be too harsh on you" Taylor apologized as she sobs. "It's fine I don't know what to do" she cried into his shirt. "You have to decide what your going to do Grace... this depends on the baby's life too" she glanced at him with tears eyes. "I think I wanna keep the baby but I'm not sure about the father" She thought back to Connor. "Who's the father?" He wanted to know for some reason. "Connor" His eyes became wide. "Out of all guys you pick Connor" he didn't get it. "He was nice to me and made me feel good... It just kinda happened" She blushed. Taylor checked his watch, "Well I gotta go because I have set up for date later". "Whatever you guys decide to do, give me and Shawn a call if you need help" He told her before existing her home. She closed and lock up her door once again. Grace walked upstairs and looked at herself in the mirror. The brown haired rubbed her stomach, the young girl had a bun in the oven.

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Short chapter, thoughts?

Being sick sucks.