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~skips to 3 weeks later~
I just woke up and already feel like I am going to puke. I run to the bathroom because I really did not want to throw up on Carl. Everyone in the house could probably hear me. Debbie walked into the bathroom.
"Are you okay?" Debbie was grossed out by the smell of the puke.
"Not really. I keep throwing up when I first wake up." I said in between gagging.
"Are you pregnant?" Debbie screamed.
"Don't scream that!" I whispered in anger.
"Did you and Carl fuck?" Debbie whispered.
"Well maybe. We got super drunk at a party." I shrugged.
"We need to go the clinic right now." Debbie grabbed my arm.
We get to the clinic and I run right into the bathroom while Debbie was signing me in. I can't be fucking pregnant. This is not good. What's gonna happen when I tell Carl? Should I even tell him? What's Molly and Mike gonna say about this? Fiona is gonna be fucking pissed. Should I keep it? Should I get it rid of it? I am too scared to even think about this. I am only 15. I am gonna have to take care of Molly, Mike and this baby. I am not gonna be able to handle this. I open the bathroom door while wiping the puke off of my lips. I sit down next to Debbie and Frannie. We wait for around 15 minutes before someone calls us back.
"Morgan Milkovich." A nurse called for me.
"Will you come with me?" I was too nervous to do this alone.
"Of course." Debbie smiled.
We get into the room. Debbie sits down in the chair with Frannie. I sit at the little table.
"What brings you here today, Morgan?" The nurse asked.
"I think - I think I may be pregnant." My voice cracks.
"Lay down." The nurse demands.
I lay down on the table so the nurse can put the cold shit on my stomach.
"You are definitely pregnant." The nurse smiles.
She points at a face. Fuck!
"It seems that you are going to have twins!" The nurse smiles even bigger.
"TWINS!!" I screamed.
"Do you want to explore your options?" The nurse asked.
"I have to think about this." I really don't know what to do.
I storm out of the room and Debbie follows.
"You have to keep it!" Debbie is so excited.
"I need to talk to Molly and Mike." I yelled.
"You need to tell Carl first. He is the father, right?" Debbie whispered.
"Of course he is the fucking father. I am not a fucking slut." I am pissed.
"I wasn't calling you a slut." Debbie gets offended.
We get to the house and I grab Molly and Mike and bring them onto the porch.
"What?" Mike yelled.
"I'm pregnant with Carl's babies." I whispered.
"Babies?" Molly questioned.
"I am gonna have twins." I tried to speak as quietly as I could.
"I'm gonna be an aunt!" Molly screamed.
Veronica comes out of her front door while Molly is screaming about being an aunt. She looks shocked. She can't tell Fiona.
"Stay right here." I demanded.
"Did she just say she was gonna be an aunt?" Veronica was pissed.
"I am pregnant with twins." I didn't look her in the eyes.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Veronica screamed.
"What the fuck am I supposed to do? Fiona is gonna kill me." I am scared.
"She's gonna want you to get rid of them." Veronica whispered.
I turn around because I can see that Veronica is looking behind me. Carl was standing a few feet away from me with a confused look on his face.
"Get rid of what?" Carl was confused.
"I am pregnant with twins." I could not look at him when I said it.
