My Someone (an o2l mostly Trevor moran fanfic)

Chapter 33! February

PART FREAKIN FOUR!

Sarah's P.O.V

I could already tell the day was going to be different.

I woke up with a huge cramp in my stomach.

All through the night fans sent the usual hate.

I really wanted to die.

Sam still talked to me.

I should've told him.

I should've told him it wasn't his baby girl.

I hobbled down the stairs to see Hannah and Trevor cuddling on the couch.

Trevor was now 18 and officially illegal to do anything with Hannah but I knew she would never do that with him.

Even if they were a year or two apart.

Frankie was eating honey bunches of oats and haven just ate a pancake.

I decided to just grab water.

"Why is Trevor here?" I asked Frankie.

"Because he can..." She said.

I was out of it.

I just wanted to sleep.

Or go away.

Or die.

I hated my life so much right now.

Two more months. I told myself.

I sighed.

But then it will be worse. So much worse.

I realized I woke up at 12:30 when I checked the clock.

I rolled my eyes and walked back upstairs to get ready.

I had just turned 17 as well. Like two months ago.

Sam was 20. He'd always be three years older than me.

It felt weird.

A 17 year old dating a 20 year old.

As long as the doctors don't know sam and I did that... It won't be rape.

It's Jordan's baby.

Not Sams.

I started to cry.

My life has always been tough.

Both of my sisters died, but in terrible ways.

My would have been middle sister died in a car crash. She flew into the street and was ran over by a truck.

My would have been youngest died on her way into the world.

And I was waiting for my turn to end shortly.

And I hoped it would've been today. I knew something was happening.

Hannah's P.O.V

I woke up and smiled.

Butterflies flew to my head and I let a soft scream out.

It was valentines day.

My favorite holiday.

[hannah fact: valentines day is her favorite holiday]

I changed into the same dress I wore for the digi tour performance.

My red dress with the lace collar and braided belt.

I put my hair up into a French braid and called Trevor over.

"I can't wait to surprise you." He said.