Trouble Teacher

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"They're probably just trying to get settled and talking to Jason's parents." He holds your hand in his before bringing your fingertips to his lips.
"I know but they could call or text at least.." you close your eyes and lets out a shaky sigh. "I will never forget how I saw him there, just covered in blood and crunched as the life was just sloely
sucking out of him. If I knew he was dying, I would've helped him first. I..I heard another car crashed upon ours before t..they could help him out and I couldn't be with him when he took his
last breath.." you sniff and wipe your eyes with the palm of your hand. He holds you closer to him as he strokes your head. "Love, it couldn't be helped and that isn't your fault. You were hurt too and pretty badly I'd say. He knew you loved him and you were there for him, he knows now how you wanted to be there for him." He sighs and swallows hard. "I've heard talking helps, do you want to tell me about him?"

"It was just that he was, like always hiding behind this bad boy mask and I think nobody knew what he really was like.. the way he could just melt around me and his friends, he was a totally different with us than with anyone
else." You clench onto his blouse, softly groaning in pain. "I didn't even had my driver licence yet, I shouldn't have done that.. I insisted wanting to drive and he let me. How stupid could I be?" You whisper as you close your eyes and rests your head on his chest.

"Listen, we all heard about the accident from the report when one of the boys called their mum. That was not your fault at all. It was that whacky driver. You were in congested traffic on a tiny Hamburg street on a busy night. You were trapped and their was nowhere to go." He rubs your arm and head slightly. "Tell me about the good times."

"It was quite fun when we went out to the bar, one time they blindfolded me to suprise me for my birthday..we ended up in a stripclub." You giggle and sighs. "We danced a bit, laughed at the weird people walking around and smoked
something in the back which I don't remember what it was, but it was good. Then we got a little drunk and yeah." You chuckle nervously as your eyes widen and you realise, realise you had unprotected sex with Jeremy. Maybethat is why you felt so sick the last couple of days, even before the accident. "D..David, c..can you take my brother and get a doctor for me? Right
now.." You stutter as you just stare at the ceiling. David takes your brother in his arms and sets him down in the chair. "Alright (Y/N)!" He rushes out of the door and grabs a nurse as well as the first doctor walking toward your room and almost drags them there. "They're here. What is it?"

The nurse and doctor smooth their uniforms as one grabs the clipboard. The nurse, a new one, smiles as she reads a certain positive test. "Oh, how sweet," she whispers. "W..what do you mean Miss?" You gulp nervously as you panicly looks between David and the nurse. "What?" The nurse looks down as the doctor glares at her and walks over to you. "When you were checked into the hospital we naturally did some blood test. One of the test we do is a pregnancy test and that one was positive. I take it that he is the father," she whispers the last part while David twists his fingers. "What's wrong?"

You shake you head slightly. "I'am 18.." you whisper as thick tears roll down your cheeks and down your throat onto your hospital gown. "I can't," you sigh and looks over at the nurse. "I can't be pregnant.. the test is wrong.." David's eyes widen as he looks to you. "Oh, love. We c..can fix this." The doctor looks down at the clip board. "You're at almost two months. The baby is healthy and there have been no complications. We checked to make sure your medicines were safe and so they are." David closes his eyes and sits down on the chair beside your bed. "The..The father is dead.." you sighs deeply as you pant. You bury your head on your knees and cries it out. David stands again and rubs your back as the doctor and nurse step towards the door. "We'll be out here if you need us." David nods and continues to rub your back slowly. "(Y/N), do you want to have this baby?" "I..I don't. I want yours but I can't, I don't want to raise his child without him.." you sigh and wipes your eyes as you sit up. "David? What do I do?" You whisper.

David sits on the bed beside you and sighs as he kisses your head. "We have some options here but you can't ask me what to do. You have to ask yourself." He wraps his arms around you while he speaks. "It isn't too late for... for an abortion or you could have the baby and give it up for adoption. You could tell his parents if you wanted their input as well. Then, there's always the last option. You could have the baby and we'll get married as soon as possible before the baby arrives and w..we could raise it together. The baby could know about his real father or I could act like its father but it's your body and your decision."