𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧: "you're pregnant?"

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"so, I'm not really sure how I am going say this," i told my parents who are sitting in front of me patiently.

"honey, did you get expelled?" winona asked.

"no. my school would have most likely contacted you in the event of my expulsion."

"well, I was just asking. it's seemed plausible." she said.

"do you need a large amount of money?" my dad asked.

I shook my head.
"I'm not asking for anything. maybe mercy. like, it would be freaking awesome if no one hit me."

"well, what have you done, y/n? did you hit someone with the car?" my dad kept asking.

"no." I said,
starting to get slightly frustrated.

"dude, I thinks it's best that you just tell them." ayla urged me.

I took a deep breath before looking my parents straight in their eyes.
"I'm pregnant."

"oh, god." winona sighed, her face dropping along with my fathers.

"but I'm gonna give the baby up for adoption.
I already found this perfect couple. they're going to pay for medical expenses and everything. a-and...what, 30, er, odd weeks, we can just pretend that this never happened." I rambled, trying to break some of the tension in the room.

"you're pregnant?" my dad asked in disbelief that I am actually pregnant.

"I'm sorry. and if it is any consolation, I have heartburn that is radiating my knee caps, and I haven't taken a freaking dump since...tuesday."

"I didn't even know that you were sexually active." winona said using the term I hate so much.

"who's the kid?" my dad asked.

"the baby? I don't really know other than...I mean, they have finger nails." i said

"nails? really." winona asked seeming quite fascinated.

"no, I mean, who's the father, y/n?" my dad asked.
oh.

"um...i-it's finn wolfhard." i cringed.

"finn wolfhard?" my dad asked.
I don't think he believed me based on his facial expression.

"what?" I asked annoyed.

"I didn't think the boy had it in him." my dad said, sounding shocked.

"I know, right!" ayla agreed, pointing at my dad while laughing her ass off.

"ok. this is no laughing matter." my dad said sternly, pointing ayla to stop laughing.

"no, it's not. and you know finn is actually great in, uh...in chair. he made me feel really good." I said, defending wolfhard.

"that's enough. so, you're thinking about adoption?" my dad asked getting back to the conversation.

"yeah, there's this couple they haven't had, you know, they have been trying to have a kid since they got married." I said, telling them how caleb and sadie have been trying to get pregnant for a pretty long time.

"we found them in the pennysaver next to the exotic birds!" ayla said happily.

"they have a really good lawyer and I was going to meet with them this weekend." I continued.

"y/n, this is going to be a tough thing to do. it's tougher that you can probably understand right now." noni informed, hoping I truly understand that this pregnancy is going to be long and hard.

"i-i know. and it's just I'm not ready to be a mom."

"damn skippy, you are not! you can't even remember to give your sister her breathing medicine" my dad shook his head.

"that was one time and may I remind you she is still alive and breathing just fine!"

"honey, have you considered...the alternative?" she asked, referring to an abortion.

"no." I shook my head and looked down at my feet.

"well, you're a little viking!" she smiled.

she started writing down different things I need to do in order to get healthy.
and included scheduling a doctors visit.

"y/n, I will be coming with you to meet these...adoption parents. you're a kid and I don't want you to get ripped off by some baby-starved wing nuts." my dad raised his eyebrows and patted his legs out of frustration, he wasn't mad just very disappointed.

"thanks, dad."

"I just thought you were the kind of girl who knew when to say when." he shook his head due to his expectations of me being completely wrong.

we gave each other intense eye contact before I looked away.
"I really don't know what kind of girl I am." i said, picking at my fingernails.

my dad huffed and shook his head.
I turned on my feet to go upstairs and ayla followed me.

"I can't believe that girl! do you think this is my fault?" my dad asked winona.

"I think kids get bored and have intercourse. and I think y/n was a big dummy." she replied.

"did you see kids of that coming when she sat us both down here?"

"yeah, but i was just hoping she got expelled."

"that's what I was hoping for too. anything but this." my dad said, leaning back into his recliner.

"and I'm gonna punch that wolfhard kid in his little wiener the next time I see him!" he added.

"come on. you know it wasn't his idea." winona shook her head while giving my dad the 'you know damn well' look.

"yeah..."




























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sorry I haven't been updating this book! I start school soon so I've been kind of stressing over that and to be honest feeling very uninspired but here we are now! hope y'all enjoyed, vote and comment. byeeee.
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