She prayed that he wouldn't chase her out of there. She hoped that for once that he wouldn't feel the need to be prince freaking charming. Then again Prince Charming wouldn't turn a friendly check in into a screaming fight. "How is this so easy for you?" He spat at her. What was he freaking crazy?

"It's not easy. You're not the only one that hurts in this situation. But, I need those people to think that I ran off with Wyatt. I need them to think that Talya is a freaking nut case. I need this so they will forget about everything." She wanted to throw something at the wall like she did when she first found out. "I need this because I am pregnant. Just for me let everyone think it's Wyatt's." She said as the tears poured down before she ran off.

He wanted to chase after her. He needed to chase after her, but his legs didn't see things that way. He just stood there like a zombie till Mariana came out and asked him for a ride. Still it was just the motions. He sat there in the driveway looking up at her window. He was so stupid. He ruined it for her. She was going to have a family. No matter how much it hurt him, she was going to have a family. He was right about one thing he was stupid.

She just watched him out the window for an hour. "Do you know what is wrong with him?" Mariana asked as she came up behind her. She just shook her head as she walked away from the window. She went down the stairs. Right past both moms watching television and Jude doing his homework. She just walked right out that front door. Making her way to the car out in the driveway. "If you don't move this car pretty soon they are going to report you for stalking." She said to him as she sat down in the passenger seat.

He just looked over at her and wanted to cry. "Were you going to even tell me?" He asked as he looked at her. Not wanting to think about anything.

"I think you would have figured it out eventually. You know when I looked I stuffed a watermelon down my shirt." She said as she looked over at him.

"So you're going to…" He just let his words trail off.

"I am going to have this baby, Brandon. I am going to keep it and raise it to like country music." She said the last part with a laugh.

"What?" He just looked at her like she had lost her mind. "Why?"

"I just feel like it." She replied as she looked over at him. He hated when she cried, but at this moment in time he didn't want to comfort her. He just wanted to fall apart himself. "Just come inside. Everyone in there is worrying about you." She said as she opened the door. He looked up and saw his mother's standing there with the door open looking at them.

"He has had a rough day, go easy on him." She said through her tears as she walked passed Lena and Stef and started back upstairs. She made it up the stairs and then just collapsed on to the floor right there in the hallway and sobbed. She could hear Stef and Lena talking downstairs.

"We knew this was going to be hard for them." Lena said. She just chuckled in her head if only they knew how hard it really was. Then she heard the door slam.

"Are you alright, B?" Stef asked. He mumbled something about calling his dad. At that point she knew it was time to get up. But, she just felt numb.

He told his parents that he wanted to stay the night with his moms because of a fight he had with Talya. He was just too upset to drive anywhere else. They seemed to buy it. Hell, there for a while he almost convinced himself that was the case. That was until she came busting into his room running straight to his trashcan. He just went over and held her hair as she threw up right into it. "I am sorry Jesus was in the bathroom. I am so sorry." She said as she looked at him. He just wrapped his arms around her pulling her in a hug.

"It's okay." He said as softly. "This is what I am supposed to be doing after all." He whispered to her.

"Brandon please let go of me." She said softly.

"What now I can't even hug you?" He asked as he looked down at her.

"It's not that." She said as pushed him away and stood back over the trashcan just a moment before throwing up again. He wished he had another trashcan when his mother appeared in the doorway.

"What is going on in here?" She asked as she looked at them. Almost as soon as the words came out of her mouth Callie added even more vomit to that trashcan.

Food Poisoning. Just ate something bad. She tried to telepathically send that message to Brandon who was staring at his mother. "Jesus was in the bathroom and she just ran in her and well you saw." He said as she tried to stand straight up. She walked her way over to the bed and tried to breathe.

"I think I ate something bad at school today." She mumbled as she looked over at Stef. "His room was closer than mine and I wasn't going to make it. I know the ground rules, sorry." She said as she looked up at Stef fighting back tears. Stef just walked over to her and helped her up.

"Why don't you go lay down in our room for a while? You will be close to our bathroom. Ummm… B just throw out that." She said as she looked over at her son before walking Callie out of the room.

He wanted to punch a wall. He wanted to just do something. Something was better than nothing. Right? He walked downstairs in the middle of the night for a drink of water. She was laying on the sofa with the television on. "Mariana kicked me out. Said that I was going to give her the flu." She answered a question that he didn't even ask yet. That's how great they were together. They could almost read the others mind.

"Was that the first time?" He asked. She just look over at him and shook her head.

"Just the first time I couldn't lock myself in the bathroom and hide it." She replied softly. He just nodded as he moved closer. "Please don't." She added before she got up. "One day you will understand that this is better for you." She just walked away towards the stairs.