Summary: Chandler just started his senior year of high school when he gets some life-altering news. His mother forces him to face it as his dad turns his back on him. He pulls his life together and goes off on his own to prove that he can handle it on his own.

AN: So I'm starting this story because I'm having a major writer's block in regards to my other story, Tragic Past. I got this idea when I was watching Sixteen and Pregnant. Please give it a chance. Please R&R.

Disclaimer: I own no one. They all belong to Bright/Kauffman/Crane.

Prologue

Chandler Bing pulled up to his house and slowly walked into the house. He thought it was strange when he saw the dining room light on. It was just him and his mom here. And they usually had their meals at the table in the kitchen. They must have some company over.

"Mom? I'm home!" he called.

"Chandler," Nora smiled at him as she came out to him. "How was work?"

"I think I'm going to go to bed." he sighed. "I'm exhausted."

"We have company, honey. But not the kind you like."

"Who is it?"

"Your father."

"Hey, son." he turned around and saw Charles coming in.

"Hi." Chandler started towards the stairs. "I'm going to bed."

"It's only eight o' clock."

"He's worked late the last couple of days." Nora told him. "He did an open to close yesterday. And he opened today."

"We shouldn't have to defend ourselves against him." Chandler said. "It's not like he cares enough to come visit us more than once a year. Not even on my birthday or Christmas."

"He's right, you know." Nora glanced at Charles as Chandler went up to his room to lay down. "You have no right to question anything that we do."

"Why is he working such long hours?"

"He wants to have spending money for himself. Don't interrogate me about how I raise my son. We're fine."

Chandler closed and locked his bedroom door and collapsed onto his bed and fell right to sleep. He awoke a little while later when he heard the doorbell ring and shouting downstairs. He got out of bed and walked out of his room and downstairs.

"Katie?" he saw his girlfriend and her parents arguing with his parents.

"There he is." her dad started towards Chandler.

"You stay away from my son." Nora stood in between them.

"I'm sorry, Chandler." Katie said quietly.

"For what?"

"Like you don't know." her dad told him.

"Know what?" Chandler demanded.

"You knocked up our daughter." her mom spoke up.

"What?" he looked at Katie. "Is that true?"

"I'm sorry. I tried to get up to the pizza shop to tell you. But they said you had already left."

"Is this a possibility?" Charles demanded from his son.

"Yes."

"We talked her out of having an abortion." Katie's mom told them. "We're looking into adoption."

"What?" Chandler gasped.

"No." Nora said firmly, seeing the look on her son's face. "We won't agree to that. We'll raise the baby ourselves."

"What?" Charles looked at her. "You can't be serious. He doesn't know how to raise a kid. And I won't help him."

"Of course you won't. But I will."

"If that's what you want, then we'll sign over all rights to you." Katie's dad told them. "We'll be in touch."

Charles walked them to the door, then turned on his son and ex-wife.

"Are you out of your mind?" he yelled at them. "The best thing for that baby is to give it a good home."

"It will have a good home." Chandler yelled back. "Here with us."

"Chandler, did you have any idea that she was pregnant?" Nora asked him.

"No. We only did it once. We used protection."

"Do you think you're ready for this kind of responsibility?"

"No. But I have to be. I'm going to do this with or without your support."

"You will have mine. Definitely."

"Well, you won't have mine." Charles told him.

"What else is new?" Chandler screamed. "You've never supported me in anything. I don't care if I never see you again."

"How dare you-" Charles moved towards him.

"You take another step near my son and you'll regret it." Nora told him. "Go on upstairs, Chandler. I'll be there in a while so we can talk privately."

"Ok." he went back up to his room as his parents started a screaming match.

A couple hours later, Nora walked into Chandler's room and saw him laying across his bed with his eyes still open.

"Hey, honey." she smiled at him.

"Did you throw him out yet?" he asked softly.

"Yes." she sat beside him as he slowly sat up. "I'll change all the locks tomorrow."

"So were you telling the truth?" he looked at her. "That you would support me? And help me with the baby?"

"I was serious." she assured him. "But it's not going to be easy. And it'll take a lot of sacrifices for both of us."

"Like most of my senior year activities. Or all of them."

"We'll work it all out." she assured him. "Why don't you go to sleep. We'll get into everything more in the morning."

"Ok. Thanks, mom." he said softly as he lay down and she turned out his light and closed the door behind her as she walked out.

AN: So there's the prologue. What did you all think? Good or bad? Should I continue with it? Leave me some reviews and feedback. Please R&R.