The Beginning
Disclaimer: Saban owns the Power Rangers and their characters. I own Gabby and her family and her children's personalities but I do not own her
children's names. The town that she lives in is real. A/N: I'm gonna bunch a couple chapters in one because the are to short to be chapters on their
own and just wouldn't look good.
I suck at describing people and how they look so maybe this will help.
Character description:
Name: Gabby Jennifer Matthews
School: Angel Grove High
Parents: Kristyn and Jay Matthews
Grandma: Nicole Johnson
Appearance: 5"2',105, brown hair (a little bit longer than shoulder length) and hazel eyes
If you want to see what she looks like look up Chyler Leigh because her looks are who I based them off of.
Cloverdale California: Late 80s:The Matthews' home. 4:00pm.
Chapter 1
Gabby fell asleep next to another naked body. After a few minutes they heard a car pull into the driveway. She shot out of bed. "Hide." She hissed.
They boy hid in her closet. She hurried to hide their clothes. She put on her pajamas.
"Gabby! We're home!" Called her parents up the stairs. "Great," she mumbled, "I'm coming!" She opened the closet door and gave the startled
boy his clothes. "Get out." She whispered.
"How?" He asked.
"I don't know I'll distract my parents." She said and closed the closet door.
She walked out of her room and went downstairs into the kitchen. Her mother engulfed her in a hug. "How's my girl?" she asked.
"Good." Gabby said and jumped when she heard the doorbell rang. "I've got it." She called and skipped to the door. She opened it and gasped. It
was the boy fully clothed and smiling.
"Surprised?" He asked.
She nodded. "C'mon in." she said and the boy followed her into the living room where her parents were now in.
"Hi I'm Kristyn and this is my husband Jay. Who may I ask are you?" Her mother said.
Her shook her and hand and said, "I'm Tommy Oliver."
(A/N: like I said short chapters)
Chapter 2
(About a month later)
'Please say no.' Gabby silently pled. But fate had other plans. She looked down and tears started to streak on her face. On the floor, where she
dropped it the pregnancy test showed a + sign.
She got off the toilet and splashed water on her face. How was she going to tell her parents? She pondered on that for a moment, walked to her
room and shut the door. "Damn I wish I had a lock," She muttered, "Mom could you come here?" she called out.
She heard her mother's feet climbing the stairs. During each step she felt her heart jam into her throat. "Yes Gabby. I'm here." Her mother called
out tersely. "I've got to tell you something and I don't want you to kill me." Her mom sighed. "Just tell me."
"Mom I'm pregnant." Gabby said and leaned against the door. "What! How could you do this? Your father and I are going through a divorce and
you go and get knocked up! I so don't have time for this." She said and walked away. Gabby fell to the floor crying.
(Later that night)
Gabby was laying in the fetal position crying herself to sleep. Her mom opened the door and looked at her. She walked in and pulled the covers
over her. She walked out and into her own room.
(That morning)
Gabby walked out her room yawning and playing with her disheveled hair pushing it up trying to give it volume. She had her pajamas on, purple
Eeyore bottoms and a gray baggy t- shirt with fuzzy slippers. She had down in the living room. "Jay…." Her mom was talking to her dad. Gabby hid.
Her mom walked by and into the kitchen. "No. You don't need to come over. I can handle this. I'm her mother…Don't you dare!…. Yes! She really is
pregnant….. No! You cant come over. I mean it… Well then fine. Bye!" she shouted and hung up. "Go to hell." She muttered to the phone.
Gabby let out a big breath. 'Great dad knows I am never going to his house now.' The reason for the divorce. Drinking.
She walked into the kitchen a grabbed a pop tart. Her mother glared at her and said, "I called your doctor and we're going to see your new
OBGYN. So get ready." She sneered.
Gabby walked to her room, she put on jeans, a black wife beater and a red baggy sweatshirt. She put on her converse and pulled her hair back
into a ponytail. She walked back into the kitchen with a pop tart in her mouth.
"I'm ready." She said tentitentivly
"Lets go then." Her mom snapped.
"Yes ma'am." She mumbled.
They got into the car and it was a very silent car ride. Gabby ate her pop tarts on the way there.
They sat in the waiting room. A nurse came out. "Gabby Matthews'?"
Gabby stood up. "That's me." She said. "The doctor is ready for you." The nurse said.
Her mother stayed sitting. "Are you coming, mom?" Her mother shook her head. "Fine ," Gabby and walked away with the nurse, "bitch." She muttered.
They walked to a room and the nurse checked her vitals. "Dr. Halvorson will be with you shortly." The nurse said. Gabby nodded and the nurse left. She sat alone for awhile.
The doctor walked in. "Hello," she looked at a clipboard, "Gabby."
"Hello." She replied.
The doctor started asking her a string of questions.
"Do you smoke?"
"No."
"Do you use drugs?"
"No."
"Do you drink?"
"No."
"When was your last sexual encounter?"
"About a month ago."
"Alright lets see your baby." She said. Gabby shot up and followed the doctor into a room with a machine and a patient bed. "Lay down and pull
your shirt up to your chest. Now this will be cold." She poured the gel on Gabby's stomach and used a device to probe and looked at the machine.
"Oh my." The doctor said.
"What! What!" Gabby nearly shot up.
"Um your having twins."
Chapter 3
(3 months later and not showing)
"Are you going to tell me the father's name?" Her mother asked.
"Nope. They are my children. He doesn't need to be involved." Gabby said sitting across the dining room table from her mother.
Her mother's hands tightened on her coffee cup. "Neither do you." She said.
Gabby shot up out of her chair. "Mom! I am not getting an abortion!" she said furiously.
"What about adoption?" Her mother asked.
"You adopt them then." She spat and spun on her heal and walked away.
"Maybe I will." Her mom muttered.
Gabby entered her room and picked up the phone. She called a counselor and told her everything. "I just feel so alone. I don't want to go to school anymore." She said.
"Why don't you go to a school for pregnant, single, teen mothers?" the counselor asked.
"I didn't know I had that option. Oh thank you!" she said and hung up.
(While that was happening)
Mrs. Matthews was looking through the yellow pages to find a lawyer.
Gabby knew her mother wouldn't treat her right so she called her grandmother.
"Hello."
"Grandma!"
"Dearie! How are you and those grandkids of mine?"
"Great – Grandkids. I think your getting old."
Her grandmother laughed.
"I was talking to a counselor today and she said that I could transfer schools."
"That's great!" her grandmother responded.
"Grandma can I move in with you?" she blurted.
"Child, you have a mother."
"She doesn't treat me right and she wants me to abort my twins."
Her grandmother sighed.
"Please." Gabby pleaded.
"Let me think about it."
Gabby squealed.
"That was not a yes."
"I know. I'll talk to you later! Love you."
"I love you too. Bye."
They hung up and Gabby laid down on her bed content.
(A week later)
"Gabby! Phone!" Kristyn yelled up the stairs. Gabby picked up the phone in her room. "Got it!" she yelled out and put the phone to her ear. She
heard her mother hang up the other phone.
"Hello?"
"Yes." Her grandmother replied.
It took her awhile for the word to sink in but when it did Gabby squealed.
"Really grandma!"
"Yes, child. Now calm down and breathe."
"When?"
"Soon. Very soon."
(A/N: I hope you liked it. There is more to come! So click on the review button cuz I like reviews they inspire me to write more and faster so if you
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~Love … Winter-Hale