Teddy didn't speak to Spencer since that night he tried to pay her to get an abortion. She figured they were over and thought it was better to just stay away from him and if he finally comes to his senses, he'll go to her.

It seemed like to Teddy Spencer moved on pretty fast. He seemed to be enjoying life more than she is. Word got out that they broke up so suddenly all these girls were all over him. Like who wouldn't want to date the newly single, hottest boy at school?

Teddy knew she needed to tell her parents soon because she's already developing a tiny baby bump. She already feels like they have some suspicions with her because she's having weird food cravings, at all hours of the night, and much more moody than normal. Plus the morning sickness... Teddy tries her best to hide it, but it's difficult when all the sudden she needs to throw up. At school, when she starts to get that throwing up feeling, she just asks to go to the bathroom and nobody suspects a thing. But soon they will.

Both Bob and Amy Duncan were sitting in the living room together. Amy was on her laptop working on her Mommy's Blog, while Bob was reading the newspaper while drinking a cup of coffee.

"Dad look." Teddy said, bring in a plate of her father's favorite home made cookies. "I made you cookies."

"Oh, are they still hot?" He quickly asked, putting his newspaper down.

"Fresh out of the oven."

"You can just place them right there." He said, pointing to the coffee table.

Teddy placed the plate down on the coffee table and then sat down on the couch. So far her plan is going to plan; buttering up her father with one of his favorites.

"So um... I need to tell you both something." Teddy said. "But please don't yell. I understand you'll be upset and I'm ready for the consequences."

Amy slowly looked off her computer screen to her daughter. "Teddy, what did you do?"

"More importantly. Do I need to call my lawyer?" Bob asked. "Or the insurance?"

"Um... Maybe the health insurance?" Teddy took a deep breath of air and slowly let it out and blurted out, "I'm pregnant."

Amy's eyes grew big obviously furious. "You're what!"

"I'm so sorry. It didn't mean to happen." She quickly said. "We used protection but I guess it broke. I'm so sorry."

"Is it Spencer's?" She asked.

"Yes but a few weeks ago I told him and he tried giving me money to get an abortion. He doesn't want the baby and we're over."

Bob stood up from his chair "I'm going over to that boy's house and..."

"Dad don't. You'll just make things worse."

"How much worse can I make it?" He asked.

"Your father's right, Teddy. He needs to own up to his mistakes and not try to fix it with money." Amy said.

"I'm hoping giving him time and space will make him come to his senses."

"Does his parents know?" Her mother asked.

"I doubt it."

"I'm going over there. Now where are my keys." He went into the kitchen and then come back out.

"Dad, please don't." Teddy begged. "Please."

He ignored his daughter and left.

Bob Duncan arrived to the Walsh's house and went up to ring the doorbell. A moment later a man opened the door, who he assumed was Spencer's father.

"Where's your son?" Bob asked.

"Who are you?" Paul asked.

"I'm Teddy's father." He said. "Where is your son?"

"What is this about?"

"Spencer got my daughter pregnant."

Teddy was down to her room crying. Out of the blue her phone started to ring and it was Spencer. She reluctantly answer because she figured he was pissed her dad went to confront him and his parents.

Spencer just started to yell at her which made her cry even more and she hung up in his face because she didn't want to deal with his crap. Her mother came down, not long after.

"I made you a doctor's appointment." Teddy nodded. "Teddy, what are you crying about now?"

"Spencer called me." She cried. "And yelled at me."

"Oh, honey." Amy walked over to where her daughter lay in her bed and just embraced her. Teddy slouched down, crying into her mother's chest, with her hair covering her face. "Teddy, he's not worth crying about. If he wants to be like this, so be it. You don't need him."

"Mom, I loved him." Teddy continued to cry.

"Oh, Teddy." Amy rubbed her daughter's back and pushed her blonde hair out of her face.

"I hate him, mom."

"Teddy, are you sure you want to keep the baby? We could always do adoption."

"I'm sure mom. I want to keep my baby."

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