It was a few weeks later, and Braelyn was still getting sick a few times each morning, which confused her, because she thought her pregnancy was over when she miscarried a few weeks back. She now lived with Jon and his mother, although they didn't see Piper that much. She was always out doing her drugs, leaving Jon to also take care of his 8-year-old sister, Elizabeth.

It was late at night though, on Friday, and Elizabeth was sleeping. Jon and Braelyn were cuddling when Braelyn groaned and held her stomach. "You okay baby?" Jon asked her.

"Gonna g-" She threw her hand over her mouth and ran into the bathroom, vomiting into the toilet.

Jon walked into the bathroom and pulled Braelyn's hair out of her eyes and sighed. "Baby girl, you've been getting sick everyday now. I think we need to make you an appointment with the doctor."

"J-Jon...I think I might still be pregnant...I still haven't gotten my period yet..." She pouted then said, "My pants are getting tighter..." She flushed the toilet and brushed her teeth, then giving Jon a kiss. "Whatever happens, Jon, I love you."

Jon kissed her back and said, "I love you too." He kissed her even deeper and groaned as his cock started to harden. "Fuck.." He whispered.

"What's wrong, Jon?" Braelyn asked him.

"Horny..." He grabbed her hand and placed it over his groin so she could feel how hard he was.

"Oh my." She said, blushing as a pool of wetness began to form in her panties. "J-Jon...please..."

"Please, what?" He asked smirking.

"I-I-I need you. Jon!" She gasped as Jon threw his hand down her shorts, chuckling at how wet she was. He thrusted his fingers in and out of her.

Groaning, he said, "Such a tight pussy...I want to taste you...can I taste you baby?"

Braelyn nodded and gasped as she watched him lower his mouth to her crotch. "Oh fuck.."

Jon lifted his head a tiny bit. "Mmm baby you taste so sweet." He said as he went back to work on her, suckling her clit into his mouth and nibbling on it.

"Oh fuck Jon! A-ahhh!" She screamed as she felt her body shake with orgasm, her juices flowing into Jon's mouth.

"That's it baby girl. God...I'm so hard. It's your turn now." He fiddled with his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling his boxers down. Braelyn watched as Jon's cock sprang out against his stomach. "See? I'm so hard baby girl. Fuck..." His dick throbbed and he gasped as Braelyn lowered her head to his groin, taking his hardened length in her mouth. "Goddamn Braelyn. That feels so- oh fuck baby girl. Faster. Oh god." He grabbed a hold of her hair and started thrusting in and out of her mouth. He gasped when Braelyn cupped his balls in her hands. "Oh my fucking god Braelyn. Keep that up and I'm gonna cum. Oooohhhh..." Jon's moans were becoming uncontrollable as he felt his stomach tighten up.

"Mmmm..." Braelyn said, groaning around his cock, sending vibrations up the shaft.

Jon cried out as he felt his cock pulse inside her mouth, his product shooting out in thick spurts. "Ohhhhh fucccckkk...!"

Jon pulled out of Braelyn's mouth and pulled his boxers back up. He smiled at Braelyn and pulled her close to him. "Come on baby girl, let's get some rest. I'll take you to the hospital in the morning so we can figure out what's going on with you."

Braelyn yawned and laid her head on Jon's chest, smiling as he pet her hair. Soon, Jon heard her deep breathing and he knew that she was asleep. But he couldn't seem to fall asleep because he had too much on his mind. What if she was still pregnant? Was he really ready

to be a father? He frowned as he decided to try and sleep.

Several hours later, Braelyn woke up and instantly rushed to the bathroom. Jon stirred and rubbed his eyes as he saw Braelyn in the bathroom, getting sick. He groaned and called out, "You okay baby girl?"

"No..."

"Well, just sit tight and get dressed, I gotta do something before I take you to the hospital."

"Okay.."

Jon got out of bed and ran downstairs. Piper was passed out on the couch with a bottle of vodka in her hand. Jon dug in Piper's purse and grabbed her car keys out of it. He then walked up to Elizabeth's room and woke her up. She stirred and whimpered, asking, "What's going on?"

"Sis, I need to take Braelyn to the hospital and mom is passed out on the couch, so you have to go with us. Get dressed. When you're dressed come to my room. He calmly walked back to his room, and frowned when he heard crying. "Baby doll, you okay?"

"I'm scared Jon...what if I am still pregnant? If I am...I think I'll get an abortion..."

Jon paused and swallowed. He didn't believe in abortion. One day, while he and his mom were arguing, she had revealed to him that he wasn't even supposed to be alive. She had attempted to get an abortion when she was pregnant with him, but it had failed.

Jon sighed and said, "No, you won't. Babe if you're pregnant, we'll get through this together. But I WILL NOT let you murder that baby."

"But Jon...I'm only 14...I can't do this..." She started sobbing and Jon pulled her close to him.

"Like I said, we'll get through this together. We don't even know if you're even pregnant yet. Elizabeth! Are you ready yet?"

"Yeah." Elizabeth said as she walked into Jon's room. They all walked down to the car and Jon got in. He paused when he saw Braelyn visibly shaking.

"You okay, baby?"

"J-just nervous...uh Jon...do you even know how to drive?"

"Of course. Just ask Elly. I've been driving her to doctor's appointments for about a year now. Because our mom is a good for nothing crack-whore." He said, growling.

Braelyn rested her head against her knees and groaned as they drove to the hospital. "Gonna be sick baby girl? Need me to pull over?" Jon asked her. She nodded and opened the door as soon as the car was stopped and vomited on the grass.

"Ewwww..." Elizabeth said.

"Oh hush Elly. It's not like you haven't gotten sick before."

"Sorry Jon..." Elizabeth mumbled, looking out her window.

Braelyn gagged a couple more times before wiping her mouth and shutting her door. She had tears rolling down her face. Jon looked concerned. "What's wrong babe?"

"My stomach is just really upset. Are we almost there yet Jon?"

"Yes baby girl we're almost there." He said as he pulled into the hospital parking lot. They got out of the car and walked into the hospital, and Braelyn threw her hand over her mouth, running to the nearest bathroom. Jon frowned as he told the nurse what was going on.

They called Braelyn, Jon, and Elizabeth back to a room, and asked Braelyn to provide a urine sample. When she was done, the nurse told her to lay in the bed while they drew some blood from her. She whimpered when the needle pierced her skin and Jon grabbed her hand. "Relax baby, it'll be okay."

After an hour of waiting for the results, Elizabeth started to get restless. "JONNNNN," She whined. "I want to go home!"

"We'll go home when we're done here. And what you hear here, you MUST NOT tell mom. She'll kill me."

"What are you talking about?"

"You might be becoming an aunt."

"She's pregnant?"

"We don't know. That's why they took blood and pee from her."

The doctor walked in with a clipboard in his hand. "Ms. Steele, the results show that you are pregnant."

"What?! But...a few weeks ago, I knew I was pregnant, but I had a miscarriage...how am I still pregnant?"

"That's easily answered. You were pregnant with twins. You miscarried one of the twins a few weeks ago."

"Oh...well. How far along am I?"

"We're going to do an ultrasound to determine that."

The doctor did the ultrasound and it was determined that Braelyn was about 8 weeks pregnant. He handed her a prescription for prenatal vitamins and told them that they were good to go. As they made their way to the car, a million thoughts were coursing through Jon's head. He was going to be a father. At 15. He couldn't stay in school. He needed to get a job to provide for the baby. But who would hire a 15-year-old? Not many. He felt a tear trickle down his cheek. He truly was scared. Scared that he would be a horrible father. Scared that he wouldn't be able to provide for his family. His eyes burned with more tears as he got in the car. He took a deep breath in to regain his composure. He sighed and started the car. As they drove home, the ride was silent except for the radio. When they got home, Braelyn ran upstairs and got in bed, crying into the pillow. Jon told Elizabeth to go to her room then followed Braelyn to their room. "Baby girl, what's wrong?"

"I'm scared...I'm only 14 I'm not ready to be a mom yet."

"I'm scared too, babe. But we'll get through this. I promise you that. Come on. Let's take a nap."

"O-okay..."

Braelyn buried her head into Jon's chest and silently cried as they both slowly fell asleep.