"What?" Andre shouted as he jumped up off the bed. "You're pranking me aren't you? Ashton Kutcher is about to jump out at me from behind those curtains, right? Tori? Right?"

Tori shook her head. "I wish. That would mean that this isn't happening, but it is. I guess now the only shows I'm gonna get on are '16 and pregnant' or 'Teen Mom.'" Tori hung her head in shame. "I'm a horrible person aren't I?"

"I-" He sighed and sat back down. "You're not a terrible person Tori. I take it this is relatively new news though?"

"I've known for about three days now but the conception happened about a week before then."

"Are you sure? Most people don't think that they might be pregnant until three weeks into their pregnancy."

Tori nodded, "I missed a period, I've been throwing up and feeling nauseous for most of the week and..." She grabbed the pregnancy test and showed it to him. The little pink plus sign that said she was pregnant stood out harshly against the little white stick and Tori felt like it was some kind of neon sign.

"You kept that?" Andre asked leaning back a little.

"I haven't had a chance to throw it out yet okay? My parents are going on this recycling craze and that means sorting through all the rubbish. They're leaving on business tomorrow so I'll toss it then."

"Why don't you just put it in your purse and sneak it into someone else's trash later?"

Tori groaned, "Because there is about seven more lying under my bed and sneaking all of those pregnancy tests out is going to be a little problematic."

"Right." Andre sighed, "So have you figured out what you're going to do with it yet? I mean, you know this doesn't have to happen if you don't want it to."

"I know. I've thought about it for a while now but I'm not sure if I can do it Andre. I'm not sure if I could kill my baby. On the other hand I know I'm not ready for this. I know that I'm too young to be a mother. I don't have a job or a relationship and I'm really really scared right now."

Andre nodded, slid off of the bed and moved around so that he was crouching in front of Tori. He took her hands in his and looked her in the eyes. "Look at me Tori, everything is going to be okay. No matter what you decide to do I'm going to be there for you and I'll help you in anyway that I can. But you're running out of time right now and you have to make your decision."

"Okay." Tori replied squeezing Andre's hands, "I've made my decision."

The doctor's office was cold and sterile and Tori took comfort in the small amount of heat she could feel radiating off of Andre. "I don't know if I can do this." She whispered and looked around as the last other couple in the waiting room went to go in to see the doctor.

"No one is forcing you to Tori, this is your decision."

Tori nodded and leaned closer to Andre. She was so grateful for his support right now. "You're the best friend in the world."

"I know." He replied giving her a smug smile. Tori laughed despite herself and leaned against him for support. Was she really going to do this? Could she really kill her baby? Being a mother would be hard, she wasn't even sure if she could do it, if she wanted to do it. But was this really the answer? There must be some other way, she thought as she took a deep breath. She would have to find another way because she knew deep down that this wasn't an option for her.

"Tori Vega." The doctor called and Tori stood woodenly. Andre stood up behind her and grabbed her hand in his. She returned his gesture with a grateful squeeze before she turned around.

"I can't do this Andre."

He smiled a small smile, "I know Tori." He let go of Tori's hand and went over to the doctor. They talked in hushed voices for a moment before Andre turned around and made his way over to Tori.

"Let's go." He said before he took her hand again and led her out of there.

The car ride from the doctor's surgery was quiet and Tori could tell Andre was trying to think of how to say something. "Just say it." She groaned after 15 minutes of painful silence went by.

He looked at her briefly before turning his eyes to the road. "Okay Tori. I was just wondering... I mean I haven't asked before but... who is the father? Now that you're keeping the baby who ever he is, he has a right to know... right?"

Tori sighed and looked out the window. "I don't know." She confided and turned back around to face Andre. "I mean, I know who the father is but I don't know if he should know. I don't think he would want to."

"Isn't that his decision though?" Andre asked.

"Yeah I guess. But this isn't really the type of thing you can take back, you know? It's not really something I'm sure he'd be able to ignore even if he wanted to. He's just not that type of guy, and I don't want him to feel trapped by something like this I really don't."What Tori was trying to say to Andre without really saying it was that she wanted Beck to tell her he loved her because of her. She didn't want him to only be there for her because of their baby. She wanted him to make his decision without having to factor her pregnancy into the equation.

Andre sighed, "So what's the plan then? Just keep it to yourself and then hope no one notices when you start sprouting a mega stomach?"

"No." Tori said indignantly, "The plan is to move to Switzerland."

Andre blanched, "Please tell me you're joking."

"Yeah, I'm joking." She said and then giggled, "But you should've seen your face!"

Andre laughed and shook his head, "Come on Tori. Who is he?"

"I can't say." She said evasively.

"Do I know him?"

"I don't know, do you?"

"Tori!" He exclaimed and gave her a pleading look, "Just tell me who it is. Please?"

"I. Can't." She said her eyes beginning to fill with tears. She couldn't tell Andre that Beck was the father because she was sure he would tell him. She couldn't let that happen. At least not until he'd made his decision.

"He didn't... he didn't force himself on you did he Tori?"

"What? No!" She wiped her eyes, "Of course he didn't. But I still can't tell him. Not yet. Please try to understand."

He sighed, "Fine. But what are you going to do when people start asking questions?"

"I don't know. Probably just confirm how much of a slut they're going to think I am."

"You're not a slut Tori." Andre said and took one hand of the wheel so he could hold one of hers, "You'll never be a slut. You just made a mistake. At least you're brave enough to deal with it."

"Thanks Andre. I really don't deserve to have a friend as good as you."

"Well, yeah. But that's alright, I don't mind." He smiled at her once before he turned his eyes back to the road.

"Beck!" Jade shouted as she ran up to him.

"What?" He asked and looked around. Why did she only ever approach him when there was no one else around?

"We need to talk about what happened last night."

"What's there to talk about?"

"Us!" She shouted in a voice that made Beck's stomach clench. Why the hell was he being such a jerk to everyone? He was angry at himself, not them.

"What about us?" He asked hating how dead his voice sounded.

"I love you Beck. Okay? I love you. I need you to tell me you love me too."

Beck sighed, "I do love you. I really do. But there's someone else and I love them too."

"Of course." She muttered and Beck hated how deflated her voice sounded, "I always knew I'd never be enough for you." She looked down and Beck followed her eyes. When he did he noticed the jagged cuts along her wrist line and let out a breath he hadn't realised he'd been holding.

"You're cutting again?"

Jade nodded beginning to cry, "I couldn't help it. I need you Beck. I love you."

"I know and I love you too. I just can't do this right now. I'm so confused about everything." He sighed, "I need you to promise me something though."

"What?" She asked tilting her face upwards so he could look her in the eyes.

"I need you to promise me you're going to stop cutting yourself. Stop hurting yourself, please."

"I'll try." She said with a sad smile.

"Thank you." He replied giving her a hug, knowing that was the best he was going to get. When the hug was over Beck turned and walked away from her hating himself even more.