Sorry it took me so long to update, I've been busy. Learning German, trying to get a job, trying to find my grandma a birthday/mother's day gift. Helping my dad host a teaching next week. And planning on going to a concert. Oh and I've been watching a lot of CM.
BTW I totally knew JJ was going to announce her pregnancy at the end of "The Crossing". :D
Here's the next chapter…
I would like to thank Irinaj (heyyy!! I didn't see you much today again, I really miss you!) and CrayonsPink for your reviews.
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That evening was the worst evening of Abigail's life, sitting at the dinner table, just her and the bastard that had gotten her pregnant. He wolfed down the food she had prepared for them. She could barely touch her food. They never spoke that night. After they ate her dad made his way to the living room where he sat down on the old recliner and turned on the TV. The only light in the living room was the blue glow of the TV and the golden glow coming from the dinning room.
Abigail cleaned up the dishes from the meal and listened to the laugher that came over the TV. She smiled a little at some of the jokes that she heard the main character on the show say, but the smiles only lasted for a second.
After she got done with the laundry and taking a shower Abigail went to bed, she could still here the chatter coming through the TV across the house. She pulled her Richard Marx shirt over her head and unbuttoned her jeans before pulling a knee-long black shirt over her head. Once she had the shirt on she pulled it up so she could see her insanely skinny stomach. She rested one small hand on her pale stomach. There was a child in there, one that shouldn't be there. Tears rolled down her pale face, sobs wrenched her body. She sat down on the edge of her bed and buried her head in hands. After a few minutes she composed herself and waited for her dad to turn of the TV and come in like he did every night.
After an hour of waiting she finally heard her dad turn off the TV and come down the hall. She closed her eyes and waited…
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"Hey." Spencer whispered when his door creaked open. Abigail stood in the darkness, looking in at her friend. She opened the door a little more and lightly stepped into the room. "Are you okay?" He asked. He couldn't believe how much had happened in merely a few hours.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She whispered walking over to his bed and sitting down on the edge of it. The pale moonlight was the only light in the entire house, it was strangely pleasant. One she was seated on the bed Spencer sat up in the bed and turned so that he was sitting almost next to her.
"You sure?" He asked.
"Yeah, it's just, this morning I thought I was pregnant, but now, I know. I know there is a baby inside of me that shouldn't be there." She said with tears in her eyes.
"I know." He said resting a hand on her back.
"How could you possibly know?" She said standing up and spinning around to face him. Her long brown hair whipping her face and Spencer's.
"Abigail…" He started to say but she cut him off.
"You don't understand! You've never understood! How could you?" She shouted.
"Abigail keep your voice down." He whispered angrily, he didn't want to wake his mom, but it was too late, they both froze when they heard footsteps coming their way.
"Is everything okay?" Diana asked peaking her head in the door.
"Yes Diana." Abigail said.
"Okay, you packed your lunches right?" She asked. Abigail and Spencer both looked at each other, she thought it was time to get ready for school. Abigail rolled her eyes; she was not in the mood for this.
"Yes Diana, I am not feeling well so I am going to get a little more sleep, you should too." She suggested.
"You know, I might do that." Diana said before turning and closing the door behind her.
"Abigail, everything will be fine, I promise, I'll make sure of it." Spencer said grabbing Abigail's arm.
"How will I tell my dad?" She asked tearfully.
"I don't know."
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"So you are pregnant?" Trish asked the next day at lunchtime. Trish's feathered blond hair was combed in its usual short wave. Only today there was a pink streak in it.
"Yeah." Abigail sighed.
"What are you going to do?" Trish asked.
"Well I had this brilliant plan with child protective services, but what if that doesn't work? And even if it does, I want to be with my child." Abigail said, a tear escaped her eye and rolled down her bruised cheek.
"Yeah, well you have six months to plan, you'll figure something out." Trish assured her.
"I guess." Abigail said, just then the football quarterback, Denis Dunkin, and the linebacker, Josh Carmon, walked up to their table.
"Hey ladies, how are you doing?" Denis asked.
"Go away." Abigail said not even looking up from her food.
"Did she just tell me to go away?" Denis asked.
"I think she did." Josh said.
"I will, but I'll be back later." Denis said looking around the crowded cafeteria. Then he turned back to Trish and Abigail and kissed at then before turning and walking away. Josh was right on his heals.
"What creeps." Trish said rolling her eyes.
"Yeah." Abigail whispered.
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That's it for this chapter I am afraid, please review, and tell me what you want to see happen?
