~Author's Note: Can you believe it? Another chapter? I feel awfully happy xD w00t w00t xD I do hope you like this one. :) I'm very proud of myself I want to do good with this story so hopefully it does work out for me. xD
Besides, I owe ya's for the long wait in an update from me ^^;
Anyway, here is the next chapter for you :D
~Chapter 06~
Allison couldn't do anything but stare stupidly at her sister. Her eyes were wide with shock from the information that she had just heard. Or did she hear correctly; her baby sister was pregnant with the child of a man who she hasn't known for very long?
There was no way in hell that her sister was pregnant; it couldn't be true. She hoped to God that this was all a dream or that she was just hearing things. Though, the nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach that this was indeed the truth.
However, that didn't stop the oldest Spencer sister from taking it as if it was a joke. She started laughing, "Oh, that's funny. I thought for sure Brainz said that you were pregnant Carly!"
Her laughter died at the look on both of her sister and her boyfriend's face; both paled considerably at Allison's reaction. Carly averted her gaze from her sister, looking down at the hardwood floor like it was the most interesting thing she had ever seen. "Uhm..."
She could see Carly's mouth moving but she couldn't hear a word that came out of it. She leaned in, brows furrowed in concentration. "Pardon?"
Carly took in a deep, shaky breath, her stomach literally flopping. "We...are pregnant, Allie."
Allison blinked a couple times, her mouth dropped hanging open, seemingly waiting for the flies to drop in. Her mind was slowly trying to process what was said to her, but for some strange reason it just wasn't sinking in. She asked for them to repeat it. And when they did, she finally understood what was being said Allison's eyes narrowed.
"Carly Mariah Spencer!"
Both of them cringed at Allison's tone. "You're pregnant? Pregnant."
Carly bit her lip, nodding slowly. "Yeah."
"Do you think that's it's a good idea for you to be pregnant at a time like this?" To say that Allison was pissed was an understatement. Unwanted memories of what happened over a year ago came to the forefront of her mind; the pain she had buried away had made its way to the surface. A sob escaped past her throat. "You guys just met like what? Four months ago?"
Carly was getting frustrated. Where exactly was she going with this? "Yeah. So?"
"You guys shouldn't ruin your life by doing this. What happens if something happens, Carly?" She gave a laugh; though it was half a sob and half a laugh. "What happens if you two do not work out? What's going to happen then?"
Carly resisted the urge to roll her eyes at her sister. She knew exactly what was going on then. Standing up from the dark brown sofa she stood in front of her sister, her hazel eyes narrowing dangerously as her voice dropped to almost a whisper. "Just because your husband left you for another woman and you miscarried doesn't mean it will happen to everyone."
She turned, grabbing Sam's hand she lead him upstairs, leaving Allison to her thoughts. It felt as though someone had slapped her hard across the face. The stinging pain of truth struck her as if she were a cyclist heading straight into a brick wall and was going 50kilometres an hour.
She swallowed the lump that creeped up into her throat. Her eyes blurred and burned, she fell to the ground, her hands covering her face. The young Autobot scout watched on with sympathy lurking within his bring blue optics; he wanted nothing more than to pick up the young woman and cradle her close to his chassis, but resisted.
In that moment, silence was golden and solitude was a gift.
Even with being on Earth and with Sam for at least five Earth years he still didn't understand some of the customs of the planet's inhabitant's, nor did he understand what had just transpired between the two human females; but he did understand that it did damage to the young woman's stress levels and her chipper behavior.
Now, as he knelt there, watching the woman leak fluid from her optics he fought what his processor was saying and went with what his spark told him to do. So, he picked her up, letting her cry into his armor.
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She had never felt so insulted before in her life, except for maybe finding that her husband was cheating on her with her best friend. The pain was still there, definitely, but at least she tried to deal with it. But, those feelings that she had kept locked away for so long had risen so quickly that all she could do was stare dumbly at her sister. As she leaned into Bumblebee's chassis the sting of pain struck her chest like that of a tidal wave filled with nothing but glass, nails, and anything else that could possibly hurt an individual.
The wound that was slowly healing was reopened. Memories upon unwanted memories came to the forefront of her mind. The images of the 'accident' barraged around her already turmoiled mind. Nothing she did could allieviate the year long grief and sorrow she burried away came in full.
Bumblee was startled by the spark-wrenching sound that escaped past the woman's vocalizer. Holding her tighter he placed one of his digits on the small of her back and rubbed it gently. Within time the sobs that were wracking her entire frame was nothing more than sniffles and hiccups. Soon, she leaned away from his chest and rubbed the fluid from her eyes, her hazel eyes gazed up at him.
"Thanks, Bee."
He nodded. 'Not a problem lil lady.'
She smiled, he could see the smile but that smile definitely didn't reach her eyes. The emotial turmoil that she was feeling was stil showing in her eyes. Asking him to put her back down onto the ground she headed for the bathroom. Closing the door she stared into the full-length mirror. Her eyes were puffy and her face was beet red. Her hand distinctively went to her toned stomach, caressing it gently.
If things would have gone as planned she would've had a very curious little boy or girl...