A/N: HERE YOU GO! This one's LOOONNGG! 4 pages in a Word document…SECOND LONGEST CHAPTER!

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I'm feeling better! YAY! And I learned today that I'm a BEAST at volleyball…haha…I get so into it…

*Sigh* I have "Whispering" from Spring Awakening in my head…I've been into that soundtrack lately…

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Natalie froze in place, still on top of Henry. The voice belonged to none other than her father. Her heart began to flutter as she slowly got up from the floor, brushing herself off.

"I'll be back…" she whispered to Henry, who was slightly confused. "Hopefully.."

She quietly walked out of her room and downstairs into the living room where Dan was waiting for her angrily. She reluctantly sat down on the couch preparing herself for a lecture.

"Natalie…"

"What?"

He crossed his arms angrily and said in a strict tone, "Your mother called me today."

She froze yet again. She knew what this was about. "She said she wouldn't…." she muttered to herself.

"She said that you're…pregnant…"

She didn't know what to say. She didn't want to admit that she was pregnant, he would've killed her. But if she kept quiet…She didn't say a word.

"Are you pregnant?"

She still remained silent, her eyes tearing up again.

"Natalie, answer me!"

"Yes…"

He just stopped for a minute. "God, Natalie…You're only seventeen!"

"I'm sorry…." she sniffled. Can't I just tell someone without bursting into tears?

He shook his head in disbelief and fell into the recliner across from the couch, his head in his hands. "I thought you knew better than this…"

"What? You think I wanted this to happen?!"

"No, that's not what I meant…"

"That's exactly what you meant!"

He brought his head up to look at her. "Nat, I don't want you to make the same mistake I did."

"And what was that? Having me?"

"Natalie!"

"Well, it's true! It's not like either of you cared about me being born anyway…"

She threw him an angry glare and then looked down at her feet, afraid of what he would say next.

"I don't want you to be in that position. I don't want you to have to worry about raising a child."

"Well, it's my mess. I'll take the punishment for it."

"You have no idea what it's like to be a young parent, Natalie…It's the hardest thing you'll ever have to do…And alone…"

She shook her head, protesting every word her father had just said. "No. Henry said he'd help me. He'll raise it with me."

Her father sighed. "It's his baby, isn't it?"

She nodded, a bit shamefully. She felt a little relieved now that her father knew. But she was afraid now. How would she raise this baby with Henry? They were both still in school and they both planned to go to college. They wouldn't have the ability to raise a child and go to school at the same time.

"Nat…"

"Well, I'm sorry that I'm not perfect, Dad…"

"It's not that I want you to be perfect, it's that I want you to understand that this is harder than it sounds."

"I understand."

"No. You don't."

She had to restrain herself from yelling at him again. "Yes. I do. I know what's gonna happen. I know what I have to do."

"You know nothing of raising a child, Natalie. You don't know what you're getting yourself into."

"Yes! I do! I'm gonna have my baby and I'm gonna raise and then I'll get the hell out of your life, 'cause God knows I'm only a nuisance to you…"

Her face began to flush as she angrily got up from the couch and headed towards the stairs. To her growing annoyance, he ran up to her and grabbed her arm, holding her still for a moment.

"Nat, you're not a nuisance. Don't think like that. You're my daughter. You know I love you."

Without saying a word, she pulled her arm from his grasp and ran upstairs, practically sobbing. She darted into her room, slamming the door shut, soon finding herself comfortably nestled in Henry's arms once again.


Natalie groggily woke up the next morning. Henry had left the night before, but for some reason, she didn't feel as lonely as she had before. She looked at the clock next to her bed. 11:30.…fuck…

It was a Saturday morning. She never slept in that late, except for that small period of time when she had a bout with drug abuse. But she was over that now. She had to be. For the baby's sake.

She was planning to visit her mother again, this time bringing Henry along, just in case. Afterwards, the two of them had set up their first doctor's appointment. She remembered what Henry was saying last night.

"I'll pick you up at 12, ok?"

"Shit…" she mumbled to herself. She quickly jumped out of bed but stopped quickly as she felt the almost familiar churning in her stomach. Please don't let me puke today…I can't puke today…She shook the feeling off and got ready as fast as she could. And within a few short minutes, Henry had arrived to pick her up.

The car ride was pretty much silent except for their usual exchanges of 'hey' and 'what's up?' She was a bit worried at the silence. Henry was never this quiet unless something was bothering him. She wanted to ask him what was wrong, wondering if it was about her 'situation.' But she didn't say a word, afraid to break the awkward tension.

They parked outside of Diana's building and quietly made their way inside. She didn't like this silence, it scared her. So as they entered the tiny, yet familiar elevator, she decided to confront him.

"Hey," she asked quietly, tapping his shoulder. "Are you ok?"

His eyes traveled from his feet to her own brown eyes that were staring at him, slightly concerned. "I-I'm fine."

"No, really. You're acting…weird."

"What?"

"You know, like, concerning weird." She said with a smirk, quoting him almost perfectly.

"Shut up…I'm just…nervous."

"Nervous? About what?"

He sighed, giving in to her questioning. Plus, who could say no the those eyes? "You know, this whole…pregnancy thing…"

"I know…I'm nervous too…But hey. At least we're not doing this on our own."

He threw her a challenging smirk. "You're quite the optimist today…"

"Well, I kinda have to be. It was either that or strangle my mother. Oh, and by the way, if I try to kill her, will you please restrain me?"

His eyes rolled at her, a small smile on his face now. They had reached the right floor and walked out quickly as she showed him to her mother's room. It took most of her strength not to pound the door down as they arrived. And quickly, the door flew open to reveal Diana, a huge smile on her face. It quickly wiped away as she saw Natalie's angry face staring back at her.

"Oh…..You're pissed at me, aren't you?"

"Mom…" Natalie groaned through her teeth. "I am more than pissed…"

"Well, I knew you weren't gonna tell him yourself…So I made it easier on your part."

"Yeah, and Henry was right there to whole time. Thanks for embarrassing me yet again…"

Diana gave a somewhat confused look over at Henry, who half-smiled and waved weakly.

"Oh. Hi, Henry."

He looked around somewhat awkwardly, not knowing if Natalie was going to kill him or not for talking to her mother. "Hi, Miz Goodman….nice to see you again…"

"You too."

"Um, I'm still here, you know," Natalie interrupted, bringing both of their focuses back.

"Sorry, Nat…" Henry mock apologized, giving her an innocent, but totally fake, smirk.

She rolled her eyes at him and just slouched against the wall. The three of them stood there in awkward silence for minutes, which, to Natalie, felt like hours. She didn't want this tension back. Well, I guess there's no escaping it…she thought to herself.

Finally breaking the silence, Diana just quietly muttered, "So…you two wanna come in? I was just about ready to make some lunch and you're eating for two now, Nat."

"No, that's fine." Natalie replied all too quickly. "We have to go anyway. We have an appointment in like forty minutes."

Her mother looked a little hurt but shrugged anyway. "Alright, suit yourself. Bye then. Good luck."

"Yeah…bye, Mom."

Natalie began to walk towards the elevator once again, while Diana stopped Henry in the doorway.

"Just a word of advice," she whispered to him. "Don't take her too seriously. She'll be all looped up and bitchier than normal."

"Oh, great…" He laughed. "Just what I need. An even bitchier girlfriend…"

She laughed as well as she went to hug him. He was practically family to her. "It was nice to see you again. Tell her to call me later."

"Henry!" Natalie cried from a few doors down, wondering why he was taking so long. "We're gonna be late!"

"Will do, Miz Goodman." He said quickly to Diana as he rushed over to meet Natalie at the elevator.

"What the hell took you so long?" She asked a bit curiously.

"Nothing…come on, we'll be late…"

And the two ran into the elevator as headed off to the appointment.

A/N: Ehh….not a good ending…but oh well! More to come in the NEAR FUTURE!

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