Spencers P O V

After about a solid hour of hugging and crying, we have now moved to the couch with us girls all huddled together, my head lies on Arias lap and my feet on the other girls as they hug and try to calm me.

Lucky for the, my tears and sobs have now just turned into the slight tear and sniffles. "You are so strong Spence", soothes Emily, stroking my leg.

"So, so strong", Hanna repeats, who's been braiding my hair, something she always used to do when I got panic attacks back in high school.

I remember once we were in history and it was about three weeks after the dollhouse and we were still recovering.

The teacher had put up a PowerPoint about Sweden and it's village a couple of hundred years ago and in the lesson we were learning about how it was for children in their time in Sweden before they had any electrity or technology.

And they showed a photo of some toys that included dolls and I had a huge flashback and burst out into tears on the spot and started to have a panic attack. I was really lucky it was Mrs Montgomery teaching that lesson, because she let Hanna take me to the bathroom since we had most classes together.

I started having a full blown panic attack and she started to braid my hair and it calmed me right down, just like now.

"All done", chimes Hanna, I take my hand from my chest and run my fingers along it, I haven't had Dutch braids in so long. "Thanks Han", I whisper, lying back down again.

Caleb and Toby went somewhere before, I think to probably rest there heads, my thoughts are interrupted by the voice of Aria.

"Did you guys want to watch some tv", Aria asks, "I don't mind", I smile, sitting up.

"Sure", Hanna smiles, Alison and Emily bobbing their heads in agreement.

We're about half way through the notebook when I feel a sharp pain in my stomach, but not just any sharp pain... It felt like...

"Are you okay Spence", asks Aria, noticing me sitting upright. "You look like you've seen a ghost", laughs Alison.

"Aria...", I trail off, feeling my blood go ice cold and my head go hot. "Yeah?" She asks kindly, facing my direction.

"With someone infertile... Is there a slim chance of them..", I gulp, "to get pregnant".

"Yes.. But it's really really slim, why?", Aria asks, sounding concerned.

"I.. I.. Felt, what I think was... a kick", I breathe heavily.